Originally, when Mu Qingqing came to the Mohist group today, moliancheng called to say that there was something important to return, and insisted that Mu Qingqing come to his company to get it.
Mu Qingqing couldn't resist moliancheng. He felt that he owed a favor to moliancheng in the last fire. Naturally, he didn't have a strong attitude. Even though he didn't like it, he still came.
At this time, after a shocking catastrophe by Sakura Koichi, Mu Qingqing almost forgot the destination of her coming to the Mohist group. And Mo Liancheng, also had long forgotten that matter.
"Let's eat together. I know a good restaurant. It's your treat." Mo Liancheng light said, so they speed up the pace, toward their own exclusive parking space to walk in the past.
Mu Qingqing rolled her eyes disdainfully after Mo Liancheng. Even though she knew that Mo Liancheng was trying to find all the excuses to get close to her, she couldn't feel disgusted at this time.
In the basement, the ringing tone of the phone was very clear. It seemed that it had been magnified several times. Mu Qingqing stopped and took out the phone from his pocket. It was a strange number.
"Hello, hello."
"Is this miss Mu Qingqing?" A sweet voice came from the other end of the phone, politely asked.
Mu Qingqing didn't know why, so he answered lightly, "I am, who do you want?"
There was a sound of paper flipping from the phone. After a moment, the other side slowly said, "sorry to wait a long time. I'm a staff member of the mini warehouse building. Because of the fire accident, some users suffered losses. After these days of centralized repair, the ownership of the stored goods can be basically determined. So we'll inform you that we can go to the mini warehouse as soon as possible to confirm the loss declaration. "
Mu Qingqing is very worried about ye Youran's relics these days. If you can't keep this thing well, it's useless.
"Thank you. I'll be there as soon as possible..." Mu Qingqing said faintly, the voice has unconsciously brought out a trace of choking.
At this time, Mo Liancheng also stopped and looked at Mu Qingqing's red eyes. He probably guessed that the contents of the phone must be related to ye Youran.
"From the mini warehouse?" Mo Liancheng turns back to Mu Qingqing and asks softly.
Mu Qingqing put her forehead against Molian city's chest, and her hands fell down with the natural gravity. What she didn't want to happen would happen eventually. The meaning of informing Mu Qingqing to declare the loss is that ye Youran's things have not survived.
In retrospect, Mu Qingqing began to complain about himself again. Every accident, ye leisurely stood in front of him. Five years ago, ye Youran learned that Su Wanqing wanted to harm Mu Qingqing and her baby in her stomach, so she lost her life. At that time, Mu Qingqing only focused on how to hold his man's heart, and did not care about ye Youran at all.
Five years later, even ye Youran's remains could not be preserved by Mu Qingqing.
Mu Qingqing, who never believed in ghosts and gods, began to believe that it was doomed. If it wasn't for her to go to the mini warehouse to tidy up ye Youran's relics, the coffee she brought with her accidentally spilled all over her body. Mu Qingqing will not leave the mini warehouse so soon to go to the spare coat in her car facing the street.
It was this cup of coffee that saved Mu Qingqing. At this moment, it was difficult for mu Qingqing to believe that this incident was just a coincidence, so the last line of defense about ye Youran in the will was completely defeated.
Mo Liancheng holds Mu Qingqing in her arms, and puts her chin against Mu Qingqing's head. A faint fragrance of Lavender Shampoo comes to her face, which is very familiar. Mu Qingqing responds to Mo Liancheng and hugs tightly.
At this time, she really regarded moliancheng as her own dependence, a spiritual dependence.
"Can you go to dinner with me after lunch Mo Liancheng will Mu Qingqing from his arms, he is really afraid that a few more minutes, this silly girl will suffocate in his arms.
Mu Qingqing nodded and sucked her nose fiercely. Then she got into the co driver's seat.
Not far behind the stone pillars of the underground parking lot, the white brook slightly turned over her body, until Mo Liancheng's car disappeared at the door of the basement, she sipped the video she had taken in her mobile phone and sent it to a number with no name.
Looking at the video screen, Bai Xiaoxi's eyes become deep, and her face has no superfluous expression. At least, it is impossible to judge what kind of waves her mind is from her face. The scene of Mu Qingqing kicking the bucket downstairs is clearly visible. It is an angle that has never been photographed even by the erased surveillance video.
Mu Qingqing is seldom careless, but he doesn't even know that Bai Xiaoxi was standing in the safety staircase behind him and secretly photographed that scene.
"Stream?" Zhong Lin's voice rang from behind. Bai Xiaoxi took his mobile phone in his hand and put it into his pocket.
Back to the body, white brook's face is still hung with a sweet smile, when she was in the company, has always been like this. Therefore, the company has good popularity, gentle and modest character, and has the ability to work. He has an ambiguous intimate relationship with Zhong tezhu, a big red man around moliancheng. Therefore, we are naturally willing to get close to Bai Xiaoxi.Just arrived at the company less than three months time, white Creek has already had its own network.
"Zhong tezhu, so coincidentally, are you going out for lunch Bai Xiaoxi asked naturally. Obviously, what she said was to tell Zhong Lin that the reason why she appeared in the underground garage with Molian city at this time was that she planned to drive out for lunch.
"I've come to see you." Zhong Lin pretended to be mysterious, but this joke scared Bai Xiaoxi. She almost thought she had exposed her identity.
"To me?"
Zhong Lin couldn't hold on, and chuckled, "silly girl, I'm here to have lunch with you. I just heard from my colleague that you went to the underground garage, so I'll try my luck!"
Bai Xiaoxi breathed a sigh of relief. Before waiting for her to speak, Zhong Lin said again, "no one depends on calling me Zhonglin. You don't have to call me Zhonglin all the time. You don't have to call me Zhonglin all the time. It's strange that you can't help me..."
Speaking of the last sentence, a touch of shyness floated on Zhong Lin's face. In the face of the white brook, Zhong Lin's usual vigorous and vigorous action disappeared.