Qingning looked at Zhuo Xi in surprise, and saw Zhuo Xi blushing his eyes, holding her little face, and staring at her deeply.

"What's wrong?"

Qingning laughed and always felt that this guy was a little weird today.

When she was led into Zhuo Ran's room by Zhuo Xi, facing the countless LCD screens on a wall and the people in front of her, her mind suddenly buzzed.

After a closer look, these LCD screens were all photographed in Zhuo Xi's room from different angles!

He opened his mouth and almost roared out in shock, but Zhuo Xi covered her mouth as fast as lightning, leaned into her ear and whispered: "There are internal thieves among us, locked between you and Momo! You have no problem, let's see Momo now!"

Qingning was silent for two seconds. Seeing Ni Yajun's pale face, she nodded suddenly.

Zhuo Xi then let her go.

In fact, Zhuo Xi is the most tormented person. When Mu Tianxing proposed this plan in the evening, no one except Ling Lie agreed!

But Ling Lie has the final say in this house!

God knows how frustrating and painful they feel when they start designing step by step.

Zhuo Xi really has the desire to die. If his lover has no problem, his sister will have problems. If his sister has no problem, his lover will have problems!

Ni Yajun's situation is not optimistic at this moment.

Like Zhuo Xi just now, he put his hands together and put them on his nose, staring at the LCD screen nervously. He saw Molin knocking on the door in the corridor, no one paid attention to him. He saw her open the door and walked in by himself.

Morin called twice in front of the bed, walked into the bathroom and took a look. After retreating, she stood still like a sculpture, facing the desk, staring at the laptop standing up on the screen, motionless!

At this moment, Zhuoran's room was very quiet.

Even Mu Tianxing's eyes were slightly red.

She didn't deliberately try to reveal the truth so cruelly, but felt that guessing like this is not a solution. If there is a problem, you have to prescribe the right medicine and truly find a way to solve it without leaving any hidden dangers!

The uncle taught her that hidden dangers are kept for digging their own graves.

After several gazes, Morin suddenly moved.

She was wearing a thin pink short-sleeved nightgown, looking simple like a little angel, but she walked towards Zhuo Xi's desk step by step!

Ni Yajun suddenly took a deep breath, and something crystal was rolling on his eyelashes.

Zhuoran and Zhuo Xi are not much better, because once their sister has problems, it is very likely that the younger sister who has been with her day and night for many days will not be their own sister!

But when Morin came to the desk, he stretched out his white little hand and was about to touch the computer.

But the little hand suddenly stopped in the air and did not move further!

Everyone's hearts were raised!

Ni Yajun felt even more distressed and couldn't breathe!

The little man in the picture stood for twenty or thirty seconds as if he was acupunctured. She suddenly turned around, raised one arm to block her cheek, and cried in despair!

At this moment, everyone was stunned!

What's the situation?

Everyone was silent and waiting quietly, and then they saw Morin turn around again, staring at the computer and USB drive on the desk and then looking at it.

She walked to the door as if she was determined to leave, and then turned back halfway!

In such a short moment, Ni Yajun felt that she was almost tortured to death by her!

Zhuoran Zhuoxi also felt that he had never been so abused in spirit!

But Morin came directly to the head of the bed, bent down and picked up the two pillows on the bed, checked very carefully, and changed to another pillow, holding it in the palm of his hand and looked carefully.

"enlarge!"

Ling Lie gave a cold command.

Zhuo Xi immediately stepped forward and, with two simple operations, the monitoring screen was enlarged into a close-up.

They clearly saw that there were crystal tears on the back of Molin's hand that had just wiped her cheeks. She carefully grabbed the two short black hair falling from the pillow, put it in her nightgown pocket, then put the pillow back as it was, opened the door, and went back to the room.

It's all over.

There was silence in Zhuoran's room.

The stream of light ran through people's skin inch by inch, and it hurt a lot. Ni Yajun wiped his face hard and said nothing.

He sat dejectedly on the chair, staring at the floor with amber eyes dull.

At this time, Zhuoran's cell phone suddenly rang.

When he saw that it was Morin's phone, he immediately turned on the speaker: "Hey."

"Brother, my second brother is not in the room. I waited for him for a while, but he didn't come back. Will he be with Miss Qingning on the third floor? They are in love, so I'm embarrassed to go up and disturb me."

Morin's voice is no different from the past.

Because everyone saw her crying just now, listening carefully now, the light crying voice could almost be concealed very well.

Zhuoran had a blank expression on his face: "I understand, you can rest first."

"Well, good night, brother."

After finishing the call, Zhuoran put his phone on the table and spoke weakly: "Second Master, what do you say, what do we do."

Ling Lie raised his hand, closed the broken hair above Mu Tianxing's head, and spoke in drowningly: "Xiao Guai, what do you think?"

Zhuoran and the others immediately cast their eyes on Mu Tianxing's little face. The complex emotions of anxiety and heartache made Mu Tianxing feel unbearable!

Why should I throw the hot potatoes to her?

She doesn't do it!

She pursed her lips and looked at Ni Yajun with an innocent look on her face: "Brother Yajun, what do you think?"

Everyone: "..."

Ni Yajun was named after her name, and then she looked up at her.

His beautiful pupils were not shining, and he looked half drunk and half awake. He realized that everyone's eyes were on him. Then he took a deep breath and calmed his mind.

My heart was so blocked that I raised my hand and rubbed it.

It was such a simple action that made everyone in the room start to feel sorry for him.

Ni Yajun staggered her eyes a little embarrassedly, and no one looked at her. She said firmly: "I think she has difficulties, and we should help her!"

Everyone: "..."

He didn't dare to look at Ling Lie.

Because he suddenly remembered when Ling Lie asked him how much he liked Morin in the afternoon, he answered, and then Ling Lie threw it to him: "You're not crazy, right?"

He didn't understand at that time.

Now he understands it!

Zhuoran and the others did not expect Ni Yajun to give such a suggestion. They were slightly stunned, but they both admired him for making such a choice.

Although he was unwilling, Zhuoran still had to remind: "Mr. Ni, Momo may not be Momo, what if she was Ling Yun's daughter?"

The fourth young master will definitely not tolerate Ling Yun’s daughter.

Your Majesty will not tolerate you, and the Ni family will not tolerate you!

At that time, even if Nuoyi has a family affection for the Morin whom he raised, he can only watch her die.

Ni Yajun had no way to answer Zhuoran's question.
Chapter completed!