Quietness has returned to the surroundings...

As if nothing had happened.

Mu Bailiang stared at the filled place, his eyes flashed, and then turned around and walked to the two tombstones.

The subordinates retreated one after another.

He leaned over, knelt down at one of the tombs, and kowtowed three times on the ground with both hands.

Li Qin's tomb is an empty tomb. His ashes are not here, there are no ashes... His corpse is gone.

Mu Bailiang stood up straight, turned around and walked outside.

"Fengyuan, don't stay anyone, they need to be quiet."

"Yes, Master!"

The car turned around and ran away. Outside the door railing on the right, a dark blue figure hovered left and right.

Nan Nan held the door railing with her two front paws, and her agile body was like a leopard, and she jumped in directly.

It couldn't find where Tong Ran was, and it was so anxious that it was wandering around. Nan Nan opened her blue eyes, and the tiger's face was full of anxiety, "Ao! Ao!"

It screamed like crazy. Nan Nan ran to the side of the small house quickly, and turned his head and saw a light white paper ball by the lawn.

That was secretly tore off from the diary when Tong Ran fell to the ground just now...

She kneaded the paper into a ball in her palm and threw it aside when she was taken out of the cottage.

Nan Nan walked over and bit the paper ball. A familiar smell suddenly came. It bit it tightly, slapped its claws twice on the lawn, and then rushed out of the door railing quickly!

...

...

Mo Nanjue didn't close his eyes all night. He supported the balcony railing with both hands, and his eyebrows were always beating faintly, making him unable to calm down.

I always feel something is wrong...

Could it be that Tong Ran was bored again and wrote on paper that he was a bastard?!

Mo Nanjue frowned. He was still feeling a little uncomfortable even though he was standing on the balcony. He clenched his fists and turned around and walked back to the room.

Beside the pillow, Tongran's text, chest and underwear are still there...

Mo Nanjue walked over, leaned over and sat down while reaching out to pick up the two things.

He clenched his fingertips with his domineering grip, his fingertips stroking them little by little, with a focused look as if she was by his side.

It seems that this is her.

Mo Nanjue's eyes drooped slightly, and the corners of his delicate mouth were involuntarily outlined, but his smile had not yet appeared, and he was suddenly buckled by Wen~'s chest!

"hiss--"

Mo Nanjue frowned and did not throw away his chest, but he clenched tighter.

His eyes immediately fell on the inner button. I don’t know if Nan Nan had secretly taken over, but a small piece of steel wire was exposed outside...

What the hell is the quality, so poor?!

Mo Nanjue's thin lips were tightly pursed, his fingertips were scratched, and a few drops of blood fell down, smudged on his dark blue suit pants...

Very dazzling, like a blood sacrifice.

Mo Nanjue's heart sank inexplicably, and unforeseen panic and discomfort surrounded him in an instant...

Without hesitation, Mo Nanjue suddenly stood up. He put his chest and underwear in his pocket, turned around and walked out of the room with big strides.

The two bodyguards did not stop him, but followed him as usual.

Mo Nanjue quickly walked out of the villa, his slender legs were inexplicably stiff, and the cold wind blew across his face, as if indicating something.

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly turned around, and said coldly, "Call Mu Bailiang and tell him that I want to see the woman named Tong Ran."

"Young Master," said the bodyguard in embarrassment, "Young Master is not here, today is... He went out early in the morning."
Chapter completed!