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Linhai manor.

When song Qingyun arrived, it was almost midnight.

The whole manor is full of lights.

He was supposed to enter the living room by the servants, and the scene of entering the door shocked him.

Like an emperor, Mo yanjue was sitting in the middle of the sofa. The original soft light was leaking from the top of his head. It was not half soft when hitting him. On the contrary, it gave people a cold feeling that he was thousands of miles away.

Several domestic servants and his assistant Zhou Hua stood in a row, waiting for his reprimand.

Song Qingyun approached and called softly, "old ink."

Mo Yan Jue's expressionless face did not have any redundant expression, raised his eyelids and looked at him, squeezed out a word: "sit."

However, Yang Yilin, who was sitting on the side of the street, was very pleased with song Qingyun's arrival and raised eyebrows at him. He seemed to be looking forward to his persuading his cousin.

Isn't it just a woman?

If you go, you'll find another one. As for such a big fight, send out waves after waves of people to look for it?

And don't look at what time it is now, and if it goes on, his dark circles should come out.

Trying hard to face song Qingyun who sat down, Yang Yilin asked him to help.

Can not wait for the old song to speak, just like a giant Buddha someone cold mouth.

"No news?"

Zhou Hua raised his head and cautiously replied, "all the major airport stations have sent people to check. Even our people from Mu's family have also gone. There is no trace of Miss mu."

"Has he Jiajun's information been checked?" Said he Jiajun, cold eyes squint, showing a frightening gloomy.

"The flight to country f at three o'clock in the morning last night must have left."

What does he Jiajun mean when he walks with his front foot and then she disappears?

He also assured him that they were just friends! What an irony!

Dangerous eyes narrowed, he got up and stood up from the sofa, "all go back."

All of you here, standing, looked at each other for a few seconds. Looking at his tall figure, he had already stepped up the stairs on the second floor. Zhou Huacai thought of it and asked, "Mr. Mo, do you still want to find someone?"

The tall figure turned his back to them and could not see his facial expression, but just listening to the tone of his mouth, you could imagine how ugly his face was.

"Call back those who are sent out!"

I don't want to find the implication.

Zhou Hua responded respectfully, "yes."

After a pause, Zhou Hua continued: "Mr. Mo, there's another thing ···"

"come to my study!"

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after coming out of the manor, song Qingyun took Yang Yilin's car.

As soon as he got on the bus, he asked, "what's the matter?"

Yang Yilin drove the car carelessly. "I don't know. It's said that he left a letter to the Lord, and then he disappeared. I guess it must be because of that little star. A few days ago, because that little star woke up, he ran away from our old Yang's house. At that time, I knew that there must be such a day. "

Yang Yilin's analysis is reasonable, but song Qingyun frowns and disapproves.

"I don't think she's the kind of person who walks on two boats."

"Hey Yang Yilin said unconvinced, "I see more women or you see more women? You don't know women at all. You can't just look at the appearance of people. You can't be pure one by one. It's not sure what it's like inside. "

Song Qingyun was too lazy to take a look at his fallacies and insisted: "I don't think Muqiqi is that kind of person. I believe that she must have something to do to leave."

"Oh, Hello, my good brother, don't be silly. If she wants to have a hard time, the sows will go up the tree ····"

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