Chapter 64

Mo Yanchen is like a child out of favor, looking for the feeling of maternal love in her arms.

"Ma."

Shen Chengjing looks down at his tired face, and her fingertips caress his outline. At this moment, she finds that he doesn't seem to be so strong as usual.

A person pretends to be strong, is hiding his vulnerability.

"Pop." At this time, a small photo album fell from him.

She stretched out her hand and opened it. Inside was a picture of him when he was a child, accompanied by a young woman in a white cheongsam. Her face was smiling, and her deep dimples were burned on both sides of her cheek, which made her much sweeter.

"So she's your mother?" She stroked her fingertips and looked at other photos. Since he was six years old, they were all his own photos. Every year, she would stand in the same place and perform the same action. As he grew older, his smile became less and less.

"Don't be afraid, uncle. I'll always be with you with me." She bowed her head and hugged him tightly. He was not the son of heaven, but a man who lacked love.

Like her, when her parents died when she was young, she was fostered in other people's homes. She looked ugly and listened to sarcastic words.

Now it seems that she is no different from him!

In the early morning, Mo Yanchen moved his body, and Shen Chengjing's small face came into his eyes. He propped up, but found that she was leaning on the sofa with him, sleeping all night!

"Damn it." He is used to drinking on this day of the year. She must be tired last night, right?

Looking at her haggard face, he picked her up and went back to the room. Because she was sleeping too much, she didn't wake up until he left.

Wu Hao and Mo Wen had been waiting downstairs for a long time. When they saw Mo Yanchen, they stood up respectfully.

"Brother Chen."

"Chief."

Mo Yanchen went to the sofa and sat down. He stretched out his hand and gently twisted his eyebrows: "Why are you here today?"

"Brother Chen, look at the news." Wu Hao holds the iPad to the front.

Mo Yanchen reaches out and brushes. He finds that the screen is full of photos of Shen Chengjing and Ou Yibei. He frowns and looks at more than ten photos.

"Think of a way, delete all, investigate who is secretly photographed after all." He threw the iPad aside and said in a deep voice.

Wu Hao and Mo Wen looked at each other face to face, and finally Mo Wen said: "chief, if my wife is out and ambiguous, then this matter can't be settled like this."

"She's not like that." Mo Yanchen raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and his frowning eyebrows were relaxed.

"From this point of view, those possibilities have been ruled out." Mo Yanchen took the iPad and threw it in front of Mo Wen: "I'm suspicious of your professional problems. Recently, there are some things in the UK. It seems that you need to exercise well in the past."

Don't ask face slightly change, he immediately stood up: "chief, my subordinates know wrong, shouldn't doubt madam, I will find out the source of this photo as soon as possible, return madam a justice."

"Go ahead."

After Wu Hao looked at Mo Wen and left, he thought of another thing: "brother Chen, Mo Yongqiang has been trying to contact Mohist recently. Do you want to give him a hand?"

"Sheng, do good?" Mo Yanchen didn't need to say that he knew it had something to do with Wang Shenghao.

"Yes."

"Since he's in such a hurry to get to the door, I'll give him a big gift later." Mo Yanchen was not in a hurry.

Hearing these words, Wu Hao felt numb. The omen before the storm was always so calm.