Muqiqi's face is as calm as water, but his heart is surging.

Somehow, she can't help but think of muxueer.

Think of her arrogant words in the hospital.

Heart, a little down.

At last, it was as if a big stone was pressing on the bottom of the sea.

"Mr. Mo's cell phone is off. Please call Miss Xueer with special help of Zhou to see if Mr. Mo is in her place. The young master is clamoring for him. He will not come back and the young master will not sleep." Muqiqi said this calmly.

Zhou Hua's heart was shaking. His hand was shaking.

Although Mo and miss Mu's affairs have not been disclosed to the public, the people around them all know it.

But now miss Mu said these words, didn't they kill him?

He made this call. If Mo is not in muxueer's place, it's OK. If he is... Isn't he an outsider?

"Er, it's estimated that there's a traffic jam on the road. Miss Mu coaxes the young master first. Maybe Mr. Mo will go back soon." This, Zhou Hua oneself pinches sweat.

The meeting ends at 9:00. It's 10:10 now. Even in the rush hour, it's not likely to be blocked for such a long time.

Muqiqi replied expressionless, then hung up the phone like this.

No matter what happened on the way or not, his cell phone was turned off, which made Muqiqi feel very abnormal.

With a deep breath, she put the phone book on the coffee table and pedaled upstairs.

Wang Bozhan looked at Muqiqi's back when he went upstairs. He sighed. He was obviously angry.

······It was already half past eleven in the night when Mo yanjue came back.

Wang Bo didn't dare to sleep all the time. He saw that the young master came in and hurried to meet him.

a pungent perfume came into Wang Bo's nose, and Wang Bodang sneezed.

"Wang Bo, you should pay attention to your health." Mo yanjue asked Wang Bo to change his shoes.

Wang Bo's mouth light smoke, "young master, Miss Mu to call you did not get through, called Zhou special help."

"Well!" Mo yanjue replied calmly, took off his suit coat and handed it to Wang Bo, as if nothing had happened.

"Miss Mu asked special help Zhou to call Miss Xueer to see if you were at Miss Xueer's house..." Wang Bo was worried, but he could only express this implicitly.

Sure enough, hearing Miss Xueer's four words, Mo yanjuerton stopped.

The brow of the sword slightly twisted. He turned his head and looked at Uncle Wang.

"That's what she said?"

"Yes, the young master has gone to bed, but miss Mu says that the young master is crying for you, so let Zhou special help to ask." Wang Bo replied truthfully, thinking that the young master would have to figure out a way to deal with it later.

Deep Mou collected collect, he thought Mu Qiqi should know what, otherwise also won't think Mu Xueer to go there.

"Yes, I see. Go to have a rest."

"Good!" Wang Bogong watched the young master go upstairs respectfully, but his heart was beating drums. Did the young master think how to deal with it?

Upstairs.

Muqiqi, who had heard the sound downstairs for a long time, was pretending to sleep.

Until the light in the room was turned on, she was still lying on her side.

One's steady step by step approach to the bedside, and her heart is also a little bit awakened by the stone.

"Stop pretending. Get up." Someone is particularly confident.

Muqiqi competes with him and pretends not to hear him.

The body like a giant suddenly came towards her. Muqiqi subconsciously reached out to block it, and the bright eyes also stared at her.

"Get up!" he said angrily