Chapter 280

Looking at her lively appearance, Mu Yao couldn't help laughing, "yes, yes, yes, yes."

Under the dim light, the figure of mother and daughter is particularly warm. Mu Yao turns off the fire, and they lean on the edge of the cabinet.

Mu Yao has been thinking about how to talk about Jiashu's kidnapping.

Since Jiashu came back, she never mentioned what happened to her, and muyao never dared to ask, for fear of stimulating her.

But the current dilemma is that only Jiashu has seen who took her away. She has to find out and can't leave any hidden danger.

"Mommy, is porridge ready?"

Jiashu's voice interrupted her thoughts.

Mu Yao comes back to her senses and puts the porridge into a bowl and puts it on the table.

She sat opposite Jiashu and looked at her eating with relish. She could not help but smile gently.

After she finished eating, Mu Yao took out a paper towel to wipe her mouth, "eat slowly, you see, you eat all over your mouth."

Jiashu touched her stomach and deliberately amused Mu Yao. She licked her mouth like a treasure. "The porridge cooked by mommy is the best in the world!"

"It's just you, sweet mouth!"

Mu Yao put the bowl away, thinking about it, or asked, "Jiashu, do you remember who took you away?"

She carefully observed Jiashu's look, for fear that she had any discomfort.

Jiashu quickly lowered her head and avoided her eyes. Obviously, she didn't want to mention it.

"Mommy, I, I don't want to talk about it anymore."

"I'll go back to my room first." Jiashu finished and went back to her room.

"Jiashu..."

Mu Yao follows up and wants to see her situation, but is shut out by Jiashu.

"Good night, Mommy."

Jiashu didn't even turn on the light, so she went straight to bed. She hid herself in the quilt, a five-year-old child, who had experienced so many things, how could she be so light hearted.

Mu Yao stands at the door and does not leave. When she mentions this matter, it is undoubtedly to sprinkle salt on Jiashu's wound again, but she is not.

Jiashu's encounter this time, just like someone cut off her skin and flesh, bloody, even she did not have the courage to face.

Not to mention Jiashu.

My brother Jia, I'll try my best to keep your fingers close to me. I'll sleep with you as soon as possible

Jiashu in the room is hiding in the quilt. Her body trembles faintly. The picture of being pulled out of her nails comes to her mind. She can't help crying in a low voice.

Mu Yao hears her crying outside the door. Her fingers are tightly pinching her palm, and her tears are spinning in her eyes.

She stood at the door for about two hours, and when there was no movement in the room, she turned away.

To the living room, and really worried about Fang Ming's situation, had to call Fang min.

She didn't know if Fang min would answer the phone, and she was a little nervous.

Fang min didn't answer. Mu Yao pressed the temple. She must hate her now.

Just got up, Fang min's phone call came back.

"Sister Fang, I want to ask Fang Ming about him..."

"Don't worry about Ah Ming."

Her voice was so cold that she seemed to want to draw a line with her.

"What's more, when will you get what you've left with me?"

Mu Yao remembered that he put the mine map in her place.

"Vein map. I'll come and get it in two days."

"Well."

There seems to be a phone call, Mu Yao said: "sister Fang, I know you hate me now, you should hate me, you and a Ming have done too much for me, he has become so now, all because of me, you can rest assured, anyway, I will try to let him recheck, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will never give up."

She said quickly, and without waiting for Fang min to answer, she hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Fang min sighed heavily.

Mu Yao's practice is in her expectation.

In fact, she has never hated muyao. If it were her, she would lose her legs for Jiashu.

But now that her father has been staring at Mu Yao, she can no longer let him into danger.

I just hope she can be far away from Fang's.

Outside the door, Chen Bo listened to the content of the phone clearly and then walked away quietly.

Fang Shenghua is taking care of the flowers and plants on the balcony.

Chen Bo walked past, not yet open his mouth, Fang Shenghua light way: "what news?"

"I heard the young lady say that Mu Yao has something to put in her place, and she came to pick it up two days later."

Fang Shenghua put down the kettle in his hand.

"Deposit something with Amin?"

Chen Bo nodded.

"Take advantage of Amin's absence these two days, you can look for her room and see what it is.""Good."

The next morning, Li Zhennan drove out of the garage and saw Bai Lu waiting at the door.

She was very pale, and she didn't look very well.

See Li Zhennan, she stood in place for a while before coming.

She pulled the door of the car and got in, trying to laugh, but she couldn't.

"Why don't you wait here and call me?"

"Never mind. I think you'll come out."

She said and sneezed, Li Zhennan frowned, "cold?"

"It's OK." Bai Lu shook her head. "Shall we go to breakfast together?"

She said nothing about the birthday party as if nothing had happened.

"Good."

The car moved slowly towards Li.

"I was busy yesterday, so I didn't make it."

His explanation is precious to Bai Lu. She smiles, as if she really doesn't care about it. There's no problem. What's wrong with him.

"This is your birthday present. How is it? Is it nice?"

Bai Lu took out the necklace on her neck and looked forward to his reply.

Li Zhennan glanced, "very suitable for you."

"No one has ever celebrated my birthday before. You are the first one."

Bai Lu suddenly talked about the past. She looked forward with a smile, "Zhennan, you don't know how lucky I am to meet you, so I'm very satisfied.

"I will remember everything you did for me."

"Why do you say that all of a sudden?"

"I'm afraid it will be too late if I don't say it now," she said

The car passed a red light and then turned right to the door of the company.

After a distance, Bailu asked him to stop the car.

"Shall we have breakfast together?" She pleaded.

Li Zhennan looks at her some humble posture, the feeling in the heart is not from some complex.

"You don't have to be so careful with me."

Bai Lu got out of the car, did not hear his last words, and then turned to ask him, "what did you say just now?"

"It's OK. Let's go to the restaurant."

Today, Bai Lu's performance is somewhat different, and Li Zhennan did not go into it.