Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Almost a sleepless night.

In the early morning, Qiao Zhinuan got up as soon as it was dawn, and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the little bit of dim light blue spreading across the sky outside the window.

Her eyes are a little straight.

Mo Siting grabbed her shoulders, "Don't you want to sleep for a while?"

Qiao Zhinuan shook her head.

Since the early morning, Qiao Zhinuan has been silent after listening to Mo Siting tell the whole story.

She didn't say a word, but her eyes and demeanor were still in a normal state.

Mo Siting held her shoulders, "Lu Bei has already booked a flight ticket for noon, we will drive to Lin County first, and then fly back home."

Qiao Zhinuan nodded.

Mo Siting packed his things in the room and went out, only to see Qiao Zhinuan who was sitting at the table comforting Granny Zhang in a low voice.

"Grandma, I'm leaving first, and I'll come to see you next time I'm on vacation."

Mrs. Zhang is obviously still in a state of confusion. She has just digested that she has such a big granddaughter, and the granddaughter is married and has a child. She has such a big great-grandson.

She looked at Mo Xiaomo, "You..."

Mo Xiaomo picked up the cardboard behind him.

[My name is Mo Zishu. 】The name is written crookedly, it's all my father's fault, the surname is so difficult to write, and there are too many strokes to give a big name.

【Nickname Xiaomo, four years old this year. 】

[My family lives in Fenglinyuan, No. 214, Futai Road, Ancheng, and I am in the first class of Sunflower Kindergarten. My mobile phone number is: 135XXXXXXXX. 】

【Grandma, please call me when you have time. 】

Although, he knew that this white-haired grandma would forget him in a blink of an eye.

Mo Siting went out with Mo Xiaomo in his arms, and left the cardboard at Granny Zhang's house.

Qiao Zhinuan was sitting in the co-pilot, looking at the figure of the old man who was receding in the rearview mirror, the tears accumulated in his eyes could no longer bear it, and rolled down.

It flows between the lips and teeth, with some salty taste.

Mo Siting held the steering wheel with one hand, and reached out with the other hand to hold her hand from her lap.

"I'll contact Zhong Ze when I get back. When the time comes, I'll see grandma first, and then see if I can take her to Ancheng."

As soon as he boarded the plane, Mo Siting asked for a blindfold for Qiao Zhinuan to put on.

Mo Xiaomo pouted her butt, wanting to ask Qiao Zhinuan to tell him a story.

Mo Siting put a finger on his lips, "Shh, Qiao Qiao didn't sleep well last night."

Mo Xiaomo then sat back to his original place and stopped disturbing Qiao Zhinuan.

Qiao Zhinuan didn't want to sleep at first, her mind was groggy, but the atmosphere Mo Siting created for her was too comfortable, she couldn't help but fell asleep lightly.

The sleep was very light, but it was still a dream.

In the dream, she returned to the year in which Falun lived.

She was listening to music with headphones on, and suddenly, looking out of the car window, she saw thick black smoke billowing in the sky.

That direction happened to be the direction of my own home.

She ripped off the earphones.

On the other two sides, there were drivers and passengers talking: "It's on fire!"

"So much black smoke! Everything must have been burnt!"

"Hurry up and call the police!"

"Call the fire department!"

She widened her eyes, suddenly jumped up from the car seat, ran forward, and slammed on the car door, "Get out of the car! Tell me to get out of the car!"

The bus driver opened the door, Qiao Zhinuan jumped out of the car, and ran towards the place where the black smoke was coming out.

The asphalt road was scorching hot from the scorching sun overhead, and white smoke that was about to melt was rising faintly.

She ran wildly, causing all the cars on the road to stop, and the horn blared loudly.

"Don't die!"

"Get out of the way!"

How could she care about these things?

The scorching hot wind blew past her cheeks crazily, and her ears ached from the blowing, but her gaze was fixed on where the billowing black smoke was going.

In the 800-meter exam at the end of the school, she didn't try her best like this.

By the time she arrived, a cordon had been pulled up outside the house, and a sprinkler was spraying the house to put out the fire.

With a bang, her brain exploded completely.

"Don't go in! It's dangerous!"

"Stop that little girl!"

She yelled like crazy, trying to break through the cordon and run over, but was stopped by several firefighters and firmly protected her.

"What are you doing, it's dangerous inside!"

"Is there someone from you here?"

"This is your house?"

She can't hear.

My ears are full of tinnitus, and my mind is also buzzing with the strong impact feeling after running.

She just wants to go in now, to find her father, to find her brother!

A firefighter was holding her down and locked her in the car first, "Don't run around."

She lay her fingers on the car window, her knuckles turned white.

The black smoke rising upwards is getting smaller and smaller, and the fire is getting smaller and smaller.

Finally, when the fire alarm brought out two charred and blackened people from inside, they covered their bodies with a white cloth.

"Have you contacted your family?"

"Contacted, the male owner of this family just wanted to take his son and daughter out on vacation, so he took the servants and the key off for a while."

After all, it is also a big family, and there is a servant's contact number, which can be contacted quickly.

