Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

Yuan Feng looked at her with a pale face. After the car stopped, he refused to get out of the car for a long time.

Xin Furong walked to the side of the passenger seat and knocked on the window.

The car window was lowered, and Yuanfeng looked at her with a miserable face, pleading in his eyes: "Furong..."

Xin Furong opened the car door for him, and said coldly, "Come down."

Yuanfeng lowered his eyelids, and walked down very slowly. Xin Furong gave him a cold look, walked ahead, and entered the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

After 10 minutes, the two walked out.

Yuan Feng held Xin Furong back and looked at her with bewildered eyes.

Xin Furong lowered her head, put aside his hand, met his gaze, and was silent for a long time. After a while, she sighed and said seriously: "Yuanfeng, I know, it's not you who took this matter seriously. wrong."

"But... there is no room for sand in my eyes, you will never understand, what my sister means to me, she is my life, I can die a hundred times, but I allow her to have a little bit of trouble .”

"But you are using my safety to hurt her. This is something I will never forgive, even if I know that you are doing it for my own good."

"Furong..." Yuanfeng shouted hoarsely. He really didn't know that her sister was so important to her.

Even if she died a hundred times, wouldn't she be allowed to do a little thing?

What kind of feeling is this?

"In the future, if you want to see the child, you can come anytime." Xin Furong said again.

Before turning around, her expression suddenly changed to warn him coldly: "Yuanfeng, you are a smart person, you should know those things, what should you do, right?"

"You'd better rot all that in your stomach, otherwise..." Xin Furong didn't make it very clear, but she believed Yuanfeng could understand.

After leaving these words, Xin Furong turned around and got into the car, stepped on the accelerator, and left.

When driving out of the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau, she suddenly slammed on the brakes, covering her chest in pain, feeling her heart throbbing, as if someone was tearing her heart apart.

And just in front of her car, a brand new RV drove past...

In that RV, there were four people sitting, and one was lying down.

One person was sitting on the main seat, the other was squatting on the side of the small bed in the RV, and the other two were bodyguards.

The man in the main seat held a glass of strong wine in his hand, lowered his head and took a sip, raised his cold eyes and asked the person squatting beside the crib: "Have you not found the young master yet? Pei Bai."

"Master, no." The man squatting on the side of the small bed replied, his name is Pei Bai, he is the subordinate and adopted son of the man in the main seat.

And the man on the main seat is none other than Mo Ziqi's elder brother, Mo Xing.

Hearing this, Mo Xing's eyes darkened a little. He lowered his eyes and tapped lightly on the small table beside him with his slender fingers. The rhythm of the tapping was very slow, which made people feel extremely nervous.

After a moment of silence, he said again: "Send more people to look for it. If you can't find it before the fifteenth day..." At this point, his words suddenly stopped, and his eyes fell on the little body lying on the small bed.

This small body is a little woman, no, not even a woman, it should be called a little girl!

A girl of eighteen or nineteen.

She is so beautiful that there is no word in this world that can describe her beauty.