Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Qiao Zhinuan's heart also lifted.

Mo Siting took two steps towards the dark kitchen, while Qiao Zhinuan stood still.

"Okay, I got it, you call Lu Bei to go there first, and Guan Feng Guan Shao, the people under your command can be used as you like."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Zhinuan hurried over, "What happened?"

Mo Siting stroked her long hair, "It's nothing, it's just some things in the company. Someone deliberately tripped up the company. I asked Lu Bei to deal with it."

Mo Siting's words did not reassure Qiao Zhinuan.

"What happened in the company, why did sister Jing call you?"

"Shirley is in Tianyu, which is some competition between entertainment companies."

Qiao Zhinuan just nodded.

In fact, these words of Mo Si Ting seem to have no flaws, but if you think about it carefully, you can think of the loopholes.

Qiao Zhinuan was nervous, lying on the bed against the ceiling above her head, her mind was buzzing in a mess.

It may be because when I was about to fall asleep, I was woken up by the sudden ringtone, so it was difficult to fall asleep again.

She took out her mobile phone and searched Tianyu's news on Weibo.

Except for a greeting Weibo during the Chinese New Year, there is nothing new.

Not giving up, she searched Shen Hanjing's Weibo again.

As a popular floret, Shen Hanjing is also very low-key.

Only released a photo of holding hands on the first day of the new year.

This Weibo was also on the hot search.

The other figure immediately appeared in Qiao Zhinuan's mind. Could it be that the two have established a relationship?
However, there were many different opinions below, but Shen Hanjing never came forward to explain.

Other than that, there is no other news.

No.

Qiao Zhinuan flipped through some Weibo at the bottom, and found that there was a trumpet in Ait Tangwen.

Could it be that the sudden incident this time had something to do with Tang Wen?

Just when Qiao Zhinuan was about to collapse from the buzzing voice in his head, there was a knock at the door.

Qiao Zhinuan suddenly opened his eyes.

I saw a small figure walking in from the door.

A tall figure followed behind.

Mo Xiaomo had already run over on the ground, trotted to Qiao Zhinuan's bed, looked up at her with big eyes.

Qiao Zhinuan glanced at Mo Xiaomo, then at Mo Siting who was standing behind Mo Xiaomo.

"How did you come?"

Mo Siting said: "My son insisted that he couldn't sleep, so he wanted to sleep with you."

Mo Xiaomo: "..."

Obviously he was dug out from the warm bed!
However, being able to sleep with Xiao Qiao makes me happy when I get up!
Mo Xiaomo directly supported the edge of the bed and climbed up.

Qiao Zhi turned sideways inside the warm wall and leaned against the wall. Mo Siting hugged Mo Xiaomo and put him on the bed, and lay on the other side himself.

Qiao Zhinuan's bed was inherently narrow, and the three of them squeezed into one bed, it looked like a can of sardines, very crowded side by side.

Qiao Zhinuan asked: "Or I'll go down."

Mo Siting said, "Are you looking down on Mo Xiaomo? He will definitely be unhappy."

Mo Xiaomo: "..."

Obviously I despise you!Pull me out every time to block the gun!

Mo Xiaomo took out his small mobile phone, [Qiao Qiao, tell me a story. 】

The nerves in Qiao Zhinuan's mind are tense right now, and she doesn't know what story to tell.

She pursed her lips, "What do you want to hear?"

Mo Siting said, "The three little pigs."

Qiao Zhinuan was a little surprised.

Why did Mo Siting bring up this story.

She didn't have a deep enough impression of all the fairy tales, but only this story was still fresh in her memory, as if she had forgotten everything, and she couldn't forget this story.

Because when she was a child, she always couldn't fall asleep at night, so she would go to her brother with the quilt in her arms and tell her stories.

My brother doesn't have the slightest bit of literary talent, and there is only such a story about the three little pigs.

She: "Brother, didn't you just talk about the Three Little Pigs last time?"

Brother: "You remember wrong, it's the first time I told you."

"No, I clearly remember..."

"Then do you want to listen? Just close your eyes obediently." My brother said impatiently, "Otherwise I won't tell you the story."

It's the same rhetoric every time, but it can coax her every time.

"it is good."

Qiao Zhinuan stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, and said in a gentle voice——

"Once upon a time, there were three cute little pigs. They all wanted to build a beautiful house. The eldest made a house out of straw, and the eldest was very happy. 'Haha, I have my own house!'

The second child built a house out of wood.

The third child wanted to build a house with bricks and tiles, so he worked day and night.My brothers have already moved into the new house, and it is still working tirelessly to build walls and paint.

After three full months like this, the third child's new house was also built.

One day, a big bad wolf came.The boss hid in his straw hut in a panic.The big bad wolf blew hard and blew the straw house down.The eldest had no choice but to flee to the home of the second.

……

In the end, facing the impenetrable brick house, the big bad wolf had no choice but to watch the three little pigs jumping and jumping in the window, and ran away in despair. "

Mo Xiaomo has fallen asleep.

Qiao Zhinuan pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and met Mo Siting's dark eyes.

Mo Siting leaned over and covered her eyes with his palm, "Go to sleep."

Maybe it was the reassuring feeling in Mo Siting himself, Qiao Zhinuan really no longer had those miscellaneous and chaotic thoughts in his mind, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Siting looked at Qiao Zhinuan's gentle sleeping face, his eyes brightened and darkened.

She should have forgotten.

As early as three or four years ago, the little sister who was showing off her power outside during the day on weekdays would be afraid when it thundered at night, and would come to his room with the quilt in her arms, curled up on the thick cashmere carpet on the ground, and called He tells stories.

Mo Siting asked disdainfully, "What do you want to hear?"

She said very unpromisingly: "The three little pigs."

If it is a demonic obstacle, it is almost the same.

Mo Siting's phone was muted, and he didn't feel sleepy, so he closed his eyes for a while, and when he woke up, he saw the screen of the phone next to his pillow was on.

He got up and took a look at his phone. There were several missed calls.

He glanced at the two people on the other side. Mo Xiaomo was curled up in Qiao Zhinuan's arms, and both of them were still in a dream.

Mo Siting walked out of the room with his mobile phone.

Because it was an old-fashioned room, the sound insulation effect was poor, so Mo Siting directly approved a coat and opened the door to the porch.

There was no wind at night.

Mo Siting stood behind the pillar and dialed Lu Bei's phone number.

"Has it been resolved?"

Lu Bei should have complained about being called up in the middle of the night, but when he arrived at the scene, there was really no complaint at all.

Only sighs remained.

She sighed, "Shirley has already sent someone to the hospital. With Miss Shirley here, it should be fine. Now it's mainly Qiao Yushu..."

When Mo Siting heard the name, he narrowed his eyes slightly.

"who is it?"

The short words had already caught Lu Beixin's mind. He said, "I have already asked my men to go down to track down the whereabouts, and they can't go far. They should be able to catch him within three to five hours at most."

Mo Siting nodded, "Find someone you can trust to handle this matter, those two newcomers..."

He paused, as if thinking about the name.

"Song Ke and Liu Keying."

"Yes, the two of them should not be disturbed for the time being."

"Yes."

"You can see if Jiang Siyan is back, or you can call her."

When Lu Bei heard this, he paused, "Boss, don't you suspect Secretary Jiang..."

What happened last time undoubtedly put Jiang Siyan at the top of the suspect list.

Mo Siting snorted, "If I really doubted her, I wouldn't have given Mo Xiaomo to her."

Mo Xiaomo is Mo Siting's only bloodline.

Jiang Siyan was in charge of Mo Xiaomo's daily life from the very beginning. Mo Siting had already investigated Jiang Siyan's family background and interpersonal relationship before he was hired.

If you use someone you don't trust, why not remove him from the start.

As the saying goes, don't use doubtful people, and don't doubt employing people.

Jiang Siyan's character has always been very good, enough to make people feel at ease.

Lu Bei asked, "Boss, when will you come back? Do I need to book a flight ticket?"

"I should go tomorrow. I'll go back first. Let's make an appointment at noon."

Leave the car to Qiao Zhinuan. There is no airport in the county seat, but there is an airport in Linshi. It takes less than half an hour for a taxi to fly to Ancheng.

This was arranged by Mo Siting for Lu Bei early in the morning, and Lu Bei knew when and where to book the air ticket.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Siting stood on the porch for a while before turning back to the house.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Qiao Zhinuan who had already walked to the door, holding on to the door frame, looking at him with bright black eyes.

"Why did you get up?"

Mo Siting took two steps forward and grabbed Qiao Zhinuan's shoulder.

Qiao Zhinuan pursed her lips and looked up at Mo Siting.

"Something really happened."

Seeing Qiao Zhinuan's serious expression, Mo Siting couldn't bear it, "It's nothing serious..."

"Don't hide it from me." Qiao Zhinuan reached out and grabbed the corner of Mo Siting's clothes, "Who is it? Is it Meimei?"

The one who stayed in Ancheng could be related to Qiao Zhinuan and was concerned about Yu Meimei.

"Or my mother?"

"No," Mo Siting said directly in order to stop Qiao Zhinuan from continuing to think like this, "It's Lu Li."

Qiao Zhinuan's eyes widened, "Lu Li? What happened to her? She's still staying in Ancheng?"

Before the Chinese New Year holiday, Qiao Zhinuan and Lu Li met several times.

Lu Li said at the time that Shen Hanjing wanted to give her a fifteen-day annual leave this time and let her go back to her hometown for the New Year.

Lu Li herself said that she hadn't been home for the New Year for two years, and this year she took advantage of the long paid vacation that Sister Jing gave her to go back and celebrate the New Year.

Mo Siting took Qiao Zhinuan's hand and held it in his palm, "It's...your sister."