Mo Qianhong was in a heavy mood and walked out of the hall in a disturbed thought.
As soon as I looked up, I saw the girl leaning on the motorcycle to answer the phone in front of the door.
His heart tensed, and the whole person recovered from worry and worry.
Little girl?
Why is the little girl here, does she know something?
Mo Qianhong's whole heart was raised.
"Second brother, what's wrong with you?"
Mo Luan hung up the phone and looked behind him, "What are you going to do to the police station?"
Mo Qianhong's mood was like a roller coaster.
He calmed his emotions and said, "It's okay. I have witnessed an incident of deliberately hurting someone, so I just came over to make a transcript."
"I thought something happened."
Mo Luan said, "I just came from the mansion, and I am going to the old man's house."
Mo Qianhong said, "Did you tell An Jinze in advance?"
"No, he is a stumbling block, he will kick far away when he sees me."
Mo Qianhong chuckled lightly, "I have something to do with my company, otherwise I will accompany you."
It is already the limit to be able to talk to my sister at this level.
He was afraid that he would be in a trance and be seen by her.
Therefore, it is better to have less contact with my sister during this time.
Mo Luan stepped on the motorcycle, "I can go alone."
"Okay, ride slowly."
"Got it."
He said that he knew, but he hit the accelerator, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Mo Qianhong was helpless, the two little ones were not worried.
The man turned and walked to the car. He decided to go to Qingping City.
Xiao Wu works in Qingping City, where he was also kidnapped.
No matter what, he must go personally to find out with the police there.
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"Miss Zuo, hello."
Gao Yawen stretched out her right hand, and Zuo Qingxuan gently shook her.
"My surname is Gao and I am Song Zhiyong's fiancée. By the way, Zhiyong is Song Lao's grandson."
Zuo Qingxuan smiled softly, "Hello, Miss Gao."
The two sat down on both sides of the round table, and Gao Yawen said, "I'm sorry to ask Miss Zuo out in a hurry."
Zuo Qingxuan said with a smile: "Miss Gao is serious. I am now an idler and I have time at any time."
Gao Yawen nodded, she was indeed a member who entered the art museum at a young age.
The attitude is neither humble nor overbearing, gentle and polite.
There is a demeanor of a well-knowledgeable lady.
She said: "Grandpa Song has returned from abroad, so I would like to invite Miss Zuo to visit Beijing Suicheng to repair the statue of flying birds for Grandpa Song."
Zuo Qingxuan said softly: "I can do it anytime, is my friend Song's health better?"
Gao Yawen shook her head: "The person is no longer there."
"Really, it's a shame..."
At this moment, Zuo Qingxuan's cell phone rang.
It was Ma Li's call.
She frowned and said to Gao Yawen: "Miss Gao, I'll answer the phone."
When she came outside, she swiped through the screen.
"Mum Li, what's the matter? Is it grandpa—"
"No, it's Miss Mo who came to the villa. I just called the young master and no one answered."
Zuo Qingxuan's eyes became cold for a moment.
This woman who had given her countless humiliations made her feel sick when she heard her name.
She frowned and said, "I'll be there soon."
Back to her seat, Zuo Qingxuan said apologetically: "Miss Gao, sorry, there just happened to be something on my side."
"It's okay."
Gao Yawen pulled up her bag and said, "The trip to Beijing Suicheng is scheduled for three days. How does Miss Zuo feel?"
"can."
Zuo Qingxuan said softly, "I have time at any time. We will contact you by phone when that happens."