Chapter 769

"Telephone?" Song Yanshu was puzzled and frowned.

An Shudun, things to this point, in the concealment is not necessary, simply will tell everything to song Yan Shu.

The people on the phone seem to expect that song Yanshu will go to Donglin villa to take Mu Qingqing away. Everything seems to be a trap set early in the morning, waiting for the prey to be caught one by one.

Uncle an only knows that the other party does not seem to be an ordinary person. It is not important whether the opponent of the Song family is the opponent of the Song family. The important thing is that the other party went to Mu Qingqing and had nothing to do with song Yanshu, so he naturally would not let song Yanshu be involved.

So naturally, according to the other party's prompt, he arranged a few of his close subordinates to stop song Yanshu. Uncle an knows that if he shows his identity directly, song Yanshu's reaction will be fierce and he will blame himself. So he came up with a plan. He used his anonymous identity to confuse the public and the people of the Song family with the mysterious people on the phone. He thought it was a perfect plan, but he didn't expect to fall behind.

Strange can only blame, song Yan Shu's mind is too meticulous, this probably has a lot to do with his childhood environment, long will achieve such personality.

"It turned out that it was two groups of people that day..."

Song Yanshu murmured to himself, originally that day when he was intercepted, he had already faintly felt that this matter was wrong. There was no communication between the two groups, even if it was just a look. Each group seemed to have a purpose. One group was aimed at Mu Qingqing, the other was to stop song Yanshu.

Originally, song Yanshu also doubted whether it was an Shugan's. But Uncle Ann's reaction has given him the most accurate answer.

If it's not uncle an or Molian City, who was the other group that day? Song Yanshu's heart began to become more and more uneasy. He quickly read it in his mind, so he hated Mu Qingqing and even thought about who she would die.

People who want to kill Mu Qingqing.

If it was su Wanqing, now

"Is it her?"

Song Yanshu's mind moved, and a name appeared in his mind. Then he asked Uncle an about the details of that day, "what number was that day to call you? Did you delete it? Is it a man or a woman, and what else did he say? "

"The other side used a voice changer, and could not tell whether it was a man or a woman, or how old he was."

With that, uncle an quickly took out the phone from his pocket and searched it in the call record. "I still have the phone, but the number is strange. It's a random code. I think it's from the space card..."

Uncle an handed his mobile phone to song Yanshu, and said with some embarrassment. It can be seen that uncle an began to be cautious and even dare not to hide any more.

Song Yanshu called back along the strange number. After a while, a machine broadcast voice rang out on the phone, "sorry, the number you dialed is not correct, please check and then dial again..."

"It looks like a space card." Song Yan Shu said lightly that he could clearly see the call time in the record, but could not call back. In this case, there is only one possibility left.

The other side conceals very well, even the trace has not fallen, is really not the ordinary person.

"Young master, do you need me to check it for you? Just think of me as I'll take it as my crime and meritorious service... " Uncle an said with a worried face.

Song Yanshu casually pulled up his coat and coldly refused, "no, don't interfere in this matter. I'll check it myself."

"Also, don't disturb Qing Qing in the future. If you let me know it again, don't blame me for being cold-blooded and merciless..." Song Yanshu coldly dropped a warning and turned to go upstairs.

Until song Yanshu's back disappeared at the foot of the stairs, an Shucai suddenly felt paralyzed. He sat down on the sofa and clenched his fist.

"Mu Qingqing, you are a woman with different appearances and meanings!"

After taking a bath, song Yanshu changed his clothes and left the Song family. Uncle an was concerned and asked if song Yanshu would like something to eat, but song Yanshu left the Song family's big house without saying a word. Uncle an knew that although the young master believed in himself, he was still angry. Considering this, uncle an blamed all his anger on Mu Qingqing.

Song Yanshu was so depressed that he even blamed himself. If he had warned uncle an earlier, he would not have lost contact with Mu Qingqing that day.

Thinking of Mu Qingqing's appearance when he saw that Mo Liancheng was injured in order to save her, song Yanshu was worried. Didn't he indirectly create an opportunity for them to get close to each other.

If I stopped those people in the first place, there would not be so much later. With this in mind, song Yanshu's mood is gloomy. He stopped at the door of a bar. Song Yanshu didn't like to go to such places.

It's really not like it, and it's really inconvenient, especially for public figures like him. No matter where they go, they will cause a stir, which is inevitable.

This bar is a high-end bar in the rich area. The environment inside is elegant, and there are not many mixed people here. Song Yanshu found a quiet corner, ordered two bottles of whisky, and began to drink a muggy.Until a little bit of a bit of a drunken act, a smell of perfume came up and fell on the sofa opposite to him.

"Why are you drinking here alone?" A very familiar woman's voice came from the opposite side. Song Yanshu frowned impatiently. He wanted to drive her away, but he frowned unexpectedly.

"Millan?" Song Yanshu didn't read it wrong, but he doubted that he was wrong.

Mi LAN picked up the glass of wine, poured a cup for himself, and drank it. She closed her eyes, frowned and took a breath. "This wine is really strong!"

"What's the matter? Don't tell me you came here to pay back the money." Song Yanshu joked and continued to drink.

Mi Lan's attitude to compare to the last time in the hospital, but there was a 180 degree big change, she drew up red lips with a light smile, "I will pay you back, but now there is no."

With that, MI LAN poured a glass of wine to song Yanshu, and then naturally picked up his cup and touched it. The crisp crash sound of glass explodes in the cold and secluded air. In a flash, it looks like a flash of Epiphyllum, or a fleeting firework, which makes people feel confused.

"But if I have time now, I can have a drink with you as a thank you?"