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In the bedroom.

Mo Yan Jue's face was not good-looking.

He took the ointment from the servant's hand and sent him out.

The old aunt quickly hid out, only two of them were left in the bedroom.

Quiet can only hear his own breathing sound, and lying in bed with a plain white face, quiet can not even hear the breath.

"Muqiqi."

It was the first time he calmly called her name.

There is no before the fierce, also does not have before the pique.

But with a bit of love.

She is now like this, really let a person look very distressed.

The person on the bed had no other reaction except staring at a pair of eyes, as if she had never heard what he said.

Deep eyes across a touch of dark light, full of heartache, he sat down and patted the quilt on her body.

"Don't think about anything. Have a good rest."

After hesitating for a long time, he finally did not know what to say to comfort him.

Just light said a word, quietly quit the room.

The moment the door closed, the sad expression became cold and stern. The two eyebrows twisted fiercely and strode towards the study.

"How about it? Is it clear? "

Call out, he said coldly.

Zhou Hua, on the other end of the phone, was careful. "According to the leader, it was a man who paid for them."

"Men?" Mo Yan Jue deeply twisted his eyebrows, and he expected some bad.

According to his investigation into the things behind Mr. Mu's paintings, he gradually learned about Su Xiaofeng.

So this accident, he also thought it was su Xiaofeng gas, but the old house was owned by Muqiqi, so he made such a bad strategy.

But now it seems that things are much more complicated.

"What kind of man is he?" Squinting, he asked, gritting his teeth.

"The police are in the portrait according to the description of the man, it is estimated that there will be an answer soon." Zhou Hua was trembling, and he was also gnashing his teeth against the bandits.

"Well, call me whenever you have any questions."

"OK, Mr. mo."

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the phone hung up, and the tall figure stood in front of the large French window for a long time.

Until the next room heard the soft voice of the little guy, he just panicked back, little star came back from school?

In a hurry, he opened the door of Muqiqi's room.

In the bedroom, the little guy stood by the bed and gently stroked the woman's pale face, "Mommy, what's the matter with you? Are you sick? "

Mo Yan Jue stood outside the door, saw the scene of the heart wrenching, his heart hurt fiercely.

I saw the bed has been staring at people who do not speak, tears Hua on the down.

See the woman's tears, Mo Yan Jue's hard heart is a burst of pain.

He gently opened the door and went in. He squatted down and put his son in his arms. In a low voice, "Mommy is ill and needs to rest. Would you and daddy go out first?"

The little guy was scared by Mu Qiqi's lifeless appearance, and big big tears fell down.

"Daddy, Mommy, what's the matter with her?" she cried

Seeing Mu Qiqi's smiling appearance, she suddenly does not speak and has no expression. The child is very afraid, and the hands around his neck are shaking.

"Don't be afraid, Mommy. Trust me!"

The little guy nodded heavily, but his eyes never left the mother on the bed.

"Daddy, can I help Mommy wipe her tears?"

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