Chapter 1064

Just after returning home, Mu Junhao received a phone call and immediately changed his clothes and went out.

Song Xiaoya tied a bow tie to him. Seeing his anxious appearance, she couldn't help asking, "what happened?"

"No, just a little thing. I'll be right back!"

Mu Junhao's pace is a little urgent. Before he leaves, he kisses song Xiaoya on his forehead. "Don't think too much. I really have something to do when I go out. It's nothing else!"

Song Xiaoya reached out to push him, trying to laugh, "go ahead, I don't doubt you anything!"

"My wife is so good! My husband's gone! "

Song Xiaoya watched him leave and shook his head funny.

It seems that he is very self-conscious of his past bad deeds, and he cares more than she does.

Church, workers are in full swing to decorate the wedding site.

Mu Junhao is seriously discussing with the manager in charge.

He demands perfection in every detail, from a bunch of flowers in the venue to the wall in the background. He is more careful than hundreds of millions of orders.

He deliberately conceals song Xiaoya, just want to give her a perfect and surprise wedding, so absolutely don't allow the slightest mistake.

The manager listened to Mu Junhao's request all the way, wiping sweat and nodding.

"Yes, I remember! Don't worry, I'll never miss you

Nima, this is too much pressure.

Wedding companies thought it was a beautiful job to make money, as long as they fooled around. They used to do this before. Anyway, these rich people don't need money, as long as they are luxurious and dignified.

He didn't expect mu shaori to be so picky about the details of the wedding. The workers have been changed several times, and the design has been changed several times. However, mu shaori is still not satisfied. He doesn't come to supervise the wedding personally.

Tears ~

it's not easy to make some money!

manager was crazy about Tucao in his mind, but he was smiling, wrinkled eyes and make complaints about a flower.

"Yes! Be sure to change it according to your requirements! "

Mu Junhao looks at a place on the drawing and frowns slightly. He doesn't know what kind of color background Xiaoya likes?

He felt his pocket and wanted to send a message to song Xiaoya to ask her what she liked.

When I touched his pants pocket, I found that he had just changed his clothes and forgot to take out his mobile phone.

……

After Song Xiaoya sends Mu Junhao back, the housekeeper walks towards her, holding a black mobile phone.

"What's the matter?"

"Ma'am, sir, I left my cell phone in my pants pocket. The servant in the laundry took it out of his pocket."

Song Xiaoya takes it.

This guy is always forgetful. He is in a hurry to leave his cell phone at home.

Just thinking about it, the mobile phone in my hand rings.

Is the caller ID a strange number or a landline number.

Song Xiaoya frowned, worried that it was a matter of work, connected.

"Hello! Who are you looking for, please

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. It seemed that it was a female voice.

"Hello! Is this Mr. Mu's number, please

"Yes! Who are you, please

A listen is mu Junhao's number, the other end of humanity: "please tell Mr. mu, his mother is now in the police station, let him come to the police station at 20 o'clock."

"What? Is Mrs. Mu at the police station? "

Hung up the phone, song Xiaoya worried.

The police said on the phone that Mrs. Mu had a fight and was taken into the police station by the police.

Things sound very anxious. Now Mu Junhao's mobile phone has been left at home. She is so anxious.

She walked back and forth, thought about it, and called Wang Yi.

Wang Yi doubts: "the president didn't come to the company, didn't he come to you?"

"Didn't go to the company?" Song Xiaoya is stunned.

Just now, he was so worried when he went out. He thought that he was in a company emergency. This guy is in such a hurry. Where is he going?

"Ai ~ ~"

it seems that Mu Junhao can't be contacted now, but Mrs. Mu's affairs are urgent.

Song Xiaoya bit her lip, grasped the finger of the mobile phone, and made a decision in her heart.

She's going to the police station to bring Mrs. Mu back.

She has never been a person of revenge, not to mention the other party or his favorite person's mother.

If anything really happened to Mrs. mu, her conscience would be upset.

Song Xiaoya greets the housekeeper and goes out eagerly.

The housekeeper is not at ease, "madam, I'll go with you. I'll take care of anything."

Song Xiaoya nodded, "good!"

The housekeeper immediately went to arrange for the driver. An hour later, they appeared at the door of the police station.Song Xiaoya glanced at the majestic characters at the door and strode to the hall.

Just walked to the door, transparent door opened from inside, a pair of bright handmade shoes appeared in front of me.

"Song Xiaoya?"

The other side didn't seem to expect to meet her here, with a trace of doubt.

Song Xiaoya looks up in amazement, and a handsome face comes into her eyes.

"Li Xin!" She exclaimed in surprise.

Just wanted to ask him what he was doing here, and soon understood that Leng Si was being guarded here.

Li Xin holds the golden frame and looks up and down at Song Xiaoya with sharp eyes, then sneers coldly.

"Ruddy complexion, looks like a good life!"

“……” Song Xiaoya frowned slightly.

Li Xin's tone is not to greet old friends. It sounds more like irony.

Because of Leng Si, Li Xin had a lot of bad views on her.

Li Xin is Leng Si's friend and naturally stands in lengsi's position.

For this matter, she did not want to think too much, and did not want to make unnecessary explanation and struggle.

With a smile, she stepped back and let Li Xin out.

Li Xin looked at her smiling face. The look on her face became very ugly. He gave a cold hum.

"Song Xiaoya, are you proud that you have done so much harm to brother Leng?"

“……” Song Xiaoya was shocked.

Li Xin gritted his teeth, "when you are happy, have you ever thought about what kind of life brother Leng is living now? You ruined him

“……”

Li Xin raises his feet and pauses when he passes by song Xiaoya. He looks at her coldly and indifferently, and points out: "it's unfair to be naive!"

“……” Song Xiaoya clenches her fingers.

Seeing this, the housekeeper was angry and said, "Sir, please keep your mouth clean!"

"Housekeeper!" Song Xiaoya yelled and shook her head at the housekeeper, "let him go!"

Song Xiaoya didn't want to cause more trouble, but her behavior became guilty in Li Xin's eyes.

With a cold snort, he stepped out of the police station.

The housekeeper looked at Song Xiaoya's white face and asked anxiously, "madam, are you ok?"

Song Xiaoya hooked up her lips and forced out a smile on her white face, "it's OK, let's go in!"

At the police station, Mrs. Mu was sitting in the dark detention room. Her face was scratched and her hair was in a mess. If she was not familiar with her, she could not help but be the lady with dignity.

"Bang Dang".

Hearing the sound of opening the door, Mrs. Mu turned her head in surprise, "Jun......"

Turning around, song Xiaoya's beautiful face came into view, and the smile on her face suddenly froze.

"Why are you? Where's my son? "

Song Xiaoya took a step forward and explained: "Mu Junhao left his mobile phone at home. I couldn't reach him, so I came!"

“……” Mrs. Mu's eyebrows moved slightly.

When I think of what Li Weiwei has done and what song Xiaoya has done, I feel guilty and guilty.

She coughed softly, covered up her embarrassment and said, "Xin Thank you for your hard work

Thank you so much

Song Xiaoya was stunned. She almost thought she had heard wrong. It took a long time for her to react that Mrs. Mu didn't reject her and thank her?

She slightly raised her lips, "it's not hard, it's what we should do for the younger generation! The formalities have been completed. You can come with me! "

"Good!"

Looking at the smile on Song Xiaoya's face, Mrs. Mu was in a mixed mood.

She really despises song Xiaoya and hates song Xiaoya, but now the person she loves and trusts most deceives herself, while the person she hates most laughs so sincerely at herself.