Brother Mu Qingqing didn't have to look carefully to know what happened that day. In retrospect, he felt a little angry and said, "Lin Yu, this cheap man!"
She seldom swears in such a straightforward way, but at this time, she can't help but burst into rude words. Thinking of Lin Yu's behavior, she just feels that killing him can't relieve her anger.
"Bitches are right, but I don't think he asked someone to shoot the video at the door of the restaurant. You can see how afraid he is of his wife. The whole Lin family is afraid of what's wrong with the political marriage. He relied on this relationship to win the position of chairman of DS group. How dare he break the scandal easily?"
Mo Liancheng rationally analyzes all this. At least from the beginning, he has never suspected Lin Yu. He is a typical person with a heart of thieves but no courage to steal, so there are still people behind this.
Mu Qingqing takes back her eyes. She is disturbed by her emotions. She makes a careful analysis, but it is true. Lin Yu is very cunning. At that time, Mu Qingqing didn't know that he was married. He thought he was deliberately hyping himself. Now it seems that there are still deeper traps behind the matter.
It's chilling to think of it.
Mu Qingqing's eyebrows are tight and his eyes are darkened. Even the subtle emotions can't escape Mo Liancheng's eyes. He grabs Mu Qingqing's shoulder and says, "what's the matter? Do you remember something? "
"Are you People who have doubts? "
Mu Qingqing shook her head and began to smile. "No, I'm just thinking about whether I've offended anyone during this period of time, but I don't have a clue..."
Mo Liancheng looks at Mu Qingqing and doesn't speak again.
Soon, Zhong Lin restored the contents of the surveillance video into the discussion area of several well-known websites. As an anonymous informant in the restaurant, Zhong Lin revealed the whole story of that day.
In addition, Lin Yu has lost his reputation and is plagued with negative news. Naturally, the public all stand on Mu Qingqing's side. Moreover, Mu Qingqing's fans launched a forum on "we owe her an apology" on the Internet. The number of people once soared, leading to the server's paralysis.
It is rare for mu Qingqing, who rarely appears in the entertainment industry, but still has such a high popularity.
If it wasn't for Mo Han's phone call suddenly, Mu Qingqing almost forgot about this woman. In retrospect, it seems that she never saw Mo Han again after the banquet of Deng hall Changrong.
Mo Liancheng looked at the number on the screen. His face was gloomy for half a minute. He began to answer the phone. To Mu Qingqing's surprise, Mo Liancheng naturally called him "sister".
It was like a close relative.
I haven't seen each other for more than ten years, but the relationship still remains unchanged.
"Good."
After a brief exchange, Mo Liancheng hung up the phone, his expression didn't look good. It has been three days since Mo Liancheng once again stood in front of Mu Qingqing. It has been three days since Mo Liancheng formally took over the position of chairman. On this matter, he is quite different from Mu Qingqing. He is worthy of being the woman he likes to achieve this at the critical moment.
"Is it Mohan?" Naturally, Mu Qingqing knows who the person on the other end of the phone is. She has hardly mentioned anything about Mo Han these days. This is Zhong Lin's advice to her. Mo Liancheng doesn't like to mention her sister to others, and she almost gets angry many times.
"Accompany me to a place..."
Mo Liancheng got up and went upstairs, and soon changed into a formal customized suit. Mu Qingqing didn't ask much, so he went out with Mo Liancheng.
Along the way, Mo Liancheng did not say a word, his serious expression fell in the afterglow of Mu Qingqing, and the atmosphere was a little cold.
The car is parked outside a high-end restaurant in the middle of the mountain. It is a full 40 minute drive away. The restaurant is hidden and is a member system restaurant. It does not receive anyone except members to enter, so it has good privacy.
Mo Liancheng and Mu Qingqing just went in. The receptionist at the door saluted and said respectfully, "Mr. Mo, please follow me..."
On the second floor, there is a very elegant private room at the bottom of the left turn. When the door is opened, the waiter reaches out his hand and signals Mo Liancheng and Mu Qingqing to go in.
"Sister..." Mo Liancheng said in a deep voice that his mood did not seem to be high. He was not like a brother-in-law who had not been able to meet for more than ten years.
Mo Han got up with a smile. Mu Qingqing was very strange. At least that was the appearance that he had never seen in his short half month. But Mo Han's expression was gloomy for half a minute when his eyes fell on Mu Qingqing who came in after the city of Mo Liancheng.
"Why did she come?"
Mu Qingqing was stunned. Didn't Mo Han invite herself? If she knew that, she didn't want to join the party. Mo Han, this woman, has no time to avoid, let alone eat together.
Mo Liancheng stretched out his hand and pulled Mu Qingqing, who was stunned at the spot, to his side and motioned her to sit down. Mu Qingqing felt that she seemed to have a lot more than that, but now that the matter had come to an end, she had to sit down.
"Qingqing is my girlfriend, and it's not inconvenient for her to be here." Mo Liancheng's tone is a little cold. When he talks, he still takes good care of Mu Qingqing and pours a cup of ginseng tea in the cup in front of her.Mu Qingqing felt a little embarrassed. Mo Han's eyes seemed to be hiding a knife, and the tip of the knife was aiming at himself, exuding the cold light of yin and compassion. It seems that if you just don't pay attention, you will die.
"I can't believe my brother is still so devoted!" Mo Han picked up the cup, sipped a sip of tea, and said faintly. There seemed to be a faint irony in his words, at least in Mu Qingqing's ears.
"I thought you would be with Wanqing. I always thought you were a good match." Mo Han deliberately mentions Su Wanqing, but he doesn't know where he lives.
Mu Qingqing's hand holding the teacup shook unconsciously, but it's not difficult to be calm. What is difficult is the anger that is hidden in Mu Qingqing's heart. Mo Han always has the ability to make people angry, but there is no place to vent, so he has to keep his anger in his heart.
"There's no need to talk about the past." Mo Liancheng always said coldly, not warm and not fire as if without a trace of emotion.
"We haven't seen each other for so long, so you don't have anything to say to my sister." Mo Han smiles, is still difficult to easily get close to the aura.
From entering the door, Mo Liancheng looked at Mo Han's eyes for the first time. He said faintly, "we seem to have met for a long time. If we didn't see it wrong, last time at the door of the hotel room, were you there?"