The devil clings to the little maid

Chapter 063

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Bamboo Sea Garden Villa.

Mo Erye was sitting in the study reading materials, the door was pushed open, Chen Gang came in, put a folder on the table, hesitated for a while, and then said cautiously: "Mr. Mo, the Hong Kong branch has just faxed over. Director Mo An acceptance draft signed three months ago has expired, you see..."

Mo Erye paused slightly, and frowned: "How much?"

"300 million, the payee is Bai Yao."

"Bai Yao...she really has a big appetite," Mo Erye raised his head, a sneer flashed in his eyes, "Accept."

"Yes." Chen Gang replied, and started to leave, but remembered something, turned around and said, "Mr. Mo, the police station called, and those two people need to be locked up for half a month."

"Well, send them some money and delicious food. Don't meet them face-to-face. After you come out, let them go to work in the Hainan branch. Two of your subordinates will come up."

"Okay." Chen Gang nodded respectfully, thought for a while, and asked carefully: "Mr. Mo, do you want me to pick up Miss Ling now?"

Mo Erye shook his head and said in a low voice, "No need."

"She took her younger brother to the hospital with a female classmate today, if she doesn't come back..." "It's impossible not to come back."

Chen Gang paused for a moment, and then left the study. After a while, Mo Erye's cell phone rang, and he raised his eyebrows, and immediately picked up the cell phone. Seeing that the caller was Mo Ertao, he darkened his eyes again, and asked lightly: "What's up?"

"Brother, what's the matter with you? You haven't been back for three days. Grandma said she missed you and asked you to come back for dinner." Mo Erye made a carefree voice, still chewing something in his mouth.

"I know!" Two words came out of his mouth, and Mo Erye hung up the phone neatly.

Time kept passing by at the fingertips. After reading all the materials, Mo Erye found that the time displayed in the lower right corner of the computer was already 35:[-] pm.

Little fairy, she should know that she must be back before five o'clock.

Mo Erye stood up, walked to the window and looked at the gray sky that was slowly opening outside... In the distance, colorful lights have gradually been dotted, and the stars are dotted, bright or dark, and begin to color the night. color.

The small courtyard door of his villa was still tightly closed, and the green leaves on the branches of the Magnolia flowers began to turn yellow. A gust of wind blew, and a few leaves fluttered down.

Mo Erye couldn't bear it any longer, turned around and picked up the cell phone on the desk, and unplugged Ling Kexin's cell phone number, however, it was incredible that the cell phone was turned off.

Mo Erye's face turned pale immediately, he quickly went downstairs, and drove towards Qingfeng Lane in Nanmen City, when the car was about to turn to the entrance of the alley, he gave up his hand and gave up the idea.

Mo Erye returned to Mo's Manor. When the old lady Mo saw her eldest grandson coming back, she immediately smiled, took his hand into the dining room, and kept nagging: "Ye'er, if you really think grandma is troublesome, Then grandma will go back to the United States in a few days, but grandma likes you the most, don’t you know? Grandma just wants to see you every day when she comes back, why can’t she not come back for several days?”

Seeing that the old lady was aggrieved, Mo Erye hurriedly apologized to her, and was afraid that she would go back to the United States, so he hurriedly said, "Grandma, I have nothing else to do in the future. I will definitely come back to have dinner with you. Don't be angry."

"Alright, don't be angry," Mrs. Mo patted his hand and asked with a smile, "Where's your little maid?"

Mo Erye's eyes dimmed, and before he could speak, Mo Ertao, who was opposite him, took up the conversation: "Grandma, didn't I tell you earlier that she wants to study."

"Oh, yes...but isn't she your brother's little maid? She always has to go back to the manor, right?" Mrs. Mo narrowed her old eyes, scanning her two grandchildren left and right.

"Grandma, why do you like to ask about her so much?" Mo Ertao smiled, "Did grandma like her too?"

Mrs. Mo shook her hand, glanced at Mo Erye from the corner of her eye, and said with a soft sigh: "Grandma is getting old, this person wants to accumulate virtue more and more as he grows older, and to cultivate blessings for his descendants, that girl is pitiful, so... Grandma will think of her and wonder if she is doing well now."

Mo Erye was holding the wine glass, and his brows could not help but tighten. Mo Ertao observed his brother's face, smiled, and said to Mrs. Mo: "Grandma, of course she is fine. She wants to work part-time to pay off her mother's debts. Can you help me?" Isn't it good? Grandma, don't be so kind to everyone. If you are good to people, it depends on who you are, right?"

"You are still young, ignorant, ignorant," Mrs. Mo ordered with chopsticks, and changed the subject, "Eat, eat, stop talking, Ye'er, eat quickly, why does grandma think you have lost weight?"

Mo Ertao squinted his eyes and smiled. Although the eldest brother combed his hair down and tried to cover up a small scar on his forehead, he noticed it right away with his sharp eyes. Only grandma's old eyes were dim and she didn't notice it.

If I'm not mistaken, this must be the imprint Ling Kexin "branded" on his head, hehe... Ling Kexin, she is so special, she is the first one who dares to do something on the head of "Tai Sui".

"Grandma, I'm just busy with work." Mo Erye raised his head and smiled, and dutifully picked up the vegetables for Old Madam Mo.

Mo Yiting didn't come home tonight. Mo Ertao told Mo Erye that his sister heard that He Xiaoxiao was injured, so she ran to the hospital every day, and she couldn't be seen all day long.

"Brother, aren't those two people shooting too hard?" In the study, Mo Ertao asked Mo Erye with a smile while holding a cup of coffee.

Mo Erye glanced at him indifferently, stirring the coffee with a small spoon, and ignored him.

"Little sister said, even if you beat He Xiaoxiao into a cripple, she wants to!"

"Crazy." Mo Erye snorted after hearing this, and took a sip of coffee.

"Loving someone is sometimes very blind, brother, don't you understand?" Mo Ertao raised his eyelids, with a treacherous smile on his face.

"Are you in love with that little fairy?" Mo Erye gave him a blank look.

"Is it okay?" Mo Ertao asked in a half-true manner, sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, and his lips curled up in a naughty manner. Seeing Mo Erye's face darken, he laughed again, "Okay, my brother's woman is me." How dare you be delusional."

"Don't play too hot with that Qiao Yingying." Mo Erye reminded after a long time.

Mo Ertao drank the coffee, put down the cup, shrugged indifferently, and said that Qiao Yingying threw herself into her arms, and he was just playing casually, and he had no plans for what would happen in the future.

"Brother, I want to remind you that Sister Tianyu is coming back soon... She is not an ordinary jealous girl, so be careful."

Mo Erye pushed away the coffee cup in front of him, stood up coldly, and said in a low and arrogant voice, "I'm still free, don't worry about ###."

Mo Erye left, Mo Ertao walked to the window, opened the curtains, and watched him leave Mo's Manor in Maybach.

Mo Erye, who was driving the small car, was upset. Before he got in the car, he made another call to Ling Kexin, but the little fairy still didn't turn on the phone, which made him even more annoyed. He nimbly pressed twice with his fingertips, and he got through. Another call.

"Tingting, where are you?"

"Brother, I'm in the hospital." Mo Yiting was a little surprised, "What's the matter?"

"return!"

"Brother, I won't listen to you this time," Mo Yiting pouted, walked a few steps, and said in a low voice, "I haven't asked you to judge yet."

"Don't make me angry."

"Brother, you are always so domineering, I don't like you anymore." Mo Yiting really willfully hung up Mo Erye's phone.

Mo Erye was so angry that his eyes were fixed, and his dark eyes were intertwined with complicated emotions. When he stepped on his foot, the Maybach galloped towards the northwest.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Ling Kexin slowly pushed open the courtyard door of Zhuhaiyuan Villa. The dim street lights reflected on her face. Under the interlaced shadows of light and dark, she looked tired and sad, with disheveled hair and a red and white striped T-shirt on her upper body. T-shirt, a pair of black trousers on the lower body, and white sneakers on the feet, looking tired, walking to the door of the house with a wheat bag.

Raising her head, she looked around, as if remembering something, she retreated to the yard, raised her neck, and looked upstairs...there was no light upstairs, and it was pitch black.

Her eyes flickered suspiciously, and she reached into her bag to take out something. Immediately, her face became flustered, she walked to the hanging chair, and emptied all the contents in the bag.

However, after searching several times, she still couldn't find the key to the villa.

Did it fall at home?Or let yourself get lost?Picking up the phone, Ling Kexin turned it on, but the phone was out of battery, after so many days, it should be out of battery.

After one o'clock in the morning, Mo Erye drove back to Zhuhaiyuan Villa. When he opened the courtyard door, he was surprised to find Ling Kexin sleeping on the hanging chair.

This time, her sleeping appearance was different from the last time, probably because it was too cold, she was holding a bag in her arms, her limbs were curled up like a baby in the mother's placenta, her whole face was covered by seaweed-like black hair Staying here...the big hanging chair, the petite girl, the hanging chair swayed slightly in the evening breeze, under the fluffy orange light, she slept so peacefully, like a Persian cat.

Mo Er Ye didn't know if she had nightmares again, but felt that such a woman was really pitiful.

However, he should not pity her!If he is soft-hearted, he is disrespectful and disfilial to his parents!

The sad and desperate face of his mother and the frightening scene of his father's blood all over his face reappeared in front of his eyes. Mo Er Ye's heart ached. He gritted his teeth and reached out to grab the poor "kitten" on the hanging chair. ".