Chapter 925

"That seven uncle seems to be a good person, at least not as timid as others fear to offend Mo Han..." Mu Qingqing leaned on the windowsill beside Mo Liancheng and said faintly.

Mo Liancheng is not satisfied, indifferent smile, "can only show that the seventh uncle is a smart man, earlier than others to see the situation. We can't judge a person's good or bad by this matter alone. What's more, in the board of directors of a company, there should be no division between good and bad. It's not easy to protect yourself from disaster. "

Mo Liancheng patted Mu Qingqing's hand, and finally showed a smile, "you still have to learn, small sample!"

"Bang, what's the big deal?" Mu Qingqing cooperates with Mo Liancheng and murmurs in a low voice.

"But there's one thing I'd like to know."

Mu Qingqing turned to lean against the desk in front of Molian City, raised her eyebrows, and asked in doubt, "since you have reached an agreement with Milan in the early morning, that is to say, the video of song Yanshu letting the kidnappers escape in the back lane of his apartment must not come from the subjective idea of MI LAN?"

"Otherwise?" Mo Liancheng draws up the corner of his lips and smiles indifferently.

"In principle, MI LAN should wish I had a closer relationship with song Yanshu. Don't you have a chance? How could she provoke the relationship between me and song Yanshu? It's not logical!"

Mu Qingqing leaned down / body, teased and looked at Mo Liancheng. Learning from the man's appearance, he drew up the chin of Mo Liancheng. "I said, you'll tell me. Did you do it?"

Mo Liancheng looked directly at Mu Qingqing and pursed her lips, "do you know, a woman who likes to pursue the truth has no charm at all!"

"By default?"

"Some people, say no, but act honestly and betray themselves!" Mu Qingqing looks at Mo Liancheng maliciously, and the expression is called Mo Liancheng.

"Mu Qingqing, do you know that women don't need to be too smart!" The voice has not fallen, the figure of Mu Qingqing has disappeared at the door of the study.

Only one sentence was left, "remember to drink up the milk!"

Mo Liancheng sighs, but his mood is hard to get better. It's rare for two people to be so harmonious, but they are always unsatisfactory. The heart is beating uneasily, but Mo Liancheng can't tell whether it is his own subjective idea or the helplessness of onlookers.

Opening the drawer, a folded marriage agreement is glued together with the signatures of Mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng. After Mu Qingqing left the study that day, Mo Liancheng picked up the torn pieces of paper one by one from the garbage can, and then put those pieces of paper together for a whole night.

Carefully placed in the drawer, perhaps for Mo Liancheng, can marry Mu Qingqing is the happiest thing. But he learned not to be selfish, just hide the love in his heart.

Mo Han and Mo Liancheng live broadcast of the war, soon aroused a lot of waves in Jiangcheng, almost Street know Lane heard. All the people are discussing this matter, and V Bo hot search has always been at the top of the list.

This time, the evidence is solid, Mo Han is completely wanted. Song Yanshu was also implicated. After all, one thing was mentioned in the live broadcast, that is, song Yanshu went to Donglin villa to rob people in the middle of the night, which aroused thousands of waves.

Naturally, song Yanshu also saw the news. The phone rang. It was from Mo Han.

"Young master, where are you going?" Uncle an anxiously stopped song Yanshu's way, pointing to the dozens of interview cars outside the gate of song house, with a worried face.

Song Yanshu took a look at the outside, and he was also involved. He not only frowned, "where am I going to tell you?"

Uncle an's heart a Lin, this time young master seems to be a changed person, also did not dare to continue to ask.

Song Yanshu went directly from the villa to the basement, casually chose a low-key SUV and left the song house from the back door. There are a few very thief media blocked in the back door, see a car drive out, they have been following. Until the back door was clean, song Yanshu slowly drove out of the basement.

Early in the morning, he ordered one of his men to drive out of the back door in his own car, leading away the paparazzi, and then he left himself. This simple move to distract the tiger from the mountain is really useful to these media who are eager to pursue news.

Twenty minutes later, song Yanshu arrived on time according to Mo Han's point. It was an abandoned factory. The empty factory area was filled with the wind from time to time. It was like a ghost's lament. It was long and heavy.

Fifteen minutes later, Mo Han appeared from the second floor of the factory and walked down slowly.

Song Yanshu did not seem to feel surprised, pulled off the sunglasses on his face, "have you seen enough? It takes 15 minutes to show up. I will leave later."

As soon as he entered the door, song Yanshu had noticed that there were people on the second floor, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the area of the factory building which had been abandoned for more than ten years. To the second floor of the open-air iron ladder, is a row of brand-new footprints, women's footprints. Except for Mo Han. Song Yanshu couldn't think of anyone else.

Mo Han sneered, the whole person looked tired, the eye ground accumulated a layer of green gray, light light, "how do I know if you have brought people!""What can I do for you?" Song Yanshu implanted theme, he has no mind to waste time with Mo Han.

Mohan was stunned, and some of his confidence was insufficient. "I want you to do me a favor. I want to leave Jiangcheng. Any country is good. You must be able to arrange it properly."

Song Yanshu frowned, he was particularly disgusted with the tone of Mo Han's command, so he put the sunglasses into the pocket of his coat, "why should I help you run?"

Mo Han's patience is gone, the whole person is restless, even with a trace of unreasonably angry, she pulled song Yanshu's tie, gnawed her teeth and said, "don't you worry about me telling Mu Qingqing what happened between us?"

Song Yanshu was infuriated. He hated being threatened most in his life. He pushed Mo Han on the ground and said, "what are you talking nonsense about? I think you are crazy!"

"Oh, I'm crazy?"

Mo Han was paralyzed on the ground and didn't get up. "Do you know why I didn't give you up? Because I think the transaction between us can still draw a full stop. I'll give you a chance and also give myself a way back. As long as you help me leave Jiangcheng, otherwise, you should know it from the bottom of your heart to bring down the Mohist group, kill Zhou Ping, and kidnap Mi Lan's family. Which one of these things is not your part? "

Song Yanshu's face became grim, like the sky on the eve of heavy rain, with dark clouds on top and suffocating.