Chapter 379

"Hello, Muzi."

The wind in early spring is still chilly in winter. When Nanqiao comes out, he doesn't wear a coat. The wind blows on his skin and it hurts a little.

She rubbed her cold arms and looked ahead at the lake, which was shimmering in the night, and the Bush beside it.

"Nanqiao, Shisheng has made a reservation to return to America tonight."

Nanqiao brain that taut string "clank" to break, shock her whole brain is buzzing: "she go back to what? Take a knife and die with those scum? "

Muzi

Hang up the phone, South Joe from the address book to find when Sheng's number dial in the past, did not accidentally hear the receiver came out of the mechanical female voice: "sorry, you dial the phone has been turned off."

Nanqiao's lips tightly pursed into a line, holding the palm of the mobile phone slightly moist, eyebrow ruthlessly jumped twice.

After thinking for a few seconds, she turned to the brightly lit banquet hall not far away, put her cell phone in her bag and strode to the parking lot.

This kind of occasion can't avoid drinking, so most people come with the driver.

So is mo Beicheng.

Nanqiao didn't have to turn back to ask him to take the key, which also let her breathe a sigh of relief, so as not to find an excuse to explain to him.

"Drive."

The driver used to lie on the steering wheel for a nap. He and Mo Beicheng had been to this kind of occasion several times. They knew that it would not be over in a few hours. When they heard the door opening, they were startled. They suddenly opened their eyes and looked at the back seat, "madam?"

He looked outside again. There was no figure of Mo Beicheng. He saw that Nanqiao came out directly in his formal dress, even without his coat. His first reaction was that they were fighting again.

No wonder he thinks so.

He doesn't know whether sanshao's temperament is good or not, but he hasn't seen him lose his temper with any servant since he has been in Mo's house for so long. His wife looks like she has a good personality and speaks politely, but they often quarrel when they get together.

This month, he has seen three less taut face several times.

"Drive."

"The driver hesitated:" but madam, three little has not got on the bus yet, so it's not good to leave him behind

How shameless it is to be dumped by my wife on such an occasion.

"There's still some time left for the party. You can take me to a place first, and then come back to pick him up later."

"Yes," the driver started the car. "Where are you going, madam?"

"Baiyu road."

That section is mostly rental housing, rented to those migrant workers, and Shen Nanqiao's identity does not match, so she just reported the address, the driver subconsciously scanned her from the rearview mirror.

Baiyu road is quite far away, because I have to come back to meet Mo Beicheng. The driver drives very fast all the way.

Here we are.

Nanqiao did not get off immediately, but reached out and said, "give me your mobile phone."

Although the driver didn't know what the use of Nanqiao's mobile phone was, since it was his wife's order, he immediately took out his mobile phone from his pants bag and handed it over.

"Put the mobile phone here for the time being. If you ask about it later, say I went to find Muzi."

In fact, she didn't expect the driver to lie to Mo Beicheng. She took his mobile phone, but just wanted to delay for a while and go back from here, which was enough time for her to change places with Shi Sheng.

"Ma'am..."

Nanqiao has got out of the car.

The driver wants to cry and watch her walk into one of the dilapidated residential houses, but she can't rush to grab the mobile phone back.

If San Shao knew, he would be furious.

Now it's evening, even in the basement where the light is dim during the day, even the basic vision needs to be narrowed.

There was a faint smell of mildew in the cramped space. Nan Qiao tightened his long eyebrows and found the room where Shi Sheng lived according to the mark on the door. This place was originally a large room, but now it is separated by wooden boards into single rooms, each with only a few square meters.

Standing at the door, she could hear something inside.

Nanqiao knocked on the door, "Shisheng."

The sound inside stopped, and soon there was a footstep. The door was opened, and Shi Sheng, who was wearing a black down jacket, stood at the door, holding the door in one hand. "What's the matter with you?"

I don't know if it's because of the light. She looks haggard. Her unripe hair is naturally hanging on her shoulders and has no curl.

Nanqiao didn't wait for her to let go of the handle and ask her to go in. When she pushed it away, Sheng walked around her and closed the door, looking tense and serious, "didn't she ask you to wait for me? What are you doing back in America now? Before you deliver the evidence to the court, the Ji family will tear you down. "