Mo Sheng stopped the car, and Yan Xihua walked out of it, turning her head to look at him, "What's that letter Zhong Kun said about?"
Mo En opened the door and came out, threw the car key in his hand to the bodyguard, and walked in with her, "It was said that it was left by the eloquent King Lin of our family, and it is now in the hands of the second elder."
Yan Xihua frowned, "Take it."
Mo Sheng raised his eyebrows, "You want it?"
She nodded, "There must be what we are looking for inside."
Mo Sheng shrugged nonchalantly and naturally put his arms around her waist, "If you want it, I'll get it for you." From his cynical attitude, you can always hear a bit of indulgence towards him.
Yan Xihua quietly lowered her eyes, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.
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In the past few days, Huanhuan has been concentrating on raising her baby. No matter how many supplements Sister Zhong stewed for her, she drank them all meticulously. Due to the good conditioning, her body became slightly fatter and her face became more and more rosy.
Shui Qingqing and Sang Yu were always by her side, and Ah Yin would always run to her room when she had nothing to do. Huanhuan knew in her heart that they were afraid that she would be bored, so they would find ways to relieve her boredom. In fact,
, Huanhuan's state of mind has changed a lot since she met the father and saved the baby in her belly.
Mo Jia named the child "Mo Hen" because she had foreseen her own end. This child is his continuation, and she will take good care of him no matter what!
Someone knocked on the door.
"I'll go." Ah Yin stood up, opened the door, and saw Di Yunxiao standing at the door, habitually speaking in a bad tone, "What are you doing?"
Di Yunxiao shook the phone in his hand, looked past her, and landed on Huanhuan, "It's for you."
"Who?" Huan Huan couldn't figure out who would call Di Yunxiao. She took it suspiciously, "Hello?" She was startled when she heard the deep voice coming from the other side, "Is it you?"
Ah Yin looked at Huanhuan curiously, then approached Di Yunxiao who was leaning against the door, "Hey, Mr. Di, who is looking for Huanhuan?"
Di Yunxiao curled up his lips and smiled, his warm eyes as calm as water, "He can be considered an old friend."
Knowing that he didn't want to say anything and that no one else could find out, Ah Yin curled her lips and said, "What's the point? If you don't tell me, forget it!" She closed the door without any politeness and almost hit the straight bridge of Di Yunxiao's nose.
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He touched his nose, shook his head helplessly and laughed, turned around and went downstairs.
Huanhuan listened quietly to what was said, and then said, "Thank you." Then she hung up the phone and stood on the balcony, her eyes looking deep and confused for a moment.
Ah Yin observed her face and saw that she had no intention of saying more, so she didn't ask any more questions and just put the matter aside.
"A Yin, is there any news from Mu Chuan and the others?" Shui Qingqing asked while peeling some fruit. A Yin sat next to her and put his arms around her slender waist, "Why, do you miss him?"
Shui Qingqing shuddered, "Who wants to think about that weird guy with no taste? It's just that without him, it seems a lot more deserted."
"Isn't that just a thought?" A Yin smiled and winked at Sang Yu, "Beauty Xiao Yu, don't you think so?"
Sang Yu just smiled and pointed at Shui Qingqing's chest, meaning to ask her to ask her heart.
"Hey, what do you two mean?" Shui Qingqing quit and quickly clarified, "Don't you think it would be a lot more lively if he was around to show off his tricks?"
Ah Yin smiled seductively, "Haha, yes, there must be an audience. If Mu Jangjin knew that you admired him so much, he would definitely be happy."
"I don't appreciate him anymore, I just...forget it, I won't tell this woman like you!" Shui Qingqing blushed because of A Yin's laughter, blaming herself for talking too much.
Sang Yu smiled, turned her head and saw Huanhuan standing next to her. She stood up and walked over, gesturing considerately and saying, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Huanhuan turned around and shook her head, "It's okay." She walked over, sat down with them, and suddenly said, "Qingqing, where's your fortune telling stone?"
"Well, it's in my room." When Shui Qingqing mentioned it, she felt a little regretful, "This was given to me by the witch, but now it's become a piece of waste stone, and I can't see anything."
"Bring it here and show it to me, okay?"
"Well, no problem!" Shui Qingqing immediately went to get it and handed it to Huanhuan.
Huanhuan stroked the smooth black stone with both hands, but as expected there was no reaction at all. She raised her head and asked, "Can you put it here with me for now?"
Shui Qingqing nodded generously, "You can just leave it here if you like."
Huan Huan smiled and put away the fortune telling stone.
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"Ah sneeze—" Mu Chuan sneezed, wiped his nose, and muttered, "Who scolded me behind my back again?"
Zhong Kun sat in the car, staring at the villa not far away, and answered without looking back, "You should ask who will like you."
Mu Chuan disagreed, "Brother looks like a jade tree in the wind, who wouldn't like it?" He looked over there and put his hands behind his head helplessly, "Uncle Kun, we have been staring at him all day and night, and we haven't seen him yet.
If someone comes out, is it useful to wait and watch like this?"
Zhong Kun turned his head and glanced at him, "Who said we were monitoring here?"
Muchuan was stunned, "Then what are you doing here?"
"Waiting for someone." Zhong Kun dropped these two words and continued to look back.
Mu Chuan was confused and wanted to ask more questions when he saw the large closed iron door opened and a person walked out and headed straight for their car.
Mo Sheng was wearing a black casual suit, with his hands in his pockets. He walked over here and raised his hand to knock on the car window. Zhong Kun lowered the car window and greeted with a smile on his face, "Young Master Sheng."
Mo Sheng looked at the two people coldly and said casually, "The second elder has a little grandson. He is four years old this year. He is treated as a darling." As he said that, he took out a piece of paper from his pants pocket and handed it over, "This is
Above is the address of the kindergarten he attends."
Zhong Kun smiled and took it, "Leave this matter to us."
Mo Sheng said no more, turned around and walked back.
Mu Chuan blinked, "Uncle Kun, what is this? He... cooperated with us?"
"Your IQ is really worrying." Zhong Kun started the car and backed up, "Hey, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you, the chief special assistant of the underworld, to be a kidnapper in a while."
Mu Chuan understood and smiled, his eyes shining, "No problem!"