Chapter 201

Mo Shi Qian's face sank in the dim morning light.

Let Xiao Yu make several phone calls to him so early

It's not a small thing.

When he used to sleep alone, his mobile phone would be set to vibrate, but Chi Huan would be woken up, and she didn't like it very much. He also indulged in her habit of adjusting the silent mode.

Her own, not to mention.

He gently opened the quilt and got out of bed, casually put on his bathrobe, picked up the study, pushed open the bedroom door and went out, went straight to the study, closed the door behind his back hand, and then dialed the phone back.

The other end of the call is almost second to second.

But after several seconds of silence, Xiao Yu did not speak.

Mo Shi Qian opened the curtain of the study, the voice was cold and heavy, "what's the matter?"

"I didn't do it well," Xiao Yu's voice was completely different from his usual ruffian and careless voice. It was as gloomy and serious as the dark gray sky covered by thick clouds. "Chi saddle is dead."

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Chi Huan was awakened by a man.

Usually, he went to work when she woke up. She didn't sleep very deep. She didn't even know how he got up without affecting her.

She was sleeping soundly. She was woken up in a daze, and she was a little bit angry to get up. "What's the matter..."

When I opened my eyes, I didn't get used to it, and my voice was not awake. When I looked at her, I experienced for the first time in my life what is called -- I can't say.

He almost forced her to get up, and his beautiful face was dreary and cold. "Happy, get up, get dressed, wash, we're going out."

Chi Huan looked at his face and was stunned. When they were alone, she had seldom felt the fierce and gloomy atmosphere from him.

He is sharp and angular, cold and hard, and his speech and manner are hard to say that he is gentle, but over time, she can feel what his gentleness is. "What's the matter?"

Mo Shiqian's deep, dark eyes watched her, and his voice was deep to the extreme, "listen, get up."

Her heart sank for no reason.

But still listen to his will, put on clothes to the bathroom to wash.

When she finished washing her face and brushing her teeth, combing her hair in a hurry and then returning to the bedroom, the man had taken her clothes from the cloakroom and put them neatly on the bed.

When she changed her clothes, he took a black scarf and put it around her neck. He took her hand out of the house and went downstairs without giving her time for careful arrangement.

Li Ma looked at the two people who came down so early, "Mr. Mo, Miss Chi Breakfast needs to wait... "

A word did not speak, was interrupted by the man, "do not prepare, today do not eat."

Chi Huan is almost pulled by him, the man's legs are long and fast, she can hardly keep up with his steps.

Usually, she was lazy and didn't eat breakfast, and was scolded by him

Maybe it was the deep winter. Chi Huan's hand was so cold that she kept up with him almost mechanically.

When the man opened the co driver's door, she looked up at his firm and good-looking jaw. A sentence that had not been confirmed or even formed in her mind was read out dully, "is it Something happened to me, dad? "

Mo Shi Qian's deep eyes gazed at her face for a few seconds, and her Adam's knot rolled, without a sound, pushing her into the car.

Chi Huan takes the co pilot's seat and hears him close the door.

He returned to the car and started the engine skillfully and quickly.

The speed keeps climbing.

She was a bit at a loss, unable to speak out of dullness, a sentence in the mind back and forth repeated several times, and finally asked, "what's wrong with him?"

"Huanhuan," Mo Shiqian's voice was very low, and her name overflowed between her lips and teeth. Looking at the front of her eyes, her eyes were deep and dark like an abyss, her jaw was tightly stretched, and her hand holding the steering wheel was faintly showing blue veins.

"Your father passed away at two o'clock in the morning last night."

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It's always cold in the morning in winter, even colder than at night.

Chi Huan is distracted while waiting for relatives to confirm the body in the hospital mortuary.

She was wearing a dark blue coat and a black scarf. Her long hair was drooping over her waist. Her pretty face was expressionless and indifferent. The tall and straight man standing beside her body was dignified and gloomy.

He looked at her face all the time, his eyes deep and dark, and his jaw line was taut.

On one side were the people sent from the prison, rubbing their fists and saying, "what happened We're sorry, too. I'm sorry, Miss Chi... "

"Sorry?" Chi Huan turned his head, and his delicate face sneered, "if I'm sorry to be useful, what do you want the law to do, what do you want the prison to do, what do you want the prison guards to do?"

This paragraph, every more said, more aggressive.

At the end of the day, the guard's face couldn't hang.Her face is cold, her voice is cold, her eyes are cold, and her anger and sarcasm are more intense.

Even if she is not tall, her boots are not high, but standing there is superior.

Behind him was a more difficult man. The guard was angry, but he was not easy to say anything. He lowered his head.

Fortunately, the front hospital staff came, "Miss Chi, this way."

Chi Huan took a deep breath and went up.

After a few steps, she suddenly stopped, turned her head and opened her mouth to the man who had never said a word but did not leave. Finally, she moved away from her sight and pursed her lips and said, "I Go alone. This should be the last time I see him. "

When ink modest thin lips immediately pursed into a straight line, extremely deep line of sight glued like staring at her.

But Chi Huan didn't look at him in the eye all the time. He took back his sight and kept up with the doctor.

He was staring at her back and was about to follow her.

The arm was caught by the person behind him, "forget it," the popular light way, "you will only deepen her sense of guilt."

Mo Shiqian looked at the woman's back until it completely disappeared in the sight. His beautiful face was cold and insidious. It seemed that water could be condensed into ice slag at any time. "Is it clear?"

"Well, Xiao Yu, as the person in charge, has already checked it out."

the popularity glanced at the prison guard standing beside him. "At two o'clock in the morning last night, an old man who was in prison for stealing things with Chi'an stabbed him in the heart with a knife The man was the lightest one in the crime. He could go out after squatting for a few months. He usually looked honest and weak. Xiao Yu's men had heard the news, but he said he would go to the toilet They didn't think much about it. As a result, when he went back to bed, he suddenly stabbed the pool saddle several times Not on the way to the hospital.

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