Muqiqi was finally taken back.

Although it's not like a tie, it's not much better.

All the way, I was held tightly by someone. I was afraid that she would run away again.

Muqiqi is in a complex mood. He doesn't know whether he should be happy or sad for a while.

Slowly looked up, suddenly on someone's deep boundless, containing some kind of eyes that can swallow some power.

Take care of the dirty jump, and quickly look away.

Mo yanjue's mobile phone suddenly rings at this time. He releases one hand to answer the phone. He doesn't know what the person at the end of the phone said, but what can be clearly seen is that his face sinks down and clouds are thick.

In a few seconds, the phone was cut off. Mo yanjue turned to her face, and his sharp eyes fell on her face.

The line of sight is a little cool. Although Muqiqi pretends to ignore it all the time, he can still feel it clearly.

"Finally, why do you want to leave?" The black eyes narrowed slightly, and the handsome face was firm and cold.

Mu Qiqi is scared by his sudden questioning. Her hand is tightly holding the corner of her clothes, and her whole body is shaking.

"No?" Cool tone with anger, simple two words percussion into the heart of Muqi, such as playing drums.

"Good!" The corner of the mouth slightly provoked a cold smile, and Mo yanjue squeezed the word out of his teeth.

Next, up to the manor, Mo yanjue didn't say a word. Muqiqi was extremely upset.

His silence was more frightening than his roar and anger.

Helplessly watched him get off the car, Mu Qiqi did not stop at all, hurriedly get off and chase into the villa.

When the servants saw her coming back, their faces showed a happy expression, but when they looked up, they saw the young master walking in front of them, and they were scared to hang their heads and dare not move.

Mu Qiqi is embarrassed and pulls at everyone's lips. He quickly pursues upstairs.

Just listen to the "Dong" sound, the study door was severely thrown up.

Muqiqi, who was standing on the stairs, was shocked. He hurriedly grasped the handrail of the stairs and almost fell down.

Looking at the door of the study, she turned around and slowly came down from upstairs.

Step by step, look back, as if thinking about something.

"Miss mu?"

The servants were curious to see her coming down again, staring at her with big curious eyes.

Muqiqi smiled awkwardly. "I use the kitchen to make something to eat."

The servants suddenly realized, "you go, you go. If you need any help, just tell me."

Muqiqi quickly waved "no, no, you go to work, don't care about me."

It seems that this time back, everyone looks at her with strange eyes, which makes Muqiqi a little uncomfortable.

Quickly walk to the kitchen, Mu Qiqi opens the refrigerator, takes out the fresh vegetables from it, starts to be busy.

Upstairs study.

Hearing the footsteps of Muqiqi going up the stairs, the fire in his chest suddenly came up.

Fidgety back and forth in situ pace, and finally think of Zhou Hua's phone report.

The last phone call Mu Qiqi received before she left home was from her aunt Yang Suqin, and they met at the coffee shop

Full of cloudy eyes looking out of the window, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed the number out.

"Yan Jue, it's hard to call my aunt?" At the other end of the phone was Yang Suqin's smiling voice.

"Please tell Grandpa my aunt, I'll make my own decision on my marriage, and don't worry about him!" Cold voice with indifference, leaving no emotion.

Yang Suqin shook his hand slightly, and pulled his lips awkwardly: "yanjue, we are all for you..."

"what does Auntie mean is that I don't understand how bad I am?"

"I'm not that..." meaning two words have not been said, and that word has been hung up.