Warm marriage to the bone, the president's wife is ruthless

Chapter 529 Activities Without a Protagonist

Zhong Lin has been with Mo Liancheng for so many years, the most flustered event was probably this event, especially when he called Mo Liancheng's mobile phone for the 15th time but was still temporarily unavailable, Zhong Lin knew that 3 Mo Liancheng and Mu Qingqing will not attend the event in a few minutes.

But the reporter was already waiting, and it was the first time Zhong Lin had to deal with this kind of event where not only the spokesperson failed to come, but even the company boss didn't know where to go.

It was probably because Mu Qingqing's words were too shocking, so Mo Liancheng didn't think about the event until he was driving almost out of the city.When he was about to call Zhong Lin to inquire about the situation, he realized that he was in a hurry just before going out and that he had forgotten his mobile phone on the coffee table of Donglin Villa.

Seeing Mo Liancheng looking for a phone, Mu Qingqing patted her thigh suddenly, "Oh my god, that event..."

Mo Liancheng shrugged in embarrassment. He, who has always been rigorous in his work, would make such a mistake one day, but the matter has come to this point, and Mo Liancheng has no choice but to let it go.

"It doesn't matter, at worst, let those reporters write that the chairman of the Mo Group is obsessed with beauty and neglecting the government." Mo Liancheng hooked the corners of his mouth evilly, and lightly teased.

"Fuck you, it's boring!" Mu Qingqing rolled her eyes, unable to bring up the slightest bit of energy to mess with Mo Liancheng.Her heart had already flown to that mysterious address, and Mo Liancheng was just trying to ease the atmosphere.

The car drove for a full three hours before arriving at the place Ye Youran mentioned in the diary according to the navigation, but it seemed to be quite different from Mu Qingqing's fantasy. The place where important things were stored in the imagination was not an exaggeration. When buying a villa, it will at least be an apartment, even if it is a mini-storage for storing things, it is justified.

But at this moment, what Mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng were facing was a farm that didn't look lush. Probably because of autumn, there was a desolate atmosphere everywhere, without the slightest vitality.And the farm in front of him seemed deserted except for the big golden retriever lying at the door and ignoring the visitors.

The two of them were completely stunned. Mu Qingqing looked around, but couldn't imagine where Ye Youran would put the things.

Mo Liancheng took this opportunity to circle around, and when he stood next to Mu Qingqing again, he also had a blank expression on his face, "I've checked, there is nothing around here, except for a supermarket a few kilometers away. , there is only this farm nearby!"

"It can't be here, it must be a mistake." Mu Qingqing thought so, and said so.

Mo Liancheng took out the note and rechecked the location on the map. He was sure that this was No. 96, Xingfu Avenue, Jiangcheng South Suburb that Ye Youran mentioned in his diary, and there would be no mistake.

"Impossible. This is No. 96. What about No. 95, No. 94, and other street numbers?" Mu Qingqing frowned. If she really has a long-lost relative and the clues are interrupted like this, then she Could it be that he will never be safe in this life.

After finishing speaking, Mu Qingqing walked into the farm without hesitation. If there is no mistake in the location, it means that the answer is here, but it is not what she subconsciously thought.

The big golden retriever at the door just slightly raised his eyelids, watching the two strangers enter his farm one after the other, and continued to sleep without barking.

There is a two-story wooden house in front of the farm. It looks old, and the painted wooden boards can no longer even see their original color.Mu Qingqing knocked on the door very politely. There seemed to be loud music inside, so she knocked harder.

"Let me come!" Mo Liancheng became a little impatient. His strength was naturally stronger than that of a girl, but when Mo Liancheng knocked on the door fiercely, the music inside just stopped abruptly, so the knocking sound It seemed extraordinarily abrupt.

The sound of footsteps stepping on the wooden floor came from far and near, the old door was pushed open, and what appeared in front of Mo Liancheng and Mu Qingqing was an old man who seemed to be in his 70s. Grandpa, his gray hair is piled up in natural curls, and a pair of gold-rimmed presbyopic glasses with earrings are resting on his round nose, looking precarious.

The old man's face can be described as kind-hearted, but the word "duplicity" will also be blamed on the adjective about him three seconds later.

A hoarse voice belonging to the old man, like a thunder that pierced the sky, struck down mercilessly.

"Knock what, you think I'm deaf! It's so noisy, who are you!" the old man cursed angrily, this sentence was just a prelude, before Mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng could speak, The old man had already started thinking about it for a long time, without giving the visitor a chance to explain his purpose.

Mu Qingqing grabbed Mo Liancheng who was about to lose his temper, interrupted the old man first, and after politely apologizing, she expressed her intention of coming.

"Grandpa, may I ask if you know a girl named Ye Youran?"

"What, I don't know you, let's go..." The old man was very displeased, but he kept looking at Mo Liancheng with his white eyes, as if he was very disdainful of his indifferent attitude.

Mu Qingqing held the wooden door that was about to close, and confirmed the address again with a gentle and modest attitude.

It was difficult for the old man to speak harshly to such a beautiful girl with a gentle and polite attitude, so he softened his attitude a little bit, and after taking the note from Mu Qingqing, he hung up The reading glasses on the nose were pushed upwards, and the brows and eyes were clustered together to take a closer look.

"Yes, this address is my farm."

Mu Qingqing would rather hope that the old man said the address was wrong, or have a simpler expectation, so she asked, "You said this is No. 96, but why is there no house before and after, but only this one? No. 95 ?”

"Oh, what are you talking about..." The old man took off his reading glasses, and said with some complacency, "I'm a nail house, and all the other houses have been demolished, so naturally only No. 96 is left! There is an unscrupulous enterprise. Take the land here to build some kind of sewage plant, even if I die, I will stop here, and I will never succeed!"

It was only then that Mu Qingqing suddenly realized that the location on the map was still not erased because the farmer who refused to accept the relocation still lived here.

In this way, this is No. 96, which means that what Mu Qingqing is looking for is here.

(End of this chapter)