Chapter 023 No. 404 [15] The destination has been decided, and I will borrow Jiang's house
The black car drove into the villa area.
The villa area has been around for some years. It has a comfortable and quiet environment, lush green plants, and a cool area when the sun is at its peak. It is a livable community.
"Master Jiang." The driver Peng Zhong answered the phone, "The Mo family's paternity test has come out. Miss Mo Qing's identity is indeed fake. Wen Yingxue is the biological daughter of the Mo family."
There had been a shower in the evening and it had stopped. The ground was damp and the sycamore leaves had fallen all over the ground, scattered here and there under the illumination of the lonely street lamps.
The wind brought coolness after the rain and blew the broken hair on his forehead. Jiang Ke looked at the leafy sycamore trees: "Didn't you do a paternity test?"
"The Mo family said that Huo Si and Mo Qing colluded, and the paternity test was fake." Peng Zhong couldn't quite understand the logic. "However, with the background of the Huo family, it's not right to covet the Mo family."
There is something fishy going on, and there must be something else going on.
Jiang Ke made no comment.
…
The lights are on in the villa.
There is an aunt in Jiang Ke's family who takes care of Jiang Ke's daily life.
In the past, when I heard the sound of vehicles, my aunt would come to greet me, but not today.
Jiang Ke didn't pay attention, and asked Peng Zhong to drive the car to the garage, and then entered the living room first. He noticed something strange the moment he entered the door, and his eyes narrowed, accurately capturing the person who shouldn't be in the house.
Mo Qing sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, leaning back at an angle, only holding a cup, and slowly sipping tea.
She wore a white suspender belt and denim shorts, with her hair tied back and loose. She wore white disposable slippers on her feet. Her fair and slender legs showed graceful arcs, and the tattoo on her ankle was still eye-catching.
"Back."
When he raised his eyes and saw Jiang Ke, Mo Qing put the tea cup on the coffee table, his posture was leisurely and leisurely, and his attitude of being anti-customer was really good.
Jiang Ke looked at her.
have to.
It seemed that he was "plotting" on him.
Peng Zhong parked the car and walked in. When he saw Mo Qing sitting in the living room, he was shocked and said: "Miss Mo, why are you here?"
Mo Qing thought he looked familiar and replied: "I want to live here for a while."
"..."
Peng Zhong was so shocked that he couldn't control his facial expression.
At this time, Mrs. Chen came out of the kitchen after hearing the commotion, holding a bowl of ginger soup in her hand. When she saw the two of them, she quickly said: "Mr. Jiang, Xiaozhong, you are back. I just made some ginger soup. I want to drink it."
A little bit to keep the cold away?”
"No need." Jiang Ke's eyes were fixed on Mo Qing, and there was no emotion or anger in his voice, "Follow me."
After saying that, he went upstairs.
Mo Qing glanced at his back, raised her eyebrows, stood up and followed him.
"Sister-in-law Chen, why did you let her in?" Peng Zhong frowned tightly, and the scene where Jiang Ke's aura was frozen three feet flashed through his mind.
"What's wrong?" Mrs. Chen didn't understand. "It happened to be raining heavily when she came. We can't let her fuck outside. I heard her name is Mo Qing. Didn't your brother say that Mo Qing is Mr. Jiang's niece?
, your relatives won’t let you in even when they come to your door?”
Peng Zhong said expressionlessly: "Not anymore."
Mrs. Chen was confused.
How can we be relatives sometimes and sometimes not?
*
study.
After Jiang Ke entered the door, he stopped and waited for Mo Qing, then stretched out his hand to loosen his tie.
When Mo Qing came in, he grabbed the door handle, pushed it out, closed the door, and said "sit". At the same time, he pulled off his tie and threw it aside.
Turning sideways, he unbuttoned his collar and found that Mo Qing was standing still, looking at him quietly.
Narrowing his eyes, he added: "Please?"
Mo Qing glanced at his well-proportioned and beautiful collarbone and said, "You're welcome."
"..."
Noticing her gaze, Jiang Ke glanced down. When the tip of his tongue touched his cheek, he only understood the second action.
Mo Qing sat down on the sofa.
"Covered."
Along with Jiang Ke's voice, a blanket was thrown over. Mo Qing reached out to grab a corner, and the blanket slowly fell down. She saw Jiang Ke's figure walking by.
Jiang Ke opened the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the evening breeze after the rain was fresh and natural, bringing a touch of coolness after pouring in.
He stood by the window, took out a cigarette, lit it, and the wind blew away the white smoke.
He looked sideways at Mo Qing, and his voice was hoarse and deep: "Want to stay at my house?"
"Um."
"You pretended to be the daughter of the Mo family and stole acupuncture needles at the auction. Every step you took was purposeful." Jiang Ke pointed it out directly, "Why should I lure a wolf into the house?"
The wind ruffled his broken hair, and his open collar was swaying slightly. He put it in his pocket with one hand and held a cigarette in the other. His slender figure was in a relaxed state, and his eyebrows were slightly unruly in the cold white light.
He was completely different from the one who was in the living room just now.
Mo Qing raised his chin slightly, and there was a flash of light on his finger. When he looked closely, he saw it was an acupuncture needle.
She asked: "Do you remember this?"
The cigarette between his fingers lit up wisps of white smoke, covering his face and eyes, and Jiang Ke's dark eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze.
"A set of acupuncture needles and a set of scalpels are considered legends in your medical community." Mo Qing said, "You are the person in charge of the EMO branch in Dongshi City, so you must know. You hid your identity and went to the auction for fear of fear.
Just like me."
Before coming, Huo Si told Mo Qing all the relevant background of Jiang Ke's disclosure.
EMO is a medical organization with certain influence internationally and has become an absolute authority in the world's medical field.
It gathers the world's top elites and controls super-first-class equipment and technology. At the same time, it also rates outstanding surgeons around the world, from low to high, in order of E, D, C, B, A, S.
Just an "E-class" is a surgeon's lifelong pursuit.
Wen Yingxue is a "C-level". This status alone is enough for the Mo family to drop everything and recognize Wen Yingxue. Therefore, the Mo family's clear stance is normal in Mo Qing's view.
However, Jiang Ke is young, but he is the head of the EMO branch.
In Dongshi City, anyone who needs medical treatment must respect him three points - of course, who doesn't need medical treatment?
"So what?" Jiang Ke was not surprised when Mo Qing explained his intention.
Mo Qing asked: "Do you know the Eighth Base?"
Jiang Ke frowned: "I don't know."
Mo Qing was a little surprised when she heard this answer, but she concealed her emotions and said: "An official organization mainly deals with some incredible things."
"continue."
Jiang Ke didn't say he believed it, nor did he say he didn't believe it.
"The matter they recently investigated is related to the tattoo on my ankle. It is said to be an illegal organization."
Mo Qing pulled off the blanket covering his knees, crossed his legs and shook his ankles, revealing the tattoo: "This organization is eyeing acupuncture needles and asked someone to take a picture of the acupuncture needles."
Mo Qing raised his eyes and said, "That's your nephew, Jiang Qihui. He has the same tattoo as me on his arm."
Everything she said was true.
However, her true purpose was completely concealed.
"What does it have to do with me?" Jiang Ke flicked the end of the cigarette with his fingers, and the ashes fell.
He didn't seem interested.
"It has something to do with me." Mo Qing's posture was very relaxed, staring at him with his narrow and dark eyes, and said word by word, "Since you are willing to help me hide the acupuncture needles, I guess you will be a little interested in me.
.”
Jiang Ke's eyes reflected her figure.
A strand of black hair rolled up gently fell down to the side of her slender neck. The contrast between black and white was sharp. She behaved calmly, her red lips curled slightly, and she played with a silver needle with her fingers, as if she had everything under control.
a long time.
The cigarette burned out and burned him.
*
Half an hour later, Jiang Ke and Mo Qing went downstairs together.
Mo Qing added a knitted sweater on top.
Jiang Ke buttoned up his collar and tied his tie again, meticulously. He suppressed all his uninhibitedness and looseness, and put on a serious face that was unsmiling.
