Chapter 870

All the things like the tide, when people are unprepared, they rush over and drown people mercilessly.

The next morning, Mo Liancheng received a phone call from his men, saying that Mu Qingqing was missing in his room. Mo Liancheng ruthlessly stepped on the gas pedal, shortened the original 30 minutes' driving distance to more than ten minutes, and the car stopped near the apartment.

Earlier than Molian City, Cheng Xi, who was informed of the news, sent people to look for it everywhere. It's hard for people not to think whether those people who kidnapped Xiaochi were interested in Mu Qingqing.

It is very difficult for people like Mo Liancheng and Mu Qingqing to keep a low profile. In this life, there are countless enemies. Those who offend can even rush to France from Jiangcheng. So for a while, there was no clue to find out the clues, which also made everyone anxious.

Mo Liancheng drove around the streets near the apartment for a long time. In less than 15 minutes, Mu Qingqing did not go far. Of course, if she didn't call a car to leave.

With this in mind, moliancheng will suddenly step on the brake, as if thinking of something, quickly rushed out of the car. He suddenly remembered that when Xiaochi was abducted the night before yesterday, song Yanshu said that the man in black was hiding in the alley next to the apartment, so Mo Liancheng followed song Yanshu's point and went to the alley.

Sure enough, after crossing several crisscross alleys, moliancheng finally saw Mu Qingqing. She was wearing slippers, looking around alone. She had no strength. She was shivering, like a wounded little animal, looking for her plundered child everywhere.

At that moment, when Mu Qingqing's back fell into Mo Liancheng's eyes, his nose was severely sour.

"Qing Qing..."

Mo Liancheng called Mu Qingqing's name lightly, and walked quickly to the front of him, and took her into his arms. Tears almost burst into tears, but he is a man, is a man to protect his beloved woman, and how can he fail in the face of difficulties.

Throat is like a mixture of surging waves in general, merciless collision, roaring, uncontrollable devil wandering in the body wantonly.

"I'm sorry, I'm late..." Mo Liancheng endured the sadness of digging out his heart and lungs, and squeezed out a sentence.

"Xiaochi is missing here. I want to find my son. Maybe he is still waiting for me here..." Mu Qingqing's voice is distorted, which seems to be crying or angry, which makes people feel cold.

Mo Liancheng seized Mu Qingqing's wrist and raised her voice a little, "Xiaochi is not here, let's go home!"

"How do you know he's not here!"

Mu Qingqing was severely provoked by the words of moliancheng. The grievance hidden in his heart was like a sudden eruption of volcanic magma, which instantly melted his sense.

She pushed away Mo Liancheng and watched him bump into the abandoned shelves in the alley. The scattered debris fell down one after another, arousing a lot of noise.

"Where were you when Xiaochi was born, and where you were when he had an accident, you would only say that it was ok, and you would only say that everything was left to you.

But what did you do? You just pushed our mother and son away mercilessly under the banner of great selflessness when losing those money rights.

I'm just a woman. What I want is a home, not your dog butt! Mo Liancheng, to now you do not understand me, but the voice of the cry to me to forgive. What are you and what are your qualifications? "

After all, Mu Qingqing can't stand it. She is always a woman with limited strength and limited weight. So many years, her internal friction has been too much, can hold up to now, is nothing but the so-called bullshit love in the world population.

Finally, the most powerful reason for her to leave the pool is to support her.

Therefore, how can Mu Qingqing bear it? How can she bear it...

before her voice fell down, Mu Qingqing began to support her body and vomit violently, and her stomach juice was pounding her will. She supported the wall with one hand, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't vomit anything.

Retch let her throat incomparably ache, the strength of the whole body was instantly pulled clean, fell in the arms of Mo Liancheng.

It is said that a person's extreme sadness is not tears, and those who can shed tears can still walk on. The deepest pain will instantly be drying tears, leaving only nausea. That kind of overwhelming nausea, will sweep all the reason and grief, will hit the bottom.

When Chengxi was searching crazily in the street, he received a message from Molian city. He said that Mu Qingqing had been found and was taken home by himself.

But even so, 30 minutes later, Chengxi still knocked on the door of the villa of moliancheng and clamored to take Mu Qingqing away.

Mo Liancheng pressed some excitement into the door and said in a deep voice, "are you sure that letting Qing stay in that apartment will be good for her mood?"

Chengqi is like a beast that has been subdued, and gradually subsides. If you think about it carefully, it makes sense.Although Chengxi didn't want to, he still had to admit that the only person in the world who could pacify Mu Qingqing was moliancheng. Once upon a time, on the day when the child disappeared, Mu Qingqing kept her knees locked in the corner. No matter how Chengxi, Jin Shixun and song Yanshu tried to persuade her, she said nothing. But in the moment of seeing Mo Liancheng, he shed tears and rushed into his arms.

All these things, those tiny things to the dust, are constantly confirming where Mu Qingqing's heart is.

Chengqi gradually no longer struggled, collapsed against the wall, the whole person also lost strength.

"Qing Qing... How is she?"

Mo Liancheng breathed a sigh, at least he was still glad that Chengxi was more calm and mature than Jin Shixun. He said faintly, "it should be too tired and asleep...

Chengxi nodded and sighed reluctantly," take good care of her. If there is anything else about Qing Qing Qing, I will not let you go! "

Finish saying, Cheng Xi closes the door and leaves the villa of Mo Lian City.

The whole house was quiet for a moment. Steward Tang stood at the stairway and saw everything happen. He sighed with melancholy. How could the fate of his young master be so complicated that his love, family and career were in trouble everywhere. This can be called steward Tang's heartache, and he also broke his heart.

Mo Liancheng stayed by Mu Qingqing's bed for six hours.