Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Du Tao opened his eyes again and found that it was pitch black.

He was surprised to find that his hands and feet were bound, and his head was covered with a soft thing, which should be a sack.

He is not dead?
Those memories before the coma came back again.

He was in that cloud of smoke bombs, and for some reason, he stretched out a hand from behind to cover his mouth and nose, and dragged him out.

Du Tao felt a jolt under his body.

This is in a car?
The car stopped, and with a bang, the door of the truck was opened, and Du Tao was roughly pulled down, bumping his body against the wall. If he hadn't blocked his mouth, he might have screamed out.

"Take off the hood on her head."

A voice sounded, and the black hood was taken off.

Bright light shone straight into his eyes.

Du Tao narrowed his eyes, only to realize that it was him sitting in front of him!

"Uuuuuuu..."

The rag stuffed in his mouth made it impossible for him to speak.

A man in black next to him raised his hand and removed the rag from Du Tao's mouth.

"Young Master Su!" Du Tao let out a shrill cry.

The man was wearing a mask, revealing only a pair of brown-black eyes, which were cold-blooded and fierce.

"Du Tao, I have warned you many times."

His voice came out through the mask, it was bitingly cold, and Du Tao couldn't help shivering.

He looked at the man, "Young Master Su, I...I just couldn't get angry for a while..."

"Du Tao, don't dismiss me with such words," the man squatted down, level with Du Tao, "I have told you many times, where is my bottom line, but you violated my words many times, and you still made it this time?" With this kind of thing, do you think that once Qiao Zhinuan dies, you can still live?"

"No, I... I was just trying to scare her! Who said that a woman like her doesn't have eyes, and she likes a man like Mo Siting? Young Master Su is a hundred times better than her..."

Before he finished speaking, a man in black made a sudden move, slapping each other hard on the left and right sides.

Du Tao's fat body fell hard to the ground with a bang.

The man sneered, "Who told you to speculate on such words casually, huh? Do you know what I love about her?"

Du Tao spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Du Tao, you could have continued to live for a while, but this time, you really touched my taboo."

After the man finished speaking, he turned around and was about to go out.

Du Tao hugged the man's leg.

"Young Master Su, I know I was wrong, and I will never dare again! Let me go this time! I will serve you honestly in the future!"

The man turned around and sneered. The black military boots above his feet stepped on the back of Du Tao's hands lying on the ground.

"Do you still remember when I saved you?"

"I, I was..." Du Tao's painful forehead was dripping with cold sweat, "When I was hunted down by Mo Siting..."

"What was the reason for that, do you remember?"

"I... I... Ah!"

"You have cheated on Qiao Zhinuan..." The man sighed faintly, but from the expression on his face, he couldn't see any look of pity and sorrow, "Actually, when I saved you, I didn't intend to continue Keeping you, keeping you, is just... lingering on."

Du Tao's finger bones were on the steel-like leather boots, and the pain like a bone crack made him cry out.

"what!"

The man moved his hand away, and Du Tao's five fingers seemed to have been nailed to the ground.

"You have lived for three years, that's enough."

He turned around, and a man in black handed over a pair of white gloves.

The man put on his gloves, walked out, and walked to the iron gate, "Take a breath and throw it out."

"Yes."

"Young Master Su! You can't do this! Young Master Su!"

The man said: "It's too noisy, shut your mouth."

"Yes."

The iron door of the basement slammed shut.

Completely disappeared.

The man stepped on the rusty steps of the stairs with his leather boots on the ground.

Upstairs, there was an older man standing at the door, "Master, I just got back from the hospital."

"Well, how is she?"

"There is no serious problem, even if he is still in a coma, it is all skin trauma, and the knife wound did not hurt the internal organs."

…………

In the VIP ward.

Qiao Zhinuan was lying on the hospital bed, her little face was bloodless, and her lips seemed to have merged with her complexion.

White gauze was pasted on the side of his face, covering the hideous and terrifying incision on his face.

Mo Siting sat by the bed, holding the woman's cold hand with both hands, trying to transmit the warmth of his palm to her.

There was a knock at the door.

Lu Bei walked in and whispered, "Boss..."

Mo Siting raised his hand, interrupted Lu Bei's words, turned around and walked out, closing the door gently.

"The police force is already searching for Du Tao, but they can't find it anywhere. However, there is such a car, which was captured by surveillance cameras behind the factory when the incident happened."

Lu Bei handed Mo Siting a photo.

The photo is not very clear, but it can be seen that it is a freight car.

Not far behind the freight car was a black commercial vehicle.

Mo Siting's eyes darkened a bit.

"Go and check, right now."

"Yes."

"Find Du Tao, don't kill him immediately, bring him back to me..." Mo Siting's eyes revealed a frightening light, this was the first time Lu Bei saw such a chilling expression on the boss's face.

It's not like it hasn't happened before.

It's just that he's never been this serious before.

"Yes."

Just as Lu Bei was about to turn around, he suddenly seemed to think of something, "Boss, and... Jiang Siyan just said that the young master... is not in a good situation."

After the incident, Jiang Siyan rushed to the scene and took Mo Xiaomo to the hospital for a full body examination.

Those who came into contact with Mo Xiaomo were all female doctors and nurses, and Jiang Siyan was also a woman.

In this case, the pressure that women can give will be much less than that of men.

The inspection results came out, and all the results were fine.

However, Mo Xiaomo was sitting alone on the hospital bed, staring at the wall in a daze, as if even the speed of eyelid blinking had slowed down.

Lu Bei asked: "Do you want to... find a psychiatrist for the young master?"

Mo Siting waved his hand, "I'll go and talk to Zhong Ze about this, and you go to the police force first."

He glanced at Qiao Zhinuan in the ward, left two bodyguards at the door, and went to Zhong Ze's office.

Zhong Ze was also suddenly called over tonight.

He is yawning now, with Qiao Zhinuan's inspection reports in one hand and Mo Xiaomo's inspection reports in the other.

Qiao Zhinuan happened to have a physical examination today, and before Lin Zhiyuan was discharged from the hospital, Zhong Ze sent their DNA to the paternity testing center for comparison.

There was a knock on the office door.