Good Morning, Dear

Mo Li went out to find Cheng Qingyao. There was no hospital, no roadside, no home along the road. Also, Duan Muyun was given the keys. How could she go back to his house again.

"Dad, Yao Yao is missing. She won't answer the phone... Tell them to come out and find someone. Carpet search in the streets and alleys. We must find her today."

"Wang Yuheng, how many people can you transfer? Help me find Yao Yao. She's gone."

"Xia Linjie helps find Yao Yao. The sooner the better."

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Mo Li informs many people to help, but he doesn't inform Nan Youjin. Duanmuyun is a trouble maker, and so is Nan Youjin. He doesn't dare to use it again. However, Nan Youjin soon learned the news. He spontaneously took a group of people out to find Cheng Qingyao.

Cheng Qingyao didn't know where to hide. No one was found in the whole a city. Mo Jianling told him not to worry. Xia Linjie also said: "since she has an appointment to meet with the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow, she must not be far away. No, we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow to catch people."

Mo Li can't wait until tomorrow. Cheng Qingyao has just recovered her memory and just learned about the baby. She was already uncomfortable. Duanmuyun said that he was afraid that she couldn't bear the grievance and do anything stupid for a moment.

He got up and walked out again, but was grabbed by Nan Youjin: "deal with the wound on his hand first." the wound on his hand had not been dealt with, and the blood began to flow. The yellow blood was scared when he saw the wound. Also afraid of infection and inflammation affecting finger function, it must be a pair of hands to hold a scalpel.

Mo Li doesn't care about his hand. He makes an effort to break away from Nan Youjin and go out again. Nan Youjin still wants to pull, but Xia Linjie stops her and signals him to go. He is now on the verge of collapse. He can't listen to anyone's advice. If he stops him again, he's afraid it will backfire.

One team, two teams and several teams of people are back on the road, and they start the journey of looking for people again!

Mo Jianling is too old to stay up at night. He arranges the helpers and goes home first. It was nearly midnight, and the bright lights were still on at home. Duanmuyun's cry came out faintly from the direction of the living room, with bursts of falling things from time to time.

"Sir, you're back. If you don't come back, the family will be in chaos." before reaching the door of the main building, the distressed Uncle Wang saw him first and hurried up to complain.

Mo Jianling was indifferent and walked forward with a calm face and a cold face: "isn't she powerful? Isn't she omnipotent? What? If you have the ability to manage Mo Li and scold Yao Yao, you don't have the ability to deal with your son?"

"..." Uncle Wang was stunned. He was in a fog. When he got off work, the master sent the second young master home first, then said he had something urgent to do, and turned away without even entering the house. He only knew that the master was doing urgent things outside. He didn't know that his wife scolded Qingyao, let alone that Cheng Qingyao's whereabouts were unknown.

Mo Jianling walked into the living room and looked around coldly. It was really a mess. Almost everything that could fall at home was finished. The ground was in a mess, and there was no place to stand. Duan Muyun curled up on the sand in her pajamas. Her hair was probably pulled by Qinglian, like a bird's nest.

When she saw him come in, she was wronged and cried to him, "why don't you answer my phone? Look at your two sons, one ignores me and the other wants to kill me. Do I want to live in this family? Do I want to live?"

Mo Jianling's face was even more ugly, which made the servants in the hall feel strange, and the atmosphere dared not go out. You know, Mo Jianling has a good temper. She is good to her family and servants. She never speaks seriously.

At first, he had an opinion on Cheng Qingyao. He said it very tactfully at home. He never used derogatory words to evaluate her!

At the moment, his face was so gloomy that something big must have happened. No one dared to speak, and they all looked at him with their necks shrunk. Sure enough, Mo Jianling didn't coax duanmuyun as usual, but snorted coldly: "do you remember that you have two sons? Do you still have the face to call Mo Li? Mo Li is made like a human or a ghost by you. I feel distressed. Do you know?"

"What?" duanmuyