Thinking about the girl's current state, Long Qingtian said decisively: "I will handle this matter."
Long Qingtian opened his mouth, but Mo Jiayi couldn't say anything else. She paused and said: "Qingtian, can you take Xiaojiu home? I checked the affairs of Dongjiao No. 1 Middle School overnight, and there are some things.
I want to make it clear to Xiaojiu face to face, I..."
"She is not fit to go home now."
The cold voice directly interrupted Mo Jiayi's words.
Mo Jiayi paused for a moment, then said after a while: "Then can you tell me your location? Qingtian, don't be too busy rejecting me. Xiaojiu has suffered over the years. I, I know that I am not a qualified mother.
But...I am her mother after all."
I am her mother after all.
With one sentence, Long Qingtian swallowed the words of rejection he was about to say.
Think about it, every time Mo Jiu looks at Mo Jiayi, his eyes are cold and distant, but who can tell whether there is expectation and desire in her eyes?
Long Qingtian, who has been without a mother since childhood, understands this feeling deeply.
So he paused and gave the address.
Mo Jiayi immediately thanked her happily.
After hanging up the phone, Long Qingtian made a few more calls and asked the Long family's lawyer to handle the matter. After all, although Mo Jiu was a suspect for the time being, there was no definite evidence pointing to Mo Jiu, and the police couldn't do anything.
Not long after, Long Qingtian received a reply from the lawyer, and the matter at the police station was settled.
Mo Jiu, who had been in the master bedroom, had no idea about these things.
After Long Qingtian left, she stared at the ceiling until noon. She was so hungry that Mo Jiu got up, casually took a shower, put on Long Qingtian's loose shirt, and stretched out her slender white legs.
Exposed, she sat cross-legged on the bed, picked up gauze and ointment, and wanted to apply medicine to her wounds.
The medicine was ready, but I couldn't wrap up the gauze with just one hand.
He wanted to go out and find someone for help, but then he thought of the man's reaction just now. Mojiu thought about it, gave up the idea, and continued to tinker with his head.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Before Mojiu could adjust his arms, the door opened with a creak.
When Long Qingtian came in, he saw this scene.
The girl sat cross-legged on the bed, her white legs exposed, and the loose shirt further accentuated the girl's petite figure. She raised her head, and when she saw herself, there was a strange charm in her eyes.
As soon as the tall and straight man walked in, Mo Jiu immediately felt a depressing atmosphere in the room.
Looking at the man's stern face, her heart jumped violently.
Then she stared blankly at him as he slowly walked over and gently raised her arm. Until the man re-bandaged her wound, Mo Jiu was still looking up at him blankly.
The girl's expression at this moment was like a kitten that was afraid of being abandoned by its owner.
This look made Long Qingtian very helpless. He treated Mo Jiu's wound with a straight face. After all, he couldn't bear the girl to be in such a frightened state, especially after hearing about the girl's soft and soft brother, he stretched out his big hand.
, gently stroked her head and touched the soft hair, Long Qingtian felt warm in his heart.
"Don't take a shower these two days to avoid infection."
The low but gentle voice with a hint of doting made Mo Jiu's heart drop into his stomach.
She knew she had done something wrong, that she was willful and ignorant.
But what to do?
Every time she faced Long Qingtian, she felt as if her little heart was about to jump out of her heart with excitement, and she even said some words without thinking about the consequences.
