Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Finding Xiao Mohan was originally important, but the reason for the incident was more important.

"Young Master, take a look." Wenshui's heart skipped a beat as he listened.

If the driver died beforehand, then this was a conspiracy. The other party was sure that Xiao Mohan would come down the mountain at this time and waited here.

"The truck was also destroyed. The car lost control and crashed. It seems to be a conspiracy." At this time, the person in charge hurriedly took the appraisal report and broke into a cold sweat.

Just now, he was frightened when he learned Xiao Mohan's identity.

This was obviously a murder, and it was done blatantly.

"Master." Han Changqing turned around and jumped towards the bottom of the cliff.

Seeing this, Wenshui turned around and reached out to pull him, but unfortunately he only caught a piece of Han Changqing's clothes. He stood on the side and shouted: "Han Changqing, you are crazy, come up here."

Unfortunately, his voice kept echoing, but Han Changqing's voice was not heard.

"Zhuo Shu, block the news and don't let my sister-in-law know! I'll leave the above matters to you, and I'll go too." Wenshui gritted his teeth and tried his best to control his emotions.

Wenshui said, turned around and jumped down.

Zhuo Shu stood there, letting the cold wind blow, his black eyes filled with murderous intent, and his whole body was exuding coldness, as if he wanted to freeze all the air in S City.

"Everyone, get out!" Zhuo Shu said in a deep voice, taking a few steps forward, and all the policemen were frightened.

Except for the person in charge, no one else knows who he is.

"It's a matter of business, if even a little bit of information leaks out..."

Before Zhuo Shu finished speaking, the person in charge was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He raised three fingers and assured him: "Don't worry, Mr. Zhuo, we didn't see anything."

"Yes." Zhuo Shu responded, and the police all withdrew.

He took half a step forward and watched the truck wipe its traces on the road. Zhuo Shuo was thoughtful about who it was... . Who predicts things like a god?

Halfway up the mountain, a villa.

Gu Chuyan turned around, changed into a yellow skirt, tied up her hair, turned and went downstairs, opened the door and walked into the guest room.

"Mother, today is Mo Han's birthday. If you can wake up, it will be Mo Han's best gift. So, mother, wake up quickly." Gu Chuyan sat by the bed and held Mrs. Xiao's hand. , whispered.

She lifted Mrs. Xiao up and wanted to wipe her body.

Gu Chuyan's hand seemed to have touched something.

"Hiss." Feeling a heat, she put down Mrs. Xiao and reached out to unbutton her body.

I saw something imprinted on Mrs. Xiao's fair skin, glowing faintly with red light.

She covered her lips, looked at Mrs. Xiao's arm, gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand to hold the dagger, and whispered: "Mother, I'm sorry."

Gu Chuyan's little hand trembled a few times, then the dagger fell and cut open the skin.

Blood slowly seeped out from her fair skin, and Gu Chuyan's fingertips touched it gently.

A thing, shining with bright red light! It was a bit hot. Gu Chuyan held it for a long time, and after stopping the bleeding for Mrs. Xiao, she took the things and ran outside.

"Sister-in-law." Upon seeing this, a bodyguard appeared.

Gu Chuyan whispered to him and handed the things to him.

"Yes." The bodyguard listened and dared to neglect.

She kept rubbing her little hands, turned around and returned to the bedroom. She heard Mrs. Xiao coughing repeatedly, and a mouthful of dark blood was spit out.

"Mother." Gu Chuyan was frightened and strode forward, reaching out to support her.

Mrs. Xiao coughed a few times, and the sheets were stained with blood. She slowly opened her eyes, looked at Gu Chuyan, held her wrist firmly, and said, "My child, where is Mo Han?"

PS: Woohoo, I didn’t even ask for a monthly ticket. I heard that the monthly ticket is doubled now. If you vote for one, it will be used for two! Can you give me the ticket in your hand? Take care of me! Poor, poor Mudanjiang... single Mudanjiang... miserable Mudanjiang...