"This necklace..." Mu Qingqing touched the necklace on her neck, and her expression was inconceivable. Isn't this the heart of the sun that she threw into the sewage ditch before.
Mo Liancheng looked calm and calm. He waved his hand to the shop assistant to leave until there were only two people left in the room: Mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng. He walked up to Mu Qingqing's back, surrounded her from behind and pulled her into his arms.
This time, before Mu Qingqing opened his mouth to inquire, Mo Liancheng told Mu Qingqing everything that year.
"In fact, this necklace originally belonged to you. At that time..." Mo Liancheng did not criticize Su Wanqing too much, because many situations, even if not clear one by one, Mu Qingqing also understood. Mu Qingqing can't understand Su Wanqing's temperament.
Looking at Mo Liancheng in the mirror, with a sincere expression on her face, Mu Qingqing couldn't help but hook the corner of her mouth and said with a smile, "in fact, I knew that this necklace was what you intended to give me..."
"How do you know? When did you know that? " Mo Liancheng said, but it is definitely not in the anger of Mu Qingqing will throw the necklace into the sewer before the truth. If this is the case, even if Mu Qingqing is stupid, he will not do so. After all, it is worth tens of millions of yuan.
Mu Qingqing smiles, and her delicate knuckles slide to the diamond of the necklace and open it gently. The marks of the initials at the beginning of the names of Mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng are obvious in the light.
"You should thank the auction house for making a mistake and asking me to sign it. Otherwise, if I see this necklace again today, I'm afraid the trash can is its destiny." Mu Qingqing joked, ghosts know that the last time Mu Qingqing threw tens of millions into the drainage channel, how the heart was hurt.
"As long as it's not a sewer, I can help you find you anywhere. It's been many years and it's finally returned to its original owner. I don't know if it's too late?" Mo Liancheng asked tentatively that during the past few years when the necklace changed its owner, Mu Qingqing's suffering became the bottom line of Molian city and could not be touched easily.
"It doesn't matter where the lost person has been, it's important that she can eventually find her home." Mu Qingqing's pair of beautiful eyes twinkled with the brilliance of stars, and the complaint in his heart was completely relieved at this moment.
"Wait!"
Mu Qingqing's face suddenly became tense. He suddenly turned back and stared at Mo Liancheng. "I asked you, where did you find this necklace? I obviously threw it into the drainage channel that day. Isn't it leading to the South China Sea?"
"South China Sea?" When Mo Liancheng heard Mu Qingqing's words, he laughed, "it seems that some people still regret after being free and easy..."
At this time, Mu Qingqing realized that she had let out her mouth. She had no face. That's tens of millions. It's not too much to ask where the sewer on the street in front of the auction house leads to. After all, even if you get it back and sell it to charity, you can make the most of it.
Of course, this is what Mu Qingqing said with moliancheng. As for whether to believe it or not, it's hard to jump to a conclusion.
Mo Liancheng's mouth is always hung with a sinister smile. He deliberately approached Mu Qingqing, "but there is one thing you are wrong. The sewer in front of the auction house does eventually lead to the South China Sea. That's right, but it will go through several turning points on the way, so the possibility of being hooked is much greater than that flowing into the sea."
"So, where did you find it..." Mu Qingqing inquired deeply.
Mo Liancheng sticks to Mu Qingqing's ear and whispers a word. When Mu Qingqing hears the voice, her face suddenly changes. She jumps from the ground and says nausea and looks pale and tight.
Until he saw that the big Revenge of Molian city had been revenged, Mu Qingqing suddenly responded that he was cheated by Molian city.
"Moliancheng, you bastard This time, it was Mu Qingqing who was furious. If not, they would always be a close match, no matter in terms of playing tricks on each other, or emotionally.
On the same day, Mo Liancheng, on the pretext that the workers had a holiday, persuaded Mu Qingqing to go to Donglin villa to cook for him. In fact, Mu Qingqing's cooking skills are not good. It can be said that according to the requirements of moliancheng, it is simply worthless.
In the final analysis, Mo Liancheng just wants to spend some time alone with Mu Qingqing. So in the early morning, Mo Liancheng sends the workers of his family to go out and play anywhere. In short, he doesn't come back before dinner.
This is a good thing. No one will refuse it.
Originally, Mu Qingqing insisted on going out to eat, but all of them were refused by moliancheng with various excuses. Finally, he complained that Mu Qingqing had given him expired milk, so he had to eat some light food without monosodium glutamate at home to take care of himself.
Mu Qingqing couldn't resist the insistence of Mo Liancheng, so he took soft clothes and said, "if you eat food poisoning, don't blame me!"
"I don't care. It would be nice to die together."
"Insane!"
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As expected, all the people in Donglin villa were absent except uncle Tang and the bodyguard at the door. The housekeeper Tang, who had not seen Mu Qingqing for a long time, was in a good mood when he saw that his young master had come back with Miss mu. After a few words of greeting and advice, he returned to his room early to have a rest according to the orders of Molian city.Mu Qingqing was full of confidence, but only when she stepped into the kitchen did she realize that she was thinking too simply.
"Fish? Do you want me to kill fish Mu Qingqing has already put on her apron, and her hands are stiff in the air and there is no place to put them.
Mu Qingqing didn't notice, and Mo Liancheng's expression clearly did not think that the food he ordered uncle Tang to prepare was actually a fish. And it seems that the fish is half dead.
Mo Liancheng laughed stiffly and reluctantly prevaricated, "yes Yeah, I think I want fish soup. "
"Yes, that's it!" Speaking, Mo Liancheng's eyes always stay on the fish, as if looking for something.
Although Mu Qingqing has never killed fish, what makes her feel uncomfortable is not killing fish, but something that Mu Qingqing always hates fishy things.
Mo Liancheng has always been on the side of the command to encourage the son, Mu Qingqing made up his mind, has always been stubborn she picked up a knife, stabbed into the fish's chest.
The innocent fish may not have died completely, so at the moment of being stabbed by Mu Qingqing, he jumped out of the pool and rushed to the direction of Molian city and Mu Qingqing
The whole kitchen was in a mess.