After being spotted by the boss

Chapter 67 Wen Ruchu's Frame ([-])

When he counted to No.20 seven points, the host came back to his senses.

He quickly got up from the ground, took the empty box, and ran towards the rostrum.

Shen Qixiu pointed to one of the bodyguards, "Go. Follow him, don't let him run away."

"Also, call and ask Yan Ji to send someone over to block all the exits so that no one can run away." Shen Qixiu said.

……

Mo Qingling pulled Wen Yiyi to stand on the innermost floor, looked at Shen Qixiu with a lighted cigarette between his fingers, with Erlang's legs crossed, looking like an old man, couldn't help sighing a few times.

"I didn't expect that it hasn't changed in a few years, and he is still so annoying!"

Still so handsome.

Wen Yiyi was a little astonished, looked at her, and asked, "Do you know each other?"

"It's more than acquaintance." Mo Qingling shook her head and said, she and Shen Qixiu are not only acquaintances, but also old enemies of the family for generations, but it's their turn, and there is a little mistake.

"Ah?" Wen Yiyi didn't quite understand the meaning of her words, and looked at Mo Qingling with some doubts.

Over there just now, she was in a fugue, and she didn't hear what the three of them said.

"It's nothing, knowing so much is not good for you." Mo Qingling waved her hand, then reached out and rubbed her face, and said with a smile, "What should I do, little sheep, I seem to like you more and more."

Weak and weak, it looks easy to bully.

Wen Yiyi paused for a moment, and immediately, a blush appeared on her fair and tender face.

She reached out and pulled Mo Qingling's hand away from her face, looked at Mo Qingling with a serious expression, and whispered: "But Qingling, I don't like girls..."

She is straight!

"Puff ha ha ha..." Seeing that he had misunderstood, Mo Qingling couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Where are you going, little sheep? The liking I said is not that kind of liking, but simply liking to be with you." You are just friends, why do you think so..."

"But little sheep, your mind is really very open!"

To think of these things, when she said those words, she just said that she liked it very simply.

After hearing her explanation, Wen Yiyi's already flushed face turned red. She glared at Mo Qingling several times with sad eyes, and then turned her head to look at Shen Qixiu.

"Little sheep, the way you blush makes people want to throw you down and eat you." Mo Qingling moved closer to her ear and continued to tease her.

"Qing Ling! Stop talking." Wen Yiyi was a little annoyed by what she said.

"Tsk, is our little sheep still angry?"

Wen Yiyi: "..."

She is really not a little sheep!
She just looks a little bully, if you really pissed her off, she'd be the one to get mad when she sees people! !
……

Shen Qixiu was in a fit of anger at the moment, when he suddenly heard a familiar hip-hop sound, he raised his head, looked over for the sound, and put a cigarette in his mouth.

When he saw Mo Qingling standing over there, Shen Qixiu was stunned. When he came back to his senses, he stretched out his hand and waved at Mo Qingling: "Hey, damn girl!"

Hearing Shen Qixiu's voice and his exclusive title for herself, Mo Qingling looked up at him, and said angrily, "You're the dead girl, what did you call me for?"

"Come here." Shen Qixiu hooked his fingers at her, as if he wanted to ask a question.

Seeing Mo Qingling appearing here, Shen Qixiu did not fail to suspect, could it be Mo Xiuchen who did it?

However, his spies came to report that Mo Xiuchen was recuperating at the Presidential Palace and not in Country C.

But, if it wasn't Mo Xiuchen, who else would it be?
Mo Qingling pulled Wen Yiyi to go over, but Wen Yiyi refused to go, so he wanted to stand there. Mo Qingling was very strong, and dragged Wen Yiyi over in two or three strokes.

Only then did Shen Qixiu see the girl standing beside Mo Qingling.

The moment his eyes fell on her face, Shen Qixiu was stunned.

His mouth was wide open, and the cigarette in his mouth suddenly fell down and landed on his clothes.

He didn't feel it at all.

It wasn't until there was a burning pain on his skin that he came back to his senses and dropped the cigarette on the ground.

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(End of this chapter)