In the coffee shop, the music is not the leisurely French minor just now.

It's the elegant sound of a violin.

She was very familiar with the music.

When Mo Xiuze performed on the stage in school, the cuff was damaged and she sewed lace on it. He played this song on the stage.

Is it a coincidence?

Or -

Ruan Xiaomo's slightly stiff hand touched a card under the coffee plate.

I don't know what she thought. It seemed that she had a flash of inspiration for a while. She pretended that she was just fiddling with it and pulled out a short paragraph.

"I know what you want to do. Let me help you, Xiaomo."

If she didn't respond to the sound of the violin, she probably wouldn't have a chance to see it.

Ruan Xiaomo's face turned white. She quickly pushed the card back.

Mo Xiuze?

How could he know what she was going to do?

Besides, she doesn't need his help. She just needs him to protect his own family.

Aunt Mo and uncle Mo need him.

He is the only son of Mohism.

He can't have an accident.

Ruan Xiaomo picked up his coffee and took a sip of it, but he was very flustered.

The music that Mo Xiuze played at the beginning was still dispersing in the air, impacting her eardrum.

Ruan Xiaomo couldn't sit down without two sips of coffee.

The feeling of panic seized her.

She picked up her bag and planned to leave immediately.

She didn't want to see what happened to Mo Xiuze, so this time, she would never involve Mo Xiuze again!

"Miss, your bill." A tall waiter came to her desk and put down a bill with a smile.

Ruan Xiaomo remembered that she had not paid yet.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Ruan Xiaomo sat down again and picked up the bill to check.

She thought she must have looked like a frightened bird just now.

"Little foam." Suddenly the waiter whispered at a volume that only the two of them could hear.

Ruan Xiaomo almost couldn't control himself and looked up in surprise.

But after all, she almost export words, abruptly into: "I swipe the card."

"No problem." The waiter immediately responded kindly.

Ruan Xiaomo felt the black card in his bag and said in a low voice anxiously: "you shouldn't have appeared! You know how cruel Jin liefeng is! "

I tortured him like that before.

Mo Xiuze should not go to this muddy water again!

"Should I watch you fall into danger?" The waiter lowered his voice and looked at her looking for the card with a smile, "Xiao Mo, I can't do it."

Ruan Xiaomo couldn't delay any longer. He could only put the card on the table and asked in a low voice: "Mo Xiuze, you are crazy! Have you considered what Mohism should do? "

"I found the White House." Mo Xiuze smile, was decorated face completely can not see, the slightest can not see the past Qingjun gentle appearance, "please wait a moment, I'll pay for you immediately."

Ruan Xiaomo suddenly remembered something and took the card back.

"No, I remember I have change!"

She took the card back to her bag, looked down at the change and said, "then you should protect your family, Mo Xiuze. Stay away from me. It's good for everyone."

"It's not good for me."

Before as if very calm voice, finally appeared a crack.

"Last time you went to his picture and replayed it in front of me again and again, Xiao Mo, the only thing I can't do is turn a blind eye to your things!"

"I want you to be happy as you used to be, instead of being a prisoner."

Ruan Xiaomo stops looking for change.

She can feel Mo Xiuze's sincerity from those words.

Unfortunately, if only she could know before he went abroad.

But now, nothing is the same.

The tip of the nose is slightly sour.

Ruan Xiaomo blinked, maintained a calm look, and put a pile of bits and pieces of money on the table. "Keep the change."

She got up and walked quickly to the door to leave the cafe.

"Young lady, the young master ordered you to stay here a little longer."

But the bodyguard at the door suddenly changed her old obedience and reached out to stop her.

Ruan Xiaomo looked at the bodyguard in amazement: "why?"

Why did Jin liefeng suddenly make such a request?

Or, what did he find out?!

Almost at the same time, several bodyguards came in from the door and pointed their guns at the customers and the waiters who were still in the shop. They scared the people in the shop.They are coming for Mo Xiuze!

Jin liefeng finds that Mo Xiuze is here too?!

Ruan Xiaomo's face suddenly looked ugly.

Mo Xiuze, he will be found out!

He -

just when Ruan Xiaomo's eyes touched his position just now, he found that the waiter dressed up by Mo Xiuze had disappeared quietly.

He left.

Fortunately, he left.

The bodyguards have checked the people in the shop, and there are no suspicious people.

Ruan Xiaomo stayed quietly until she felt the strong pressure of the man coming in from the door.

Jin liefeng was dressed in a dark overcoat, tall, and full of cold and fierce breath.

He strode in and came to Ruan Xiaomo.

"I told you not to play tricks under my nose!"

Her chin was suddenly pinched up, and her hand was so strong that tears almost spilled from the corners of her eyes.

Ruan Xiaomo secretly took a deep breath and looked at Jin liefeng in front of him: "I didn't play tricks. It's just a coincidence."

The man's angular face is full of haze.

"You know why I came before I asked you?" He gave a cold hum, and five fingers squeezed her chin: "Ruan Xiaomo, are you not fighting yourself?"

"Jin liefeng, at the beginning, I didn't expect that you even looked for the school performance videos when I was in school."

This is true to Ruan Xiaomo.

She did not expect that Jin liefeng would investigate everything in that year in such detail.

As a high fee noble school, it is natural for students to perform videos.

Mo Xiuze's original performance, of course, is in the video.

Today's violin music has not only attracted her attention, but also Jin liefeng's.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Mo Xiuze disguised himself and left at this time.

The only card that can prove that they have communicated with each other is the wet mark on it. It's long time ago.

As long as she can make Jin liefeng believe that this song is just a coincidence, maybe she can muddle through.