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Hiding in this soft and warm embrace, Mo Qinwen finally felt a little peace of mind.So many things happened in the family, some blood relatives gave red envelopes, some gave gifts, some patiently talked with her, some expressed their willingness to adopt her, but they never hugged her.

The hug in her memory was only the last time she ran away from home.She was hiding in the Maple Leaf Square which was surrounded and renovated. Zhuo Weilan saw her staying beside the dilapidated swing, and hugged her in a hurry regardless of the danger. She thought that she was willing to go home obediently because Zhuo Weilan would fight In terms of face, after thinking about it later, I realized how touching that soft hug was.

On this day, Yi Qing hugged her, unexpectedly soft and gentle like Zhuo Weilan.

Mo Qinwen sniffed and muttered, "It's actually quite soft."

She spoke in a low voice, but forgot that she was very close to Yi Qing.

So, Mo Qinwen found a comfortable place to nest, and when she was about to cry, she suddenly heard Yi Qing say something.

"Because I'm fat."

"..."

Mo Qinwen's brewing melancholy just dissipated, and she couldn't laugh or cry:

It doesn't make you sad anymore!

Chapter 22 Good Night

Yi Qing said herself that she was fat.

When Mo Qinwen heard this extremely clear sentence, and then looked at Yi Qing's serious and serious expression as usual, she was stunned for a moment, and couldn't remember what she was sad about just now.

Tears retracted, her nose was not sour, she wanted to cry but couldn't cry, wanted to laugh but was so little meaningless, and finally coughed due to the unsmooth breathing.

Xiao Ding and Xiao Zhou who were sitting in front didn't know why, they only knew that it was strange that she was blushing all over her face, and a sneak peek from the rearview mirror gave the boss enough face to pretend that she couldn't see or hear.

Yi Qing even gave her face, stroking her back personally, and said respectfully, "Slow down."

For some reason, Mo Qinwen felt that these words were also quite joyful, so she burst out laughing out of a suffocated breath, "Pfft."

Yi Qing stared at her silently.

"..." Mo Qinwen also felt that she looked weird, coughed dryly, and slowly distanced herself from Yi Qing.Leaving that unexpectedly gentle hug, she clearly saw a piece of Yi Qing's clothes wet with tears, embarrassed and speechless for a moment, she cleared her throat and solemnly thanked, "Thank you."

Yi Qing didn't know whether she didn't pay attention or really didn't care that her clothes got wet, she didn't look down, she just sat back and settled down, "You're welcome."

Mo Qinwen was even more embarrassed, she took out a tissue and handed it over, "Please."

Yi Qing took it with a look of hesitation.

Mo Qinwen couldn't see through this expression, so she moved a little closer unconsciously.

then……

Yi Qing, whose hand was raised, wiped her tears with the tissue she had just handed over.

"..." Mo Qinwen didn't expect this kind of misunderstanding. She was surprised, and in a very short period of time, she compared telling the truth and making mistakes, which is embarrassing. In the end, she felt that the former was the most embarrassing, so she simply didn't explain it, and she was deeply shocked. Keeping it in my heart, I said in a muffled voice, "I'll do it myself."

Yi Qing gave a soft "hmm", crumpled the wet paper towel and held it in the palm of her hand, and gave her another clean one.

The car was quiet again.

Mo Qinwen tidied up her messy hair and looked out of the window silently.

Yi Qing's phone vibrated suddenly.

"Is it my cousin? Quickly answer!" Mo Qinwen's first reaction was that Mo Shuang or Zhuo Weilan called.She lost her mobile phone and lost contact with her family.After getting in the car, she tried to inquire about the latest news of her uncle, but she failed to borrow her mobile phone and listen to the radio. She was in a state of restlessness. She exploded when she poked her, and couldn't stop crackling when she opened her mouth. "Ask how uncle is doing. gone."

Yi Qing took out her mobile phone, her movements were still crisp and quick, but not necessarily faster than usual.

A name was displayed on the phone screen: Wu Xiaoman.

Mo Qinwen said sadly, "It's not my cousin."

"Listen." Yi Qing wiped the phone screen with a tissue before handing it to her, "It should be looking for you."

Mo Qinwen hesitated to take it.

To be honest, she is not in the mood to talk to Wu Xiaoman now.For the slender and sensitive Wu Xiaoman, her attitude has always been cautious, for fear of saying something wrong to make the person she likes unhappy, and she is under the pressure of asking for it.At this moment, all her thoughts were on her uncle's safety, and she really didn't have the energy to smile and speak nicely to Wu Xiaoman.

But the call has already come, no matter how weak Mo Qinwen is, she has to smile and answer it in a relaxed tone, "Hello?"

Wu Xiaoman recognized her voice immediately, "Qinwen, are you home yet?"

"Not yet. Is the reporter gone?"

"Let's go." Wu Xiaoman said softly, "Mi Jiameng was also taken away."

"take away?"

"Well, the police are here."

Mo Qinwen was taken aback for a moment, then laughed heartily, "You deserve it!"

She subconsciously reacted like revenge, forgetting that she had never lost her temper in front of Wu Xiaoman.After the series of hearty laughter stopped, she realized that this behavior was a bit rude, and added in embarrassment, "Uh. I mean..."

Wu Xiaoman's voice was still soft, "I also think she deserves it."

Mo Qinwen finally relaxed.

"You should have a good rest." Wu Xiaoman said, "Don't worry too much, your uncle is lucky, he will be fine."

"Well, thanks."

A silence followed.

Mo Qinwen had too many things on her mind and was not in the mood to chat. Wu Xiaoman was not a person who was good at finding topics, so she listened to her breathing for a while without trying to start another topic, "Go home and rest first, goodbye. "

"Bye-Bye."

At the end of the short conversation, Mo Qinwen wanted to return the phone to Yi Qing, but when she stretched out her hand, she remembered what Yi Qing had done just now, she wiped the screen of the phone on her clothes like a copy before returning it to Yi Qing, by the way The big news came, "Mi Jiameng has been arrested."

There was no disturbance on Yi Qing's face, she put away her phone and said calmly, "She will be punished, you shouldn't do it."

"Why shouldn't it be?" Mo Qinwen was still very regretful when thinking about it, "The punishment for minors won't be severe, and she won't be able to bear much if she is caught. I should use more force and kick more..."

Yi Qing turned cold, "No way!"

"Think about it." Mo Qinwen curled her lips, "I can't move my hands, can't I imagine it?"

"Now keep an optimistic attitude and don't think about violence."

Mo Qinwen thought so too, sighed and wondered what happened to her uncle.

Thanks to Yi Qing's self-confessed fat, Mo Qinwen suppressed her worries and didn't cry much. The tear stains left by the short-term crying disappeared after wiping off, and the red eye sockets and nose returned to the original state.

She walked into the living room, saw the things scattered on the coffee table for the first time, picked them up and looked at them.

Brochures and related materials for studying abroad.

At first glance, Mo Qinwen thought it was a preparation to send herself abroad, but after a closer look, she realized something was wrong.She simply scanned around and found that the materials were mainly divided into two categories: jewelry design and business studies. The paper that fell off the coffee table was written in Mo Shuang's handwriting. I understand: It turns out that Mo Shuang resigned from the position of general manager of X Group and rested at home not only to avoid the limelight, but also to study abroad with his wife Zhuo Weilan.

She watched in silence for a while, until Aunt Fang in the kitchen came to clean up these things.

"I'm back." Aunt Fang always smiled, "The soup has been stewed, how about a bowl first?"

Mo Qinwen nodded numbly.