Chapter 142

"It's good to know each other, but they are their own." The big bear was a little sad, but he soon recovered his seriousness. "Miss, we have investigated the situation of duqiwen hot spring villa. There is no news from the master."

"No?"

"Yes, our people disguised as tourists and stayed in the villa for three days. They have searched everywhere and there are no suspicious signs."

"What about Dongjiang coast villa?" Asked fontall.

"We have investigated the Dongjiang coast villa. There lives a woman who should be Du Qiwen's secret lover. It is said that she is six or seven months pregnant. I don't know if she doesn't want the woman to be known by the outside world. The place where the woman lives is heavily guarded and no one is allowed to go in and out. Therefore, it takes some time to sneak in."

Where on earth was father hidden by Duckie? That woman... Could it be Xuemi?

Just then, Jin Xuanyao's mobile phone was singing and spinning on the glass tea table. Jin Xuanyao picked up the phone and looked at the number on it. After hesitating for a few seconds, she still connected the phone.

"What's up?"

"I heard something happened to you this afternoon. Are you all right now?"

Just as Jin Xuanyao was thinking about how Mo Ziqi knew about the afternoon, a voice came from the receiver, "I'm downstairs."

The last question hasn't been thought about. The next question comes again. How does Mo Ziqi know where she lives? The voice continues to come from the receiver, "it's snowing, so... I'll come and see you."

Jin Xuanyao went to the window and opened the curtains. There were really small snowflakes floating outside the glass window, and several pieces were still parked on the glass. Downstairs, under the dim street lamp, a small figure is waving to her. He seems to be holding something in his hand.

"Who?" Fangtuoer also came over and looked out of the window, "Oh, that boy is your fan."

Jin Xuanyao smiled slightly, "I'll go down and have a look."

"Then you wear thicker. It will cool down at night." Fontall warned.

Jin Xuanyao took a down jacket and put it on her. She opened the door and went downstairs. There are few people living in this community, which is very secluded and cold. It is said that because there is water around, people are afraid that their money will be taken away by running water. Therefore, even if the environment is the best and the house price is the lowest, few people come to live here.

The curly hair was scattered by the occasional cold wind, and the yellow light sprinkled on her slightly haggard face, as if the sadness of the whole world had been shrouded, which made people feel distressed.

Du Qiwen is right. That man will only destroy the goddess in her heart. In this world, only he can save her from pain. Only he really wants to make her happy and smile.

"Is it cold?" Mo Ziqi held the glasses on his face and smiled. "I'm sorry to bother you so late. In fact... You see how beautiful the snowflakes are."

Jin Xuanyao looked at him and put his hands in the pocket of his down jacket. "If you have anything to say, what's in your hand?"

"This..." Mo Ziqi lifted the carton in his hand. "In fact, today is my birthday. I originally planned to spend it alone, but... I told myself that if it doesn't snow tonight, I'll have my own birthday. If it snows tonight, I hope there is another you in my birthday."

"Today is your birthday? I'm really incompetent as a boss." Jin Xuanyao pursed her lips. There were so many things happening today that it seemed that she had to go to hell. "You should have told me earlier so that the other employees of the company... We can celebrate together."

"No, I didn't mean that." Mo Ziqi put the carton on the bench next to the flower bed and opened the carton. Inside was a palm sized chocolate birthday cake.

"My birthday, you are enough."

Mo Ziqi was wearing a royal blue down jacket and a blue and white felt hat. His cheeks were thin, his cheekbones were slightly raised, and his shallow lips were slightly raised. His smile seemed to warm this winter night.

"I've wanted to tell you something for a long time. In the past, I didn't think I was qualified to tell you. Although I'm more unqualified than before, if I don't talk, I'll hate myself all my life."

A small, clean eraser lay in the palm of my hand, and occasionally a snowflake fell on it, but they were soon fused by the temperature above.

Jin Xuanyao narrowed her eyes slightly, and her heart "clicked" and splashed a big splash. She seemed to know what Mo Ziqi was going to say, but she was not in the mood to listen now and would not be interested in listening in the future.

"Some words may be better than none."

"No, I must tell you, I must tell you."

When she was a student, before she met Lin Ruicheng, she never knew what it was like to be confessed. Maybe she was excited or shy, but she would never be depressed now.

Mo Ziqi stepped forward and took off the black scarf on his neck. Jin Xuanyao wanted to refuse, but she couldn't defeat Mo Ziqi's strength. He arbitrarily wrapped his scarf around her neck.

"I know you don't like using other people's things, but it's too cold. Don't catch a cold."

"Since I'm worried about my cold, I'd better go back first."

Mo Ziqi stretched out his hand and grabbed her arm. Her cold heart had not changed at all. "Really don't you even give me a chance to speak?"

"You know..."

"I know it's self humiliation, but I still want to say it."

Mo Ziqi's tough attitude was unexpected to Jin Xuanyao. In the impression, Mo Ziqi is shy, gentle and delicate. He has never been so strong and threatening as tonight.

"Forget it, since you don't want to hear it, I won't say anything. I'll never do anything that makes you unhappy." Mo Ziqi's suddenly softened attitude made Jin Xuanyao slightly stunned.

"Look at..." Mo Ziqi spread his hands and laughed at himself. He was helpless and sad. "I just hope you can spend my birthday with me."

Jin Xuanyao looked at the chocolate cake on the bench. She really couldn't bear to refuse such a humble him. She sat on the bench, "I'm not very good at giving people a birthday."

"It doesn't matter. You just need to sit and look at me."

Mo Ziqi also sat on the bench. He placed the cake between the two, hooked a little white cream with his fingers and wiped it on the tip of his nose. "It is said that this will bring a lot of good luck to the birthday star."

Jin Xuanyao was provoked by his childish behavior. When she was a child, when her father celebrated her birthday, she also liked to wipe cream on the tip of her nose, not only on the tip of her nose, but also on her forehead and face.

"You can also wipe some and touch the luck of my birthday..."

"Ah --"

While she was not paying attention, Mo Ziqi wiped the residual cream from his fingers off Jin Xuanyao's face, but

"Uh... Sorry, I accidentally got your eyes."

Jin Xuanyao covered her eyes and shook her head. Mo Ziqi hurriedly took out a paper towel from her bag and carefully wiped it for her, "is it better?"

"Never mind." Jin Xuanyao also took some paper towels and wiped them. In fact, it's really nothing. The cream didn't touch her eyes at all. It just shook in front of her eyelids.

"It's all right. If I really hurt your eyes, I'll be guilty." Mo Ziqi carefully wiped almost no cream for her, "don't move, there's still something on her hair."

Jin Xuanyao sat quietly. Mo Ziqi's black pupils were right in front of her. The hot air from his breath sprinkled on her face, a little itchy and hot.

Suddenly, a strong beam of lights shot through her body.

Jin Xuanyao covered her eyes with her hands and turned back. In the glare, a tall figure in a black coat came up to her, like flocculent snowflakes playfully falling on his head and shoulders

"How did you... Come back?" Jin Xuanyao asked, looking at the face colder than this cold night.

"What? I'm not here at the right time? I'm disturbing you?" Lin Ruicheng clenched his fist tightly. He only knew that every word he said, his teeth clenched.

Jin Xuanyao frowned, "what are you talking about?"

"I'm talking nonsense? What's this?" Lin Ruicheng pointed to the cake on the bench and slapped it. He threw the chocolate cake on the ground. "What's this? What's this?"

Their faces were stained with cream from the cake, and they were just leaning against each other. It was clear that they were playing kissing. If he doesn't come over again, will they go to the room

Jin Xuanyao looked at the cake that was smashed on the ground and rubbed it up at once. "Are you crazy enough? This is someone else's birthday. Why did you fall for someone else!"

"Oh, birthday?" After Lin Ruicheng's strange sneer, his eyes filled with angry flames, "do you need to wear his scarf on his birthday? Who are you? Can you use everything? What's your relationship? How long have you been with him behind my back?"

"Cough ~ ~"

He tugged at the scarf around her neck as if to strangle her. Jin Xuanyao is also bored. Is this scarf really tight around her neck? Or is Lin Ruicheng really going to strangle her?

"Sir, calm down. You'll hurt her like this. Calm down, she'll be out of breath..."

"Get out of the way!"

Lin Ruicheng kicked Mo Ziqi in the stomach, which made Mo Ziqi roll on the ground.

"Cough ~ ~ ~" Jin Xuanyao blushed and clenched Lin Ruicheng's sleeves with both hands. She seemed to have heard the creaking of the bones of her neck.

He was both familiar and strange. His eyes closed gently, but no tears fell. Is this fate? It's not the people whose hands are stained with family blood who really kill you, but the people who love him and you think he loves you. "Cough..."

What did she do wrong and die at his hands

The sharp nails rose and went down in an arc. Lin Ruicheng was caught off guard. Several blood marks were caught on his face, and the strength of his hand was loosened. Jin Xuanyao fell on the ground paved with cold stones.

"You dare catch me." Lin Ruicheng touched his hot cheek. She made so much effort that he felt the pain of being gouged out on half of his face.

Jin Xuanyao stood up from the ground, took off the scarf that almost killed her, and gave it back to Mo Ziqi who couldn't stand straight in pain. Just then, fontall and Locke rushed over.

"What's the situation? Why is it fighting?" Fontor asked in wonder.

Locke looked down at the little woman around her. She ran down without even wearing her coat. Take off his coat and put it on her, "Sir wants to see the snow with Xuanyao..."