Chapter 413

Mind is a bit scattered, the same word, a series of wrong press several times.

She doesn't have any evidence at all. She went back to the United States just to find evidence.

Such an important thing, with the dangerous situation that Shisheng would be found at any time at that time, he would not take it with him. She must have made all the preparations and thought that something might happen to her. Then, who would she give this evidence to?

She is not familiar in China, and she and Muzi are the only people she knows.

But whatever you give them, it's easy to guess.

Then it's just America.

Mo Beicheng stares down at Nanqiao. She doesn't speak and he doesn't go.

The two men were deadlocked in a strange form.

The room is quiet.

I can hear the vibration of Nanqiao's mobile phone.

In the end, Nanqiao couldn't hold on, oh.

After Mo Beicheng went out, Nanqiao put down his cell phone and looked at the closed door blankly.

Gradually——

She raised her knees, folded her hands around her legs, and huddled herself together.

The face was buried deep between the legs.

It's very sad to quarrel.

Nanjo was even a little at a loss.

She never thought that such a bloody thing would happen to her.

……

Mo Beicheng went to the study with a straight face after he left the room.

Sister GUI gave Nanqiao some snacks. When she saw him, she stepped aside and called "Sir" respectfully.

Mo Beicheng's face was deep and indifferent. He looked at the delicate snacks in the dish and said, "is this for his wife?"

Nanqiao seldom adds food, and she eats a lot in the evening, so he stops to ask.

"Yes, my wife said she was hungry."

Mo Beicheng pondered for a few seconds, "my wife may not be in a good mood, you coax her to eat a little."

Sister GUI: "good."

What's this?

Another fight?

Isn't it very good these days? Why are you arguing again?

"My wife may not be in a good mood these days. Please coax her and cook more dishes she likes to eat."

My wife is picky about food.

During this period, the husband told her to balance nutrition, not only to do what Nanqiao likes to eat, so most of the dishes that Nanqiao usually doesn't touch.

Sister GUI

After giving orders, Mo Beicheng went to his study.

He lit a cigarette, bent down to pick up the mobile phone that fell on the ground, and dialed out.

The other end quickly picked up, "three less."

"I've been following my wife all these days," he said, half squinting, slightly opening his mouth and spitting out a cigarette ring. "You don't need to report her whereabouts to me. You just need to ensure her safety."

"... yes."

After he hung up, Mo Beicheng put his legs on the coffee table with his hands on his forehead and looked out of the window through the smoke.

bother it.

In the heart is vexed, Yan Jinzhi's telephone came, "three elder brothers, why?"? Come out and have a drink. "

……

Cufflink bar.

Yan Jin was very regretful after that, and she wanted to chop her hand.

Heart murmured: let you cheap, let you cheap, in a bad mood, will not drink at home, ah, must find him!

There were only two of them. They didn't go to the private room, so they found a seat in front of the bar in the hall.

Mo Beicheng sat on a high stool, most of his body lazily leaning against the bar, one foot on the foot of the chair, the other foot hanging lazily.

Black shirt and trousers outline his strong and well proportioned figure, with a strange face. Several women are ready to chat up, but they are forced back by his cold air.

Mo Beicheng took the glass and drank half of the whisky that the bartender had just poured.

Put the cup down.

The bartender poured him another glass.

Yan Jinzhi

This is the second bottle.

It's not like that.

Two people more than ten years brother, Yan Jin is very clear, three elder brothers this is the mood is not happy!

"Are you having trouble with your third sister-in-law again?"

The third brother is cold-blooded. He hides everything in his heart. He hasn't been interested in anything before. Later, when he married Shen Nanqiao, he could occasionally see some emotion on his face.

Mo Beicheng twisted his eyebrows, threw two pieces of ice into the cup, and let out a "gracious" sound.

"What's the matter? What's going on? "

I think it's serious.

However, the third brother's temperament is not serious, and he will not drink muggy wine.

Yan Jinzhi also drank a glass of wine with him. He was speechless in his heart. It was clearly that he and Shang shepherd's purse had a quarrel. He asked Mo Beicheng to come out for a drink and want to hear a word of comfort, but it turned out to be the opposite.