509. Chapter 509 There is a kind of mourning cry: admire Fan 28
Three o'clock in the morning.
When the phone rang for the fifteenth time, Mu Wanqing, who was curled up on the floor like a shrimp whose shell had been peeled off, finally moved.
She stiffened her body and walked slowly towards the phone.
Seeing Ke Qingtian's phone number flashing on the phone screen, she lowered her eyes, hesitated, and finally picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.
"Wanqing, did something unexpected happen?! Why haven't you contacted your adoptive father recently?! How is the matter I asked you to do?! Have you found out Yang Mufan's recent movements?! Or, have you?
Discovered something unusual about him?! I have figured out where Lian Jing is being held, and I am just waiting for the right opportunity to take rescue action..."
Mu Wanqing stood expressionless in the darkness, listening to Ke Qingtian's voice pouring into her eardrums, and she remained silent for a long time.
"Wanqing?!"
"Hey, Wanqing?!"
"Are you listening?!"
"Wanqing, what's wrong with you?! Did something happen?!"
"..."
…
When Ke Qingtian urgently called her name on the other end of the phone, she just whispered: "Father, I'm listening."
"Isn't it inconvenient for you...? If you can't trust your adoptive father and are worried about Yang Mufan's safety, and your adoptive father doesn't want to force you, the worst he can do is think of other ways and just hang up."
"No need, foster father, I have figured out Yang Mufan's recent movements." Mu Wanqing held her phone and said in a hoarse voice, "Yang Mufan will have a very important event tomorrow night. The address, time and
I’ll send you the route in a moment.”
After receiving the news, Ke Qingtian's tone became slightly kinder. He said, "Wanqing, thank you for your hard work. When we rescue Lian Jing, we will thank you very much."
Mu Wanqing said: "There is no need to thank you. Lian Jing was arrested because of me. It is my responsibility and obligation to rescue him safely."
Ke Qintian said: "Yang Mufan has always been cunning and treacherous. I'm worried that he will suddenly change his mind tomorrow, so Wanqing, please do another favor for your adoptive father..."
Mu Wanqing spent the whole day, like a puppet, sitting on the sofa in the hall, looking through the glass window at Yang Mufan who was building wooden houses in the garden with his diaper.
She also played with Diaper in stacking wooden houses.
But, pile it up once and pour it out once.
But accompanied by Yang Mufan, the beautiful castle was quickly built, and Diaper happily climbed around in the castle.
Every time, her eyes fell on Yang Mufan, and when she saw the bright golden sunlight shining on his flawless face, she couldn't help but raise her hand to pinch her wrist.
The wound from last night finally scabbed over, so she pinched it again with sharp nails, and blood gushed out effortlessly.
De's wife, who was carrying an exquisite fruit plate, came out of the kitchen and wanted to go to the garden to deliver some fruits to Yang Mufan and Diaper. However, as soon as she walked out of the kitchen, she saw Mu Wanqing's wrist was a shocking red, and she was scared to death.
The fruit plate in my hand almost fell to the ground.
