Chapter 91

Mo Yanchen got up, went to one side, lit a cigar and took a good puff.

"Give me a share of commander Jiang's fortune."

"Yes." Mo asked should be, the body light flash, soon disappeared in the study.

Quiet study, leaving him alone, he looked thoughtfully out of the window: "do you really do so extraordinary?"

In the room, Shen Chengjing pursed her lips, rubbed her aching legs, and then called.

"What? You were peeped at in the shower? It's not the God of men, is it Liu Sijie gloated over misfortune. He didn't look worried.

"No She felt that the atmosphere of conspiracy was more and more intense. She didn't know who Mo Yanchen had offended.

The first time I met him, the shooting case happened last night, was so mysterious that she had to think awkwardly.

"Tut Tut, do you know how to speak for him now?"

"The man you are talking about today, you should be careful when you see him in the future. This circle is too complicated." She's a little worried. Liu Sijie's "sex wolf" reminds her of the hidden rules.

Liu Sijie listened and couldn't help talking about her kicking the car. They talked for more than ten minutes before they hung up.

"Does it still hurt?" Mo Yanchen did not know when he had returned to his bedroom.

His tall body half squatted down, fingertips skillfully rubbed in her red and swollen place, painfully looking at her wound: "this time, I was too careless."

"In fact, it's not. Who will be on the alert every day at home?" I'm more worried about him than I'm afraid of him.

"If you're afraid, just say it. You're a girl. You don't have to hold anything back." He gently takes Shen Chengjing into his arms and says it to himself.

The strong lines on his face softened a lot unconsciously.

"Good." She reached out and pulled his big palm, fingertips stroking back and forth on his rough big palm, her small face leaning on his side.

In his arms is too safe, touch, she soon fell asleep, small hand but tightly grasp his clothes.

The next morning, Shen Chengjing woke up early, only to find that Mo Yanchen had come back from the outside with dew on his clothes.

"Uncle, let's go." She is wearing a white skirt, with white canvas shoes, with a small coat, the whole person is more youthful.

Mo Qiu's medicine is very good. When he wakes up in the morning, his redness and swelling are half gone. Although he is not comfortable walking, he has no pain.

"Good." Looking at her mysterious appearance, he also wondered where she was going to take him.

Mo Yanchen drove a Mercedes Benz and went out with her in a low-key way. An hour later, he followed the navigation route to the "Ping'an Temple" in the western suburbs.

Ping'an temple is mainly antique, the only special thing is that it is surrounded by plum blossoms. In winter, plum blossoms have sprouted out one by one, adding a mysterious and cold momentum to Ping'an temple.

"Uncle, today is the first day of the junior high school. I heard that those who come here to pray for blessings will have spirit. When I was young, my mother brought me here. She asked for a peace talisman for me. " She has words in her mouth, but her eyes are suddenly a little dark, so she has been safe and lived well until now.

Mo Yanchen reached out and held her hand tightly, as if she didn't say anything. He also knew what she wanted to say next.

"Wait, uncle." She ran very fast, got into the crowd and stood in line for the autograph.

Mo Yanchen stood outside, looking at her petite figure, kneeling there seriously, sincere appearance, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a smile, he has never believed in God or evil, only believe in himself.

In front of the gate of Ping'an temple, Jiang Yuanyuan stands there, her pretty face full of curiosity. Feng Mou stares at Mo Yanchen, who is wearing a black casual suit and a black coat, but can't cover up his natural domineering. Her eyes are attracted unconsciously.

"Go and find out who he is." She whispered to the bodyguard beside her.