Chapter 353

Hearing this, he said, "yes, they just want 50 million in cash. They wanted 100 million in those days."

Muqingfeng was too scared to pronounce clearly: "yes, yes They just want 50 million in cash. You can give them... "

Muting owl is his only life-saving straw now, he can only tightly grasp muting owl.

"Then why didn't you give that one hundred million?" The voice of the muting owl was like a devil climbing out of hell.

"Kingpin Ting Xiao, I'm your father. Help me... " The only thought in Mu Qingfeng's heart at this time is to ask for mu tingxiao.

"In those days, my mother would not have come to such an end if you had any scruples about the relationship between husband and wife! Muqingfeng, this is your retribution

Every word of Mu Ting Xiao was squeezed out from his teeth, and then he hung up with a bang.

It was already dusk.

The servants were all driven out, and the hall was dim without lights.

In such a big living room, except for the moting owl and the quiet night standing behind him, there is only one mojinyun who has fainted.

Mu Ting owl maintained a posture and sat there motionless, as if to be integrated with the coming night.

For a long time, the night a little worried called: "young master."

Mu wennuan didn't know when he had come down from the upstairs.

She walked past lightly and covered the broken arm sent by the kidnapper: "young lady."

Mu wennuan said, "help Miss Mu back to her room. I'm here."

Time and night will Mu Jinyun and the broken arm away.

Mu wennuan sat down beside mu tingxiao.

It's getting darker. In the room without the light on, she can't see the face of muting owl clearly.

Mu wennuan reached out to hold his face, turned his face around, and face to face with him: "Mu Ting owl."

Mu Ting owl turned his head and forced mu wennuan into his arms, but he still didn't forget to avoid the unhealed injury on mu wennuan's shoulder.

Mu Nuan reached out and patted Mu Ting owl gently on his back. At this time, it was superfluous to comfort him with more words.

She could feel that the moting owl was spraying heavily on her neck with a suppressed breath.

"My mother is a very gentle and beautiful woman. She is better than anyone else." His voice was hoarse and painful.

"I know," she said

She knew what an excellent woman mu tingxiao's mother was. She was a famous lady from a scholarly family. She thought she had married the right husband, but she died in that way.

It's not fair.

The most innocent people have to bear the most pain and unbearable.

"How can they do it?"

Mu wennuan couldn't see Mu Ting's face, but he could feel the helplessness and pain in his words.

After many years, his mother Jing Shu is a thorn in his heart, planted in his heart, move a pain.

Even if at that time, mu tingxiao's mother really died in a kidnapping case, mu tingxiao would not be so painful.

Mu wennuan couldn't answer the question.

He has no solution to this problem.

She is not mu Qingfeng or Mu Lian, so she can't guess what kind of psychology they had when they did it.

Even an outsider like her finds it hard to accept. She can't imagine how painful the moting owl is now.

She hugged the muting owl, and her tone was serious and firm: "you and me, and mu mu, our family will be reunited soon. If my mother knows you are happy, she should be happy, and she loves you very much."

As soon as her voice fell, she felt warm liquid falling into her neck.

Mu wennuan didn't dare to move again and couldn't speak.

……

The next day.

Mu wennuan and mu tingxiao set out to the island that Si Chengyu said.

Island surrounded by the sea, beautiful scenery, from the Shanghai market in the past, to fly day - night.

Before leaving, mu wennuan saw the new headlines.

"The kidnapped Mu Qingfeng was found early this morning and sent to the hospital for rescue. He was out of danger."

After a cursory look at the news, mu wennuan turns off the web page, puts his mobile phone away and looks up at the moting owl sitting opposite him.

Last night, she sat in the hall with muting Owl for a long time. Then she fell asleep and woke up on the plane.

As usual, he was dressed in a straight suit with a stack of materials in his hand. His eyes were cold and light, and he didn't see any depression.

This man's self-regulation ability is amazing.

"I look more attractive than breakfast." Mu Ting Xiao put down the information in his hand and looked up at her: "you've been staring at me for two minutes, but you haven't eaten breakfast."Mu warm Leng for a while, lowered his head to pick up a bun bit, just said: "before did not know you have a private plane."

This time, they were flying in the private plane of the muting owl.

Mu Ting owl bowed his head and continued to look at the information in his hand: "if you like, I'll buy one for you after I go back."

After eating two steamed buns, mu wennuan didn't move. He sat down next to him and read the information with him.

What mu tingxiao is looking at is some information about the island, as well as various trends of Si chengyu in the past six months.

When Si Chengyu wrote the address to him, in addition to sending people to stare at Si Chengyu, he also sent people to go to the island first.

But the island in addition to the house and a few servants guarding the house, did not find mu.

Mu wennuan pulled the corner of his mouth and said anxiously: "Si Chengyu is too cunning. I always think it won't be so smooth."

"Believe me?" Mu Ting owl put down the information in his hand and stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms.

Mu wennuan looked up and said, "no matter when, I believe you."

Mu Ting owl plucked her hair: "then don't think about it."

Mu wennuan nodded and turned to look out of the window, but his uneasiness didn't decrease.

She took a deep breath and stood up. "I'll go and see Miss Su."

Mu Ting Xiao seemed to see her uneasiness and didn't say much. He just nodded and let her go.

Mu warm past, see Su light Ning sitting at the window, a quiet and beautiful appearance.

Mu Nuan called: "Miss Su."

Su Qingning looked back at her: "young lady."

"Sorry, I don't know your original name." In fact, I can't imagine what a woman would like to have plastic surgery like another woman, what kind of things she has experienced.

Su Qingning's face was indifferent: "it didn't matter what it was originally called. What's important is that the young master helped me, and my existence can help you find the young lady."