Chapter 393

Mu Qingqing moved everything, even ink and ink, which is no doubt to break with the city.

At the moment, Mo Liancheng didn't care about any documents. He drove to a strange villa. He couldn't wait until tomorrow. He felt miserable every minute. He was bound to make it clear to Mu Qingqing face to face. Therefore, the speed of the car was almost within the dangerous range all the way. Fortunately, there were not many vehicles on the road at night. Otherwise, if it was true, moliancheng would be in danger If you go crazy, the consequences can't be imagined.

A sudden brake, moliancheng will push the door, gas rushed out of the car, but just walked to the door, found that there is no one in the villa. All the windows were dark and the doorbell rang for a minute without responding.

Are Mu Qingqing and Chengxi still not back?

Mo Liancheng is thinking about it, but his eyes just fall on the mailbox at Chengqi's door. It is not surprising that there are letters in the mailbox, including the mailbox at the door of Donglin villa, which is often filled with all kinds of leaflets and bank process feedback documents.

What attracted Mo Liancheng's attention was not the letter, but the name on half of the government's special brown brown letter paper. The letter was signed by Jiangcheng's Security Bureau, and the recipient was not mu Qingqing, but something strange.

How can the Security Bureau send a letter to Chengqi? This department is a department that moliancheng has always wanted to get in touch with, but has never made any progress. If an enterprise can have the support of the Security Bureau, many things will get twice the result with half the effort.

Driven by curiosity, Mo Liancheng's attention fell on the letter. Chengxi is just Mu Qingqing's agent. After investigation, he is just running an entertainment company with a small scale. He has contacts with the Security Bureau. Moreover, Mo Liancheng has not seen the ability of Chengxi and is not surprised by his exaggeration.

"Why did you come?" Mu Qingqing's voice rang out behind his back. Mo Liancheng was thinking about something. He was too focused for a moment. He was startled by the sudden voice behind him, and his face sank.

Before turning back, another familiar figure falls into the eyes of Mo Liancheng, which is song Yanshu. The eyes of the two men are interlaced. The first person to show hostility is mo Liancheng. His expression is cold and his eyes are deep. There is no light in his eyes. However, he is like a cannibal. It is breathtaking.

Song Yanshu was smiling, "Mr. Mo, I haven't seen you for a long time..."

Mo Liancheng's rare stinginess, even call has not hit, then the eyes are not polite to move away, fell on Mu Qingqing's body, "how, see me so surprised?"

Mu Qingqing's expression is not a trace of waves, can not see the sadness and joy, but a light, even some over head indifference, "not just to see you, for anyone like this in the dead of night when lying in front of someone else's house, I will be like this..."

"Excuse me, Mr. Mo is here at this time. Can I help you?" Mu Qingqing did not give Mo Liancheng a chance to speak, but asked in a cold voice, full of a sense of distance.

Mo Liancheng subconsciously glanced at Song Yanshu, but still pressed his tone and asked, "I ask you, why did you take the ink without my permission? You have no right to do so!"

"Is it?" Mu Qingqing had long guessed that Mo Liancheng would make a big fuss on this matter, so he got ready early in the morning. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and slid it on the screen a few times. Then he put out a recording in front of song Yanshu.

The content of the recording is what Mo Liancheng and Mu Qingqing said when they discussed the matter of ink and ink. Although the content is childish and almost ridiculous, it clearly shows Mo Liancheng's idea, that is, he only helps Mu Qingqing to take care of him temporarily, and requires him to visit it every week, take him to the pet hospital for regular inspection and so on.

"Do you hear me?" Mu Qingqing put the mobile phone back into his pocket and said faintly, "I'm sorry I didn't inform you in time, but Mo Mo will not need your care from now on. I will take good care of it. As for all the alimony during his stay in Donglin villa, I'm willing to pay for it. I just ask your lawyer to follow up. There's nothing special. I don't want to see you! "

With that, Mu Qingqing pushes aside the Mo Lian Cheng standing at the door and is about to enter.

"Did you record? When you're with me, do you always have the recording on? Is that how you guard against me Mo Liancheng's expression is a little stiff, he seems unable to accept this matter.

"Ah..." Mu Qingqing sneered, with a chill in his breath, and his tone was even more alienated. "Mr. Mo, your memory is too poor. Don't you remember it? Four years ago, you taught me to guard against these two words. Be prepared. It's just a recording. There's no need to be so nervous!"

Mentioned four years ago, there was a certain mood in Mu Qingqing's eyes, but it was only for a moment, and soon returned to calm.

"If nothing happens, please get out of the way!"

Mo Liancheng stretched out his hand and blocked Mu Qingqing's way. Although both sides were hurt in every battle, he still couldn't help trying to test the other side's bottom line.

"Well, that's what you said. Even if you want to help me, you can't visit me What Mo Liancheng said solemnly was about a dog.Song Yanshu's mouth was filled with a smile, but his heart was awe inspiring. Although the men and women in front of him were seemingly hostile and resentful, in fact, they were arguing about the custody of a dog. Whether the key point was really the dog or their incessant love between them, song Yanshu had begun to blur.

"I will refuse! Get out of the way Mu Qingqing said in a cold voice, but kept trying to push away the city of Mo Lian and go into the house. Although seeing a dog is just a cover, the more mo Liancheng is like this, the more ironic Mu Qingqing feels. Four years ago, Mo Liancheng didn't even know that he was a father. Four years later, he was arguing about a dog in a ridiculous way.

"Mu Qingqing! Have you made enough of it! What can I do to satisfy you? " Mo Liancheng almost hoarse, the exhaustion and helplessness on the face is incomparably obvious.

But such words can only make Mu Qingqing even more indignant. She would like to push Mo Liancheng and Su Wanqing into hell together.

Turning around, Mu Qingqing's face faded out a smile, reached out and took song Yanshu's arm. "See, as long as you stay away from me, don't disturb my life, I'll be satisfied, that's all!"