Chapter 611

Mo Xiyi nodded: "Yes."

Qin Mushen raised his chin slightly, raised the tails of his eyes, and said a word coldly: "Go."

Mo Xiyi answered the phone and consciously turned on the speaker.

As soon as the call was connected, Su Ziyue's anxious voice came from the phone: "Doctor Mo, Qin Muchen is gone!"

Su Ziyue had already returned to Mogwynn Castle at this time, and searched upstairs and downstairs, but did not see Qin Muchen.

I also asked the servant who guarded the gate, and it was true that Qin Muchen hadn't come back yet.

Nan Chuan also called her and said that he couldn't find where Qin Muchen was for the time being.

The more time passed, the more disturbed she became.

She was worried that something had happened to Qin Muchen.

But she forgot that it is true that Qin Muchen has a mental disorder now, but this will not affect his ability to handle affairs.

In a hurry, she called Mo Xiyi.

"Where do you think he's going? He asked me to tell me that he went to a social event, but he didn't even bring Nanchuan with him. Besides, since when did he like to socialize..."

Strictly speaking, Su Ziyue and Mo Xiyi are not very familiar. If it weren't for Qin Muchen, she would have had very little contact with him. At this time, it was probably because Qin Muchen was too anxious, so she talked like a bean. , fast and fast, endless.

While listening, Mo Xiyi calmly raised his head to look at Qin Muchen.

Qin Muchen was standing next to him, his eyes were a little blank, it was obvious that all his attention was on the phone call.

"Hello? Dr. Mo, are you listening?" Su Ziyue was anxious. After talking for a long time, she didn't hear Mo Xiyi's response, so she became even more anxious.

Mo Xiyi didn't answer immediately, but just looked up at Qin Muchen.

Obviously, he was waiting for Qin Muchen's instructions.

Qin Muchen frowned slightly, and gave Mo Xiyi a slightly stern look.

Mo Xiyi understood, and replied aloud: "Don't be too anxious, sir, maybe you just think it's too troublesome to bring other people?"

"But I'm worried about his current situation. What if he shows his feet in front of others? I have to find him." Mo Xiyi's words reassured Su Ziyue, but the worry still remained.

Hearing this, Mo Xiyi looked up at Qin Muchen again.

Qin Muchen gave him a cold look, without saying a word, he lowered his head and took out his mobile phone.

He pressed the power button, and the screen suddenly lit up. Before he could open the lock screen, he saw a reminder of a missed call.

The corners of his eyes moved imperceptibly, and he slid his thumb on the screen to turn it on. Those missed calls were all from the same person - Su Ziyue.

However, the note is my wife.

Qin Muchen called her.

Mo Xiyi was beside him, seeing his actions clearly.

He remembered that he was once entrusted to see a doctor for an old man with dementia.

The old man liked his little granddaughter the most. Every time he went to see a doctor, the old man would mention the name of his little granddaughter. In the evening, she would walk tremblingly towards the kitchen, chanting the words of her little granddaughter. name, said she was going to leave school, and she was going to cook for her.

And her little granddaughter has already finished her studies, is married and has children.

A few minutes ago, Qin Muchen was pinching his neck out of control, as if he wanted to strangle him to death, but now, just hearing Su Ziyue's anxious voice, he took the initiative to call her.

"what!"

As soon as the phone Qin Muchen pulled out was connected, Su Ziyue screamed from Mo Xiyi's cell phone: "Qin Muchen is calling!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Xiyi's phone was hung up.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, looked up at Qin Muchen, and found that he was talking: "The food in this restaurant is terrible. For dinner, I want to eat fish with scallion oil."

Not knowing what the person on the other end of the phone said, Qin Muchen's expression slowly relaxed, his brows were light and he looked like he was about to laugh.

Mo Xiyi marveled at the magic of love, and quietly stepped aside to sort out the things that Qin Muchen knocked over when he threw him out.

Qin Muchen quickly hung up the phone.

Turning around and seeing Mo Xiyi tidying up his things, his eyes darkened: "You get out of here."

Mo Xiyi paused and didn't speak. He silently picked up things on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Qin Muchen added: "Before you leave, explain clearly, and after that, don't contact her again."

He doesn't need Su Ziyue to worry about his condition all day long.

She should be comfortable and happy with him.

This is what he thinks in his heart, but it has not always been possible for him to do it.

There are too many things out of control.

For example, the Mergowyn family has a history of mental illness, and unfortunately, he's the one who's had it.

Sometimes he is sober and knows what he is doing, but sometimes he is completely out of control.

He always thought that if people can't control themselves, they can't do anything.

Therefore, his self-control has been very good.

Twice in his life, he thought, he lost control.

One is because of Su Ziyue, and the other is because of the inescapable family history of mental illness.

Mo Xiyi quickly understood what Qin Muchen meant, his complexion changed suddenly, and he said loudly, "Impossible!"

Qin Muchen had already turned around and was about to leave. Hearing what Mo Xiyi said, he said without turning his head, "I order you as the boss."

Mo Xiyi was not good at persuading people, so he didn't know what to say, but he called him again stubbornly: "Sir!"

"This is my business. I will handle it myself. There is nothing else for you. You should deal with it as soon as possible and leave."

After Qin Muchen finished speaking, he went straight out without giving Mo Xiyi a chance to speak again.

...

When he returned to Morgwynn Castle, Su Ziyue was cooking scallion fish in the kitchen.

She was chopping green onions, but her movements were a little absent-minded, and she didn't even notice that Qin Muchen had walked in.

Qin Muchen walked up behind her softly, and when he lowered his head, he could see her quiet pink side face, his bright red lips were slightly pursed, his slender fingers were on the handle of the knife, and he was cutting the scallions one by one. Shensi does not belong.

"I have no appetite for human fingers."

Hearing the man's voice suddenly, Su Ziyue's hand holding the vegetable heart knife slipped and was about to cut her fingers. Qin Muchen, who had been standing behind her all the time, quickly grabbed her hand and took the vegetable knife in her hand. Walk.

"I suspect that you have been cheating at work in the company these few days." Qin Mu looked down at her, with undisguised suspicion in his tone.

He was mocking her, how could a woman who couldn't even cut an onion do a good job.

Su Ziyue turned her head abruptly, her face full of surprise: "You're back!"

After being pleasantly surprised, she thought of what he said, and immediately recalled: "What do you mean! If you didn't appear suddenly to scare me, how could I almost cut my finger!"