Doris always thought that Gu Qihao would not do such a terrible thing, but two days later, he still didn't see anything from him. At this time, Doris truly believed that Gu Qihao was going to do something so utterly .
Mu Lingmo and Qi Lei haven't been found yet, so finally, she couldn't stand it anymore.
In the living room of the hotel, Doris obviously became a little restless, walking up and down from time to time.
"Miss, I have handed over the evidence to the police station. I think the police will take action soon. Gu Qihao will not have any good results!"
Seeing that Doris looked depressed and anxious, Grand couldn't say anything to comfort her.
Doris nodded, stopped her pace, suddenly turned around to look at Grand, and said coldly, "Very good! I want to see what he, Gu Qihao, can do!"
"Miss, don't worry!"
"Okay, since things are almost done, next, we should also... You take care of everything at hand, and we will leave City Z in three days."
Doris didn't know how much effort she had spent to suppress the unwillingness in her heart—
After struggling for more than 30 years, I don't want to end up in this way!
"Miss, are we leaving like this?"
Grand asked in a low voice.
"if not?"
Doris slowly sat down on the sofa behind her, her whole body seemed unable to hide her frustration, "If you don't leave, I'm worried it will be too late."
"Miss, don't worry. If it's because of Mu Lingmo, don't worry. Our people are very cautious. Even if they suspect, they won't be able to get any evidence, because the manipulator is now in New York."
Grand smiled calmly.
Doris picked up the tea and took a sip, but her face was not as relaxed as Grand's, but her tone eased a little, "Now, I can only look at him, Mu Yuchen and Zhou Zimo are really difficult to deal with. Now, who would have thought that Mu Yuchen would come back suddenly? We had to delay for so long. If we delay for too long, it will not do us any good in itself, and we also need to cover Alex, otherwise Mu Yuchen will definitely be a little bit exposed. I will hold on to it tightly, not to mention Mu Tangchuan and the others, who don't know what's going on behind the scenes."
"Miss, are you referring to that incident? Didn't Mu Tangchuan pay much attention to it all the time? We all know that it was an accident, and many investigations are..."
Grand listened, his whole body tensed up a little, and he asked with a frown.
"Didn't pay much attention? You are wrong! I learned a few days ago that Mu Tangchuan transferred the file of that incident."
"Does he want to re-investigate?"
Grand asked in a low voice.
"It wasn't him who wanted to re-investigate. This time, it was Mu Yuchen! Not long ago, he sent someone to the auto repair shop. I really regret that I didn't clean up the matter at that time!"
As Doris spoke, her face became more and more gloomy.
"Well, don't worry, miss. I just picked up the clues and found the news about that person. Not only is he crippled, but he also has liver cancer. He probably has few days left to live. Isn't the person I'm worried about now the British one? As long as We... don't have to worry, when the time comes, there will be no proof, and everything will be easy to handle."
Grand's eyes flashed with elite streamers, and he smiled.
Hearing this, Doris nodded, "It's also thanks to you that you easily captured that woman's heart, otherwise it would be too difficult to let them be used by us. However, we must also be cautious during this time Only by being vigilant can we retreat completely."
"Yes, miss, don't worry! I'll get ready right away!"
Grand said, and withdrew.
…
The cold rain that has been gloomy for a long time has finally subsided a little in these two days, but the sky is so gloomy and overcast.
The weather forecast said that this cold wave will continue for some time, it may be after Christmas until after New Year's Day.
In the Shenglan villa area, Feng lives in the study of Mu Yuchen and Xia Ye.
Mu Yuchen was correcting Mu Zirui's posture of holding the brush.
"Hold it steady, don't shake your hands, take it easy, why are you tense? Why are you tensing your waist so straight?"
Mu Zirui was sitting in front of the small desk right now, and Mu Yuchen was standing behind him, hugging the drowsy Mu Xiaocheng with one hand, and teaching Mu Zirui how to hold a pen with the other.
"Is that so, Dad?"
Mu Zirui's immature voice came over quickly.
"Well, focus on it and write a big character for me to see. How did you start?"
Mu Yuchen's voice was very deep, with the gentleness of a loving father.
Mu Zirui took a deep breath, and under Mu Yuchen's guidance, wrote the word "big". Just as he was about to turn around to see Mu Yuchen's opinion, there was a knock on the door.
"Master!"
The sudden sound also awakened Mu Xiaocheng who was about to fall asleep. The father and son immediately turned their heads together and looked towards the door. Li Si's figure immediately came into view.
"Master, hello, young masters!"
Li Si also held a document bag in his hand.
"Master, Young Master Mo..."
Just as Li Si was about to speak, Mu Yuchen slightly raised his hand to stop him, his eyes quickly returned to the words written by Mu Zirui, and he commented in a low voice, "That's right, but here, the writing is too fast, not enough. Plump, this type of writing does not show energy, go back and practice more how to start writing, huh?"
Mu Zirui nodded obediently, put down his pen, and stood up, "Father, you can talk to Uncle Li Si, I'll go to my study to practice by myself."
After leaving this sentence, Mu Zirui bowed slightly to Li Si again, "Hello, Uncle Li Si!"
"Well written, keep up the good work!"
Li Si patted his head, and Mu Zirui backed out.
"Xia Ye, come in!"
Following Mu Yuchen's words, Xi Xiaye walked in with two cups of tea.
"Young Madam!"
Li Si hurriedly greeted him.
"You're welcome, the Pu'er you just brought back, let's try it."
Xi Xiaye put the tea on the low table in front of the sofa, and then walked over to take his son from Mu Yuchen.
The boss of Mu Xiaocheng stretched out his arms and hugged his father's neck unwillingly, while turning his small head to look at Xi Xiaye, his glazed eyes widened, and his pink face, which resembled Mu Yuchen, twisted and didn't know what to do. What expression is it.
"Come on, mother hug, son!"
Xi Xiaye stretched out his hand, but he didn't want Mu Xiaocheng to hold Mu Yuchen even tighter. He turned his head and didn't look at Xi Xiaye, and suddenly uttered a few monosyllabic sounds—
"Papa... papa... papa..."
Mu Xiaocheng can already easily say such a title now, but he can only call it by this title, which makes Xi Xiaye, a mother, so jealous!
"Huh? Call again, son..."
A warm smile immediately appeared on Mu Yuchen's handsome face.
But Xi Xiaye has already reached out and snatched his son away...