Chapter 392

Since the complete fall out between Mo Liancheng and Mu Qingqing, for several days, no matter how friendly Mo Liancheng is and how to explain it, Mu Qingqing has always avoided seeing it. The information is no longer unreadable, but is directly deleted without even looking at it.

If it wasn't for Mo Liancheng's temporary business trip to the United States because of the company's business, he would like to rush to Mu Qingqing's side every minute. Life is like a year, which is probably the moment of Molian City, he never felt that time is such a torment for him, even more than a minute are uncomfortable.

Once upon a time, moliancheng always secretly complained that there was not enough time for him. There were too many things for him to deal with. It seemed that he was not enough to be separated. But now, for the first time in my life, I feel that time is slowing down. It's just like Molian City, sitting in the VIP reception room of California airport, waiting for the arrival of the next flight to Jiangcheng.

It was supposed to have handled the contract at this time and sent it to the Finance Department of Jiangcheng head office as soon as possible. However, in one hour, Mo Liancheng did not finish reading the second line of the report. His mind had already gone back to Jiangcheng.

Over the past few days, moliancheng still asked Zhong Lin to report on Mu Qingqing's situation. But this time, unlike before, he had been shut down for several times, and was expelled by violence.

Even the bodyguards who had been protecting Mu Qingqing were sent back to the Mohist group by her. Needless to say, people with such powerful anti tracking methods must not be strange. Although Chengqi is powerful, it is not good at this aspect. It must be song Yanshu.

With this in mind, moliancheng is even more anxious to send a private plane back to Jiangcheng. If it is not for the failure of the air traffic control approval in transit, it will not be a fantasy, especially with the character of moliancheng.

Seven hours later, the plane of moliancheng finally landed in Jiangcheng. Zhong Lin had already been waiting at the airport.

"What about Mu Qingqing?" Mo Liancheng walked quickly, but the question he asked was not about the company, but about Mu Qingqing.

"Ah?" Zhong Lin was stunned. He probably didn't expect that Mo Liancheng would ask directly, so he knew that he would be scolded, but he could only say those three words.

"I I don't know... "

Mo Liancheng frowned, staring at Zhong Lin's eyes, as if he had given Mu Qingqing how, said indignantly, "don't you know? What do you want you to do? You can't find a woman's whereabouts? "

"It's not like this. Ms. Mo has some very powerful bodyguards around her recently. We really can't get close to her and dare not cause too much disturbance. After all, you said that this matter must be low-key..."

Zhong Lin lowered his head and said slowly.

"Do you mean to blame me? Go to a strange place Mo Liancheng opened the back door of the car and stepped into the car.

"But Mr. Mo, it's already more than eight o'clock now. If Miss Mu has taken a rest, wouldn't it be counterproductive?" Zhong Lin said timidly, but when he looked at Mo Liancheng in his eyes, he was in a hurry and staggered. He was afraid that his wrong words would make him unhappy.

However, this time, it seems that this is not the case. When Mo Liancheng calms down, it seems that it will not help if Mao rushes to find Mu Qingqing at night, but it is more likely to cause unnecessary friction.

In the end, I was too worried.

"Well, go back to Donglin villa..." Mo Liancheng waved, closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair.

"Yes, Mr. Mo!" Zhong Lin light said a sentence, then immediately on the car, stepped on the accelerator. Along the way, the car always runs smoothly in the car river. At night, Jiangcheng is still extraordinarily beautiful, full of light and wine, dazzled. Open the window, sometimes the autumn wind stirs the broken hair of Mo Liancheng's forehead, and a picturesque cheek looks more feminine and beautiful under the neon light, with sharp edges and corners.

As soon as the wind blows, Mo Liancheng seems to be awake a lot. During this period, all the things are piled together. Even such a powerful Mo Liancheng feels like a huge stone in his heart. He often feels that the air is thin when he sits in his office.

Soon, the car stopped at the door of Donglin villa. Originally, Zhong Lin should have left directly. However, Mo Liancheng suddenly remembered that there was an important document for Zhong Lin in his study, so he ordered him to get out of the car and take it by himself.

Zhong Lin got out of the car and followed Mo Liancheng into the villa. When he heard the sound, he met him and stood at the door. Smiling, he said hello to Mo Liancheng and Zhong Lin.

"Young master, Zhong tezhu, you are back. Have you finished your dinner? Do you want anything to prepare? "

Mo Liancheng light should a, then waved to show uncle Tang, what do not need to prepare. Uncle Tang has been with Mo Liancheng for many years. Sometimes with a look or even an action, he can clearly know the meaning of Mo Liancheng, such as now.

Mo Liancheng is walking up the stairs, but his steps suddenly stop at the entrance of the stairs. In a moment, I can't keep up with the city.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Mr. Mo, I'm sorry..." Zhong Lin was timid and quickly bowed down to apologize. He knew that Mo Liancheng was in a bad mood all the time. If he hit the gun at this time, it was possible that sesame big things would be "killed in a hurry"!Looking up, Mo Liancheng's eyes are not in Zhong Lin's body, but in the huge living room looking for what kind of appearance. Until his eyes did not see the shadow of ink and ink, Mo Liancheng turned back and called out the name of ink and found it everywhere.

Zhong Lin's face is at a loss. Seeing that Mo Liancheng suddenly begins to look for a dog, he has to follow him to find the dog.

When Butler Tang heard the sound, he came out of the kitchen and patted his forehead. He forgot to tell Mo Liancheng about the important things in his email, which was about ink.

"Young master, ink is not here. It has been picked up by Miss mu the other day!"

Hear Tang housekeeper's words, Mo Liancheng straightens up, the expression on the face is twisted, harshly says, "what? When and why I don't know! "

"Oh, that's the day you just went to the United States for a business trip, Miss Mu came to pick up Mo Mo and said that she had already said hello to you, and she also took away miss Ye's relics along with her!" Butler Tang didn't feel strange, he said faintly.

Mo Liancheng has always respected uncle Tang, and his temper will not be disorderly. However, standing behind him is still a dazed Zhong Lin, but he was scolded by Mo Liancheng. He blames Zhong Lin for taking away Mo without permission.

Zhong Lin has no choice but to cry and listen to Mo Liancheng's censure and dare not speak out