"Hey, Ian, why are you here?" Moser leaned against the door frame and whistled to his good brother.
"I went to the hospital to get the fingerprint report for you, and I met a little cutie." Zuo Ian handed the document to Moser, patted him on the shoulder, and walked into the house with his good brother.
"What? Are you in the mood for love?" He, Ian Zuo, is also in the mood for love? Moser couldn't help but tease his good brother.
Ian Zuo neither nodded nor shook his head. Is this considered acquiescence?
"By the way, where is your baby?" Zuo Ian looked around but didn't see Bai Ningxin, whom Moser often mentioned.
"I just fell asleep." Moser looked at the fingerprint comparison and angrily threw the document on the coffee table. "Now, Huang Silian can't argue anymore!"
Ian Zuo had just returned to T City from France in the morning. He took out the beautifully packaged long box from the trolley suitcase he had brought with him.
"This is the hairpin you asked for. Kelly redesigned it and made it unique in the world." Zuo Ian sat handsomely on the sofa and handed the box to Moser.
"Have you still not found the original hairpin?" Moser looked at the newly designed hairpin. It was exquisite, more lifelike than the previous butterfly hairpin, and worth a lot of money!
"I guess it's in the hands of this Huang Sirian. Someone saw her quietly picking up the hairpin on the runway." He had just arrived in T City in the morning and helped him investigate everywhere, and now he is free.
Moser and Zuo Ian clenched their fists and said, "Thank you."
"Why are you so polite? It's been so many years, brother." Zuo Ian turned around and picked up the key on the table: "Thank you, brother."