"Is there a daughter? Is there anyone else?"

"No, only these two corpses."

"And what about the girl?"

At this moment, from the police car behind, there was a bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.

Several of the police officers looked over, and there was a girl standing on the car seat, slamming her body against the car door, trying to rush out.

"Go open the door."

A policeman came and opened the door.

She, who was a small person inside, suddenly rushed out.

"Slower!"

Even the policeman who tried to reach out to support her was staggered. She rolled on the ground, the white skirt on her body was stained with dust on the ground, and her knees and elbows were rubbed by the coarse sand. Blood.

But she didn't seem to be in pain, she stumbled and crawled towards the white cloth surrounded by those people.

"father!"

With trembling hands, she wanted to lift the white cloth.

He was stopped by a policeman behind him.

"Son, don't look at it."

They already knew at this time that this was the daughter of the host who was mentioned just now.

She sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, the white cloth reflected in her eyes.

She didn't cry.

The tears seemed to dry up.

The white cloth did not completely cover the corpse.

From under the white cloth, a scorched hand stretched out, with a wrench on the finger.

She leaned forward and stretched out her hand to break the finger.

The palms and palms were hot, leaving a scorched gray black.

The wrench is placed in the palm of the hand, it is a little cold.

It was the wrench Papa always wore, and almost never left it, at least when she saw it.

Someone from the fire brigade came to pull her, "Okay, it's time to send the person away."

She who had been silent all this time suddenly cried out.

"Let go of me! Don't! Don't take my dad, don't take my brother!"

She flew up and hugged the white cloth on her brother!

Pulling it down, the white cloth was torn off.

Qiao Zhinuan saw the charred corpse at close range.

She froze for a moment.

Almost bloody and charred.

It was also this time that Qiao Zhinuan began to be afraid of horror stories, precisely because of the shadow of childhood.

She eventually passed out and was taken to the police station.

She was entertained by a very young policewoman at the police station, who gave her bread and milk.

She did not speak.

They waited until someone from the police station contacted Luo Min and picked her up as an orphan.

"Jojo?"

Mo Siting watched Qiao Zhinuan shaking her head constantly, frowning, trying to wake her up.

Suddenly, the plane jolted.

Qiao Zhinuan struggled to wake up from the nightmare of light sleep.

Mo Siting held her hand tightly, "The plane is landing."

Qiao Zhinuan broke out in a cold sweat.

Mo Siting took out a handkerchief to wipe her sweat, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Qiao Zhinuan took a long breath, "I dreamed of my father and brother... when they died."

Mo Siting put his arms around her waist and patted her on the back reassuringly, "It's okay."

When the plane landed, Mo Siting originally wanted to ask Qiao Zhinuan to go back to Fenglin Garden for a rest, but Qiao Zhinuan insisted on going to the hospital.

Mo Xiaomo was reluctantly picked up by Jiang Siyan.

Mo Siting drove to the hospital.

On the way, I called Shen Hanjing.

"How things had been?"

Shen Hanjing also didn't sleep all night, rubbing between her brows, "Guan Shao is still looking for those people, Lu Li's condition has stabilized a bit, you are back now?"

"On the way."

Shen Hanjing glanced at the woman who was sealed and put aside, "Come on, everyone who should be here is here."

Qiao Yushu trembled.

She was forced to be taken to the hospital by Shen Hanjing, and she was not allowed to sleep all night.

Shen Hanjing sneered: "Sleep? Can you still fall asleep?"

"Why can't I fall asleep?" Qiao Yushu poked his neck and said, "It's not the person I'm looking for, and it's not my turn to her! Why can't I fall asleep?"

"Yes, you can fall asleep." Shen Hanjing curled her fingernails coldly, "I was afraid that you would fall asleep, so I asked someone to tie your hands and feet, stuff your mouth, and ask someone to put you in it." Throw the inside of the sack into the sea to feed the fish, and after a few hours, I’m afraid you will still be able to make headlines, the unidentified female body is buried in the sea, suspected to be a certain actress, you will be able to make headlines on the social edition.”

Qiao Yushu glared at Shen Hanjing, "You dare not!"

"Why don't I dare?" Shen Hanjing raised her lips and smiled, and leaned over, "Do you know what I used to do?"

"What are you doing?"

"I used to be a killer, and you certainly don't know how many people's blood and lives have been stained on my hands, and," Shen Hanjing lifted her chin, "you have to know, a woman with delicate skin and tender flesh like you , I have plenty of ways to punish you."

"Why, how?" Qiao Yushu felt that the aura exuding from this woman Shen Hanjing was really terrifying, and it made her tremble all over.

"Have you ever heard of a human pig?"

"Hostage? Are you going to take me as a hostage?"

"It's a man," Shen Hanjing said in a low voice, "You know the Empress Dowager Lu of the Han Dynasty, right? Just cut off the limbs of Mrs. Qi, the emperor's favorite, goug out her eyes, inject copper into her ears, and use a drug to kill her." Down the throat, cut out the tongue, destroy the vocal cords..."