Beloved Wife on Top : Master Mo, Softly Kiss

At eight o'clock in the morning, Mo Shiqian received a call from the makeup artist before the Muxi people arrived at the villa.

"Mr. Mo, Miss Chi is not at home, and the phone is not connected... Can you contact her?"

The man immediately frowned, "Is she not at home?"

"Yes, I rang the doorbell for five minutes and no one answered, nor did I answer the phone."

Mo Shiqian pursed his thin lips slightly, and said softly, "Understood, I'll call her, you guys wait a bit."

"OK."

Mo Shiqian hung up the phone of the makeup artist and called Chi Huan instead.

Sure enough, no one answered.

He gave it to Mu Xi instead.

This time he was picked up quickly, "Brother."

"Are you at your sister-in-law's?"

"No, I'm almost at your place."

"Don't you say it's more fun to look at the bride?"

"Oh, sister Youran received a call from home just now. It seems that something happened to her father suddenly. She rushed back. My sister-in-law asked me to come back and ask you what to do if you don't have a bridesmaid."

Mo Shiqian's frown didn't relax, but frowned even tighter, "What happened to Ning Youran's father?"

"She didn't say anything, she took a taxi and left in a hurry after answering the phone...Brother, what's wrong?"

"No, if you're almost there, come back and talk about it."

"it is good."

After Mu Xi, Mo Shiqian called An Ke.

"Where's Chi Huan?"

"I just wanted to call you Miss Chi is not in the apartment."

"Not here?" The man's voice sank slowly, his voice was extremely cold, "Didn't I tell you to look at her?"

"Sorry, Mr. Mo...Miss Chi said earlier that she was hungry and wanted to eat Xiaolongbao...I went downstairs to buy it for her. When I came back, I found the makeup artists waiting outside the door. I pressed the code to enter... I found no one inside, and..."

"And what?"

An Ke's voice lowered, "She has already put on her wedding dress... Now the wedding dress is casually laid out on the soft stool in the cloakroom..."

After a moment of silence, the phone hung up.

Mo Shiqian's knuckle-boned fingers tightly held the phone, and his joints turned white from excessive force.

On the wedding day, the bride disappeared.

He closed his eyes and calmed down for half a minute. Then, he decisively and neatly called Feng Xing, and then called the bodyguard who protected Chi Huan remotely——

He withdrew half of those bodyguards, because he had received news that Gale had returned to Mexico due to injury, and withdrew with his forces.

Although it is very likely to return, it will not be back in a short time.

No one else dared or could hurt her except him.

"We didn't see Miss Chi go out..."

The man's voice was cold and heavy, "She has disappeared, you tell me now that he didn't go out?"

…………

Chi Huan just disappeared.

After checking the surveillance video of the No. 10 famous mansion, I found out that she just changed into the usual disguise, scarf, hat, sunglasses... and drove away from the underground parking lot.

As for the bodyguards... what attracted their attention at the time?

After recovering, he mistook another woman for Chi Huan.

Because they didn't want to follow closely like An Ke, if someone wanted to, it would easily cause visual confusion, and they could only ensure that they would arrive immediately if there was danger.

After disappearing from surveillance, she disappeared.

Called a hundred times and no one answered.

With the bride gone, the wedding couldn't proceed naturally, so Mo Shiqian could only send all the people who could be sent out to look for her.

Even the police in Ancheng were also dispatched.

From eight o'clock in the morning until eight o'clock in the evening, a full twelve hours.

Mo Shiqian went from being compulsive and habitually calm at the beginning to completely losing his composure when it got dark. His whole face looked expressionless, but his handsome face was tense to the extreme, so gloomy that he could drip out the temperature at any time. cold water.

The nervous jungle has never been so tense, and the emotions have never been so anxious.

Several times, Muxi's mother asked him to come forward to persuade him, but her husband held her arm, "Let him stay alone, no matter how much you say, it won't help."

No one dared to talk to him except Feng Xing.

But Feng Xing sat on the sofa, just watched him crush the cup that the servant carefully handed to Mo Shiqian, the bright red blood mixed with the hot tea, dripped down his hand, and he didn't speak.

This went on for another four hours until it was past midnight.

An Ke suddenly rushed in from the outside out of breath, "Mo... Mr. Mo, I... called Miss Chi..."

The man's facial features and contours like ice sculptures finally changed. He turned sideways and directly reached out to snatch the mobile phone from her hand. Sulai's deep voice was hoarse and tense enough to be wrapped in a layer of light that was almost imperceptible. Trembling, "Huanhuan."

It was very quiet over there, as if there was only the sound of the wind.

"Huanhuan, where are you, tell me, where are you, I will find you right away."

It was still a piece of silence, and if there was any noise, it should have been drowned out by the wind.

Hearing her reply, the hoarseness in the man's voice became more and more serious, "Huanhuan, talk."

"Huanhuan..."

All eyes were on him, but no one spoke, and no one spoke on the phone, as if the whole world was in silence. He suddenly became angry, "Chi Huan, talk!"

"I am here."

The two words lightly, like hallucinations.

The man's voice immediately lowered again, deliberately and forcefully slowing down, lowering his voice, obviously he should be anxious, but he seemed to be coaxing her, "Huanhuan, tell me where you are, Um?"

She gave an address.

Mo Shiqian was stunned for a second, because the place she mentioned was in the playground.

"I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, he threw the phone to An Ke, pulled off the windbreaker, and walked out.

Feng Xing looked at his expression, "Don't you need me to go with you?"

"Need not."

Mrs. Mu called out worriedly, "Shi Qian..."

But the man has gone far.

…………

The large playground has been closed, and even the staff are gone.

Orange dark light quietly covered everything, and gusts of cold wind blew by.

Mo Shiqian found her on a swing.

She lowered her head, her feet were off the ground, she held the rope with both hands, her long hair covered her face, it was flickering, and she couldn't see half of her expression clearly.

She was wearing a dark blue coat, and her slender legs were wrapped in boots.

Sitting there, the swing moved slightly with the wind, like a silhouette in fantasy.

He walked over.

Chi Huan only felt a shadow pressing down, his eyes darkened a few degrees, and then his waist and shoulders were caught by a huge force potential, and the whole body was poured into the embrace of pure masculinity in the next second.

After the cold wind blowing for so long, her whole body was so numb that she couldn't even adapt to the sudden warmth.

The man's deep and hoarse voice gnashed her teeth in her ear, "Chi Huan, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation, or I'll bury you here."