Chapter 1642

If it was just a joke to urge Jiang Pingtao to kill his son, now he really wants Jiang Xuyang's life!

"I'm still under investigation. I'm currently..." After a brief silence, Jiang Pingtao began to talk about his own situation. Just as soon as he opened his mouth, he was stopped by Qi Mo's gesture of raising his hand. He frowned suspiciously. "What?"

"I don't seem to have agreed to cooperate with you." Qi Mo's tone was light. He was still slow and slow. "Let me be frank. In this plan, your arrangement for your son has saved his life, but his life is like treating Livestock. "

He dropped the adjective frankly and watched Jiang Pingtao's face turn black with satisfaction.

"That's what you do to your son..." He lengthened his voice and shook his head. "Chiang Kai Shek, I'm just an outsider."

The implication: he is not trustworthy! I don't know how to deal with a good cooperative relationship in the future?

With that, Qi Mo got up and was ready to leave.

Jiang Pingtao then stood up, his voice shaking violently: "you still want my son's life?"

"I didn't say that. I just suddenly don't want to cooperate. " Qi Mo turned his white eyes and turned to Jiang Pingtao. His eyes were meaningful and his voice seemed to be kind to add, "Jiang Bureau, you are old. This brain It's not very easy to use

"Master Jiang, I can't give you my mobile phone! You agreed to play the game for a while, but as soon as you got it in the afternoon, you called... "

In the dark space, the servant picked up the dinner plate and shook his head and refused Jiang Xuyang's request.

"Master Jiang, why didn't you have dinner?" At the sight of the still full plate, the servant's face was worried, and then tried to persuade him, "don't get too upset with your own body! What do you think you've become It's time for your father to come over at the weekend

Jiang Xuyang waved his hand.

"Ping!"

The tray and the chopsticks were thrown out together, and they all hit the ground with a crisp and huge shattering sound. The servant's figure could not help shaking, but the expression on her face did not change too much. Such a scene was quite common to her.

She tried to persuade him again, but Jiang Xuyang had squeezed out the word from his clenched teeth Go away

So the servant went away.

Jiang Xuyang was the only one left in this dark and cramped small room. There are no windows, no transparent doors, only air holes in the walls He had no idea where it was? And he can't escape! It's like going to jail.

He slumped back to his cot, his hands moving, and the metal clattered.

Five meters of iron chain, tied to his wrist. Five meters is the radius of his activity.

He no longer had the strength to toss, just lying quietly, looking at the black ceiling in a daze. He borrowed his mobile phone this afternoon, but there was no friend outside to ask for help. At this time, her phone rang in

Qiao Sangyu.

Can you help me

When Qimo was driving, he received a message from Qiao Sangyu.

"Where are you staying tonight?"

Qimo reply very quickly, quickly sent the address of the hotel and the room number to her. At the end, he added, "do you want to come over and deliver the midnight snack?"

Then, step on the gas and go back faster.

Qiao Sangyu did not reply, after a few seconds, Qimo looked down at the screen, still did not wait for her words. He chuckled, and his mind was filled with her shy and blushing appearance, and her serious "we don't want to see each other in the evening.".

She's embarrassed, right?

Therefore, Qimo continued to take the initiative to adopt a euphemistic way: "do you want to take the cherry? It's still in my car. "

She didn't come back.

"The lobster in the hotel is delicious. Would you like to try it?"

She still didn't come back.

Qi Mo's brow frowned, he weighed it: resolutely not to send "I won't move you" and "we can sleep in a room each" guarantee, is thinking about whether he went to find her?

"Ding Dong!"

The mobile phone rings the short message prompt tone, her reply comes late, still is succinct a few words: "I will come over."

Qiao Sangyu has been standing downstairs of his hotel.

She rushed out of Jiang's house, walked aimlessly for a long time, stopped a taxi at will, and reported the address here. This is the place where Qi Mo lived last time in a city. She just woke up and realized that she wanted to see Qi Mo! I came here because I wanted to see him.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally chose the way of SMS.

There is bitterness and self mockery in the heart: she really can't call Qi Mo! An understatement said to Jiang Xuyang life, she did not know how to communicate? And in case he is still talking to Jiang Pingtao, she will call now I feel so embarrassed.His text message quickly returned, or the last time he stayed in the hotel, is still his last booking room.

Qiao Sangyu laughed at himself, and didn't know if he should boast of his intuition?

Then she lifted her foot and walked in.

Qimo's text messages came one by one. She didn't take a close look, nor was she in the mood to return. She was only annoyed by the ringing tone of the SMS and quickly perfunctorized a line of words: I will come.

The subordinate is chatting in the hotel lobby. Qi Mo didn't come back and didn't let them follow, so they had to wait here.

Seeing Qiao Sangyu appear, everyone's eyes brightened.

"Miss Joe?" Without command, these people spontaneously gathered around and eagerly wanted to chat with her, "have you eaten yet? Why don't you call? We'll pick you up by car

Wait, when Qi Shao left, he didn't say miss Qiao would come over

But this doubt was ignored by the public.

"I'm looking for Qimo." She farfetched ground smile, let oneself facial expression unapt too ugly, "you are busy, I go up by myself."

"Qi Shao has something important to go out!" The subordinates dutifully explained, "er It's expected to be back soon. Why don't I call and hurry up? "

"I know." Qiao Sangyu interrupted and reached out to them. "Give me the spare room card. I'll wait for him."

Qimo will be back soon.

In one hand was the car key, the other was a simple bamboo basket with bright red cherries in it. This looks like Some don't match.

"Qi Shao!" Subordinates sharp eyed, see Qimo come over, then quickly meet up. But before he had time to open his mouth, Qi Mo had reached out and stuffed the whole bamboo basket to him.

In the face of his subordinates' doubts, Qi Mo only left the familiar natural command: "to wash."

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