Chapter 330

"Well," the husky voice of the man sounded after nearly five seconds of silence, "you go to check who has contact with his wife, the servant of the villa. I want the result before I get off work today."

Mo Beiting has already guessed a rough picture.

Although there are many people in the villa, there are not many people who can know the bottles and jars in his drawer. Moreover, the bodyguards are all the people selected by him. Knowing his rules, it is impossible to make such a low-level mistake.

Just after five o'clock in the afternoon, assistant Zhang sent the information of the investigation, "San Shao, this is the information you want."

Mo Beiting flipped it, looked at it and threw it aside.

After work, he went around to the resort to meet Shen Yiqiao. It was winter and it was dark early. When he arrived, it was completely dark.

Yi Qiao unconsciously shrunk her shoulders and wrapped the scarf around her neck. When the light passed, she raised her hand to block her eyes and turned her head.

Mo Beiting got out of the car, wrapped the petite woman in her arms, and touched her cold hand. He could not help but scold in a low voice, "why don't you wait in the office?"

As she said this, she opened the car door and stuffed her into the co pilot. After reaching her body and adjusting the temperature of the air conditioner to the maximum, she tied her seat belt.

Yi Qiao pursed lips and smile, "I didn't come out long, the office is far away."

She stayed at the construction site for a day. Even though she had paid attention to it, it was inevitable that she would be disheartened. When Mo Beiting looked down at her and dropped her eyes, "she was covered with ashes."

"I didn't say I was going to kiss you."

Yi Qiao subconsciously looks up, the thin lip of the man presses down, heavily kisses on her lip.

It's just the kind of kiss that the skin is close to, without any lust.

After kissing, he twisted his eyebrows and said, "sure enough, it's a layer of ash."

Yi Qiao

Although she is light tempered, she is a woman after all. It's instinctive nature for a woman to care about her appearance.

At the moment, he started to face up and clapped his hand unhappily. He said, "get out of the way."

Mo Beiting laughed and stopped teasing her. He closed the door and went around the door to the cab.

It's already eight o'clock when I got home. Sister Rong called at six o'clock and knew that Mo Beiting and Yi Qiao were coming back for dinner. She had dinner ready early.

Hearing the sound of the car engine, he hurried to open the door and took his slippers. "Sir, madam, you can have dinner."

"Well, thank you."

It's Yiqiao.

Elder sister Rong has known Mo Beiting's character for some time. Although she doesn't talk much, she has a good temper. Even if she doesn't do well, she won't say anything.

So Mo Beiting didn't speak, and she didn't care.

Yi Qiao wanted to take a bath before eating. Mo Beiting forced her on the dining stool. "It's eight o'clock now. You're in poor health and slow to take a bath. If you faint in the bathroom, I have to take you out."

How much can it cost to take her out? What does his full dislike mean.

"Who let you hold it?"

Yi Qiao murmurs in a low voice, but still starts to eat with chopsticks.

Rong Jie is very careful in her work. What Yiqiao puts in front of her is always her favorite dish.

After dinner, Yiqiao went upstairs to take a bath.

Mo Beiting put down his chopsticks, wiped his lips with a paper towel, and looked at sister Rong without expression. Wen Wen said faintly, "sister Rong, when you first came here, the agency should have told you what to do and what not to do."

"Said," although elder sister Rong didn't know what she had done wrong, she was still inexplicably uneasy when Mo Beiting stared at her, and her voice was very low. "Sir, where did I do wrong?"

The man's fingers casually clasped the table top, "how can madam know what those bottles and cans in my drawer are for?"

Seeing that Mo Beiting asked about it, sister Rong was so surprised that her pupils dilated. She quickly explained, "it's my wife who asked about you and your wife's daily life that day. I saw it by accident when I cleaned it last time. At that time, I talked a lot. After that, I regretted it."

Mo Beiting looked at her flustered behavior, his eyes were particularly deep, and his tone was full of an inborn ferocity, "do you regret taking her money?"

"I'm just confused about money. My wife said that she just cares about you and wants to know more about your life. I also understand her feelings as a mother, so..."

Elder sister Rong was more and more flustered. She thought it was really like what her wife said. She only needed to make a phone call every day to report it. Even if her husband found out at that time and the news was disclosed to his mother, it would not be a big problem.