Chapter 122

Jing xiaocan is missing.

It's been three days without any news.

Mo yubieyuan.

restaurant.

Mo Yiqing's first meal at home after returning home.

Once in three years, Mo Zhenzhi and Kang Qingyun prepared a table of delicious food in the kitchen.

All the dishes are the favorite of moyiqing before.

Excited, the two old men sandwiched Mo Yiqing in the middle, as they did when they were children, and watched him chew and eat slowly with joy.

"Come on, Qing'er, how's the taste?" the old man's smiling eyes narrowed into a seam and handed the food directly to Mo Yiqing's mouth.

Unwilling to fall behind, Kang Qingyun stretched out his hand, pushed his arm away and stared at him. "Put it down, put it down. I've told you many times. Qing Er has long been tired of eating. He likes to eat this dish now."

Then he scooped up a spoonful of seafood and handed it to his lips.

Mo also holds his lips and smiles, opens his mouth and swallows it, but his mind is full of Jing xiaocan's figure, eating like chewing wax.

Mo Yuankun sat on one side and ate silently. From time to time, he quietly swept to Mo Yiqing's eyes with surprise and joy.

On the whole table, only Leng Qiuhua pretended to be happy, full of envy, jealousy and hatred, and secretly held grievances for his son.

Leng Qiuhua's discontent was seen. Mo Yiqing gently picked up the eyebrow peak, put down his chopsticks and said to the old man, "Grandpa, I want to hand over Ruihua real estate company to Shaoyang for management."

Mo Yiqing looked at the old man calmly, but his words were said to lengqiuhua.

"I don't agree." hearing the sound, the old man refused, scolded coldly, stared at Mo Yiqing and said, "did you take the wrong medicine?"

Mo Yiqing smiled but didn't speak. He took up his water cup and drank water, directly ignoring the angry eyes of the old man.

Hearing Mo Yiqing's words, Leng Qiuhua's heart was happy. The chopsticks in his excited hand almost fell to the ground.

Ruihua real estate is also a brand company of Mohs. She has coveted it for a long time. For this matter, she quarreled with MOH Yuankun privately, and MOH Yuankun disagreed. She was embarrassed to go directly to MOH Yiqing to speak.

When she was racking her brains, she didn't expect that Mo Yiqing would take the initiative and willingly send such a piece of fat to her mouth.

Although Leng Qiuhua has always hated Mo Yiqing, he has also watched him grow up since childhood. He knows that although he is thin and cool by nature, he always does what he says.

Such a sudden surprise almost knocked her unconscious.

Unexpectedly, before the smile on his face appeared, he was forcibly frightened back by the old man's angry drink.

Unexpectedly, the old man would oppose him face to face. She was embarrassed and unwilling to look at Mo Yiqing for fear that he would change his mind and take back what he had just said.

Leng Qiuhua's careful thinking naturally can't escape the magic eye of Mo Yiqing. Moreover, his purpose of going home today is to accompany the old man. The more important thing is to come for her.

"Grandpa, Shaoyang is young and inexperienced, which is reasonable. Therefore, we must give him a chance to exercise and let him temper slowly, so that he can start the family business of Mohism with me in the future." Mo Yiqing tried his best to persuade the old man.

The sincere expression is like they are a pair of brothers with excellent feelings.

The sincere tone even Leng Qiuhua was moved by it.

However, the old man was not willing to listen. He stared at him and determined that he was taking the wrong medicine. He snorted coldly, "exercise is OK. Let him go to your company and give him a department manager to do it. I guarantee that this smelly boy will run away if his ass is warm."

"Well, Grandpa, that's the deal. Besides, he must have no problem with his aunt supervising him." Mo Yiqing insisted on his opinion and refused to give in.

Helpless, the old man didn't look at him with a cold face and anger.

After dinner.

Leng Qiuhua left the restaurant and hurried upstairs.

Back to the room, I couldn't wait to call Mo Shaoyang. Unexpectedly, it turned off.

Uh

It seems that her baby son hasn't come home for three days.

He walked up and down the room uneasily and hurriedly contacted his friends to find someone.

Mo Yiqing accompanied the old man back to the room to chat. The old man knew that he had to squeeze out time to accompany him. Half an hour later, he asked for a lunch break, so he urged him to go back.

Mo Yiqing gave a few instructions, walked out of the old man's room and met Mo Yuankun in the corridor.

"Did Shaoyang make trouble for you again?" Mo Yuankun looked calm and concise.

Knowing his son Mo ruo's father, they have been at odds since childhood, and Mo Yiqing has always taken a respectful attitude towards Mo Shaoyang. That day, he suddenly asked him for Mo Shaoyang's number. From his tone, he guessed that Mo Shaoyang must have done something extremely excessive.

"No." Mo Yiqing denied without hesitation.

The speed stunned Mo Yuankun, "that's why you have something in his hand. Otherwise, why do you give such a big company to him for management? You know he's not that material at all."

"No."

"He must have threatened you to do this, didn't he?" everything has a cause and a result. Mo Yuankun naturally doesn't believe it.

"You think too much." Mo Yiqing looked at him coldly, and his head wouldn't stride away.

Mo Yuankun looked at his proud figure and his eyes sank.

My heart is mixed.

He knew that over the years, Mo Yiqing had been blaming him for ignoring their mother and son and ignoring his mother's suffering.

Just, how can he understand the reason!

Watched the car disappear out of sight.

Mo Yuankun rushed upstairs.

Mo Shaoyang hasn't been home for several days. It's becoming more and more outrageous.

The bedroom door was open. He grabbed the door handle and was about to push it open. When Leng Qiuhua heard his words, his action of pushing the door was stiff.

"What are you talking about? Shaoyang went to Beidu hotel the day before yesterday, and then left without saying goodbye?" Leng Qiuhua asked urgently, with an inexplicable panic in his heart.

"About what time did you leave?"

After listening to each other's words, Leng Qiuhua slumped down in his seat.

Jing xiaocan!

Is the person who took Jing xiaocan Shaoyang!

How is that possible!

Leng Qiuhua stumbles to the dresser and finds out the recorder in a panic.

At that time, the first time she heard the content inside, she was directly stunned by Lin Qiang's words. Now listen carefully.

Leng Qiuhua directly burst into a cold sweat.

Obviously, Tang Jin couldn't have given this recording pen to Shaoyang. Did Jing xiaocan give it to him?

It doesn't make sense!

Boom!

There was a loud noise at the door.

Ah

Leng Qiuhua screamed and suddenly turned back. He saw the figure standing at the door of the room, and the recording pen in his hand fell directly to the ground.

"Leng Qiuhua, you planned the car accident that year, you bitch!" Mo Yuankun rushed forward angrily, raised his hand and hit Leng Qiuhua hard in the face.