The rich and powerful: the first lady of Mo Shao

Chapter 93 Don't Bite Me
With both hands tied around her slender neck, she said coldly that her eyes were pinched open, and it was her again, and it was her again, smiling, so sweet, and suddenly her face became ferocious, "Where's your brother? Where's your brother?" ?Why didn't he come back, why didn't he come back? Why?"

She suddenly let go of the hand that was pinching Leng Yan's neck, looked sideways out of the window, her eyes were dark, and her voice was as light as mist, "Jinse has fifty strings for no reason, one string and one column of thinking about the year."

She wanted to sit up straight, but as soon as she raised her head, she was pressed hard on the pillow by the woman, and those hands began to pinch her again, making her breathless, she suddenly opened her mouth, sharp teeth, white Yes, are you going to bite her?Are you going to bite her?

"No...don't...don't bite me..."

Waking up was in the middle of the night again, it was a dream, but this dream was mixed with the blood-sucking plot in the horror movie she watched.

The desk lamp suddenly turned on, and she saw Mo Qing's sideways face, flickering on and off, maybe the filament of the desk lamp was old, and she always felt that there was a shadow on his cheek, like a character in a sketch.

After waking up, she hesitated and said apologetically, "Yes... I'm sorry, I... disturbed you?"

Mo Qing didn't speak, staring at her trembling little face with deep eyes, suddenly turned over and got off the bed, just as one of his legs fell to the ground, he grabbed his arm coldly, "I..."

What is she doing?She actually wanted to let him stay, but she still couldn't say the phrase "I'm afraid".

Mo Qing bent over and sat on the edge of the bed, opened the side cabinet to search for something, found a white medicine bottle, poured a few pills, and handed it to Leng Yan, "Swallow it."

"What is this?" Leng Yan looked at him worriedly.

"Sedative." Mo Qing took a glass of water from the water dispenser next to the bedroom door and handed it to her.

I was a little skeptical in cold words, why does this guy need such things as sedatives, he doesn't have a heart problem, right?
Doubts are doubts, she still took the medicine honestly, lest the female ghost would dream and pinch her later.

The tranquilizer really worked. In the middle of the night, Leng Yan slept until dawn, and no dream disturbed her.

She walked out of the bedroom and glanced at the study room. The door was ajar. She walked in and glanced at the book on the table. On the cover was "Stephen King's Story Vending Machine". She flipped through it and found a book. Zhang had the same bookmark as last time. On the page where the bookmark was placed, there was a paragraph written in red pen. The English translation was: It is not mourning, because missing is not the same as death.It's not like chopping something with a knife, it's like something is being washed slowly down a sink, and you don't know until much later that it's gone.

There is also a poem written on the bookmark: There is only Chun Tingyue in love, and it is still a picture of a departed person.

Leng Yan can probably understand that this poem is to describe the woman's resentment that the man has not heard from him after parting, and her heart is broken.

parting?Missing?Leng Yan couldn't help associating this man with her brother, who had been missing for two years, and she brought back a girl two years ago, the girl in the photo she had seen before.

What happened back then?
There are actually three people who can be connected now, brother, Mo Qing, and that girl.

The first thing to find out is the relationship between Mo Qing and this girl, but how dare she ask?
Mo Qing turned the pages so fast last night, he was probably just looking for bookmarks!
Could there be any clues on this bookmark?

But judging from the lines on the bookmark, the girl doesn't seem to know where her brother is.

She originally wanted to go to the last row of bookshelves to browse, but the phone rang suddenly at this time, and she opened it coldly and saw that it was Zhou Xuan, and immediately one head and two big.

"Leng Yan, do you still owe me an explanation? Who is the master that sister Zi Qi mentioned last night?" Zhou Xuan was troubled by this question all night.

Since Sister Ziqi made it up like this, Leng Yan decided to use her tricks, "You can't afford to mess with me, please don't bother me in the future, my boyfriend will be jealous."

"I can't afford to offend you? You won't find a black~dao!"

"I don't have such a bad taste. His family is clean, wealthy, dignified, and gentle." Leng Yan picked out words that didn't match Zhou Xuan's description.

"I've made a lot of announcements recently, so I won't bother you during this time. When I have time, you can introduce me to your 'wealthy country', and I'll help you see it."

This guy really seems to be very familiar with him.

He hung up the phone coldly, remembering that today was the first day he met the image designer Bella, so he didn't dare to be sloppy, for fear that he would be the same ruthless character as Lisa again.

Bella's training room is on the second floor. On this floor there are recording studios, singing rooms, and dance studios.

The dance studio is where Qin Xiaonuo often goes. She dances some fast-paced Korean modern dances, with exaggerated shapes, single movements, and no distinctive features.

But she is a Korean-Korean person. She eats Korean food, buys Korean-style clothing, wears Korean makeup, and even sings Chinese songs with a breathy voice.

When the cold words went up, Qin Xiaonuo was standing in the dance room swinging his arms and legs, and he was still uttering inarticulate Chinese lyrics.

She was a little tired from dancing, opened the door of the dance studio, and saw the side of the dance studio at a glance, and said coldly that she was talking and laughing with a group of students, as if she was very happy.

Bella hadn't come yet, so Leng Yan could only wait outside the locked training room with a few students.

Qin Xiaonuo came over, pointed at Leng Yan, and ordered: "Go, I'm thirsty, go and buy me a bottle of Tipo grapefruit pulp drink."

The tipo brand drink is what Qin Xiaonuo drinks most often in Korea. She has a very picky taste. She likes grapefruit, but hates cantaloupe.

"Isn't there a water dispenser in the dance training room?" This girl really treated herself like an uncle, and said coldly that she didn't want to run errands for her.

"I don't drink plain water, it's tasteless to eat." Qin Xiaonuo absolutely hated plain water, and even swallowed medicine with milk.

Tasteless?It was the second time Leng Yan heard this word, and it was the first time he said it from Mo Qing's mouth, but the situation at that time was different, and the meaning of the metaphor was different.

This is really a dictionary for the "brothers and sisters" she can't figure out the relationship, but what Qin Xiaonuo said is the literal meaning.

"Oh!" Leng Yan uttered a modal particle, and there was no further text.

"Go buy it!" Qin Xiaonuo was a little annoyed when she saw that Leng Yan used a tone particle to perfunctory her, "Do you still want to hang out in Transsion!"

Leng Yan was very calm, with a modest tone, "I'm sorry, Senior Qin, I'm an employee of Transsion, not your servant—besides, this is a new society, and your home is not an emperor's home. I respect you with nine kowtows, what modern society pays attention to is respect, do you understand respect?"

(End of this chapter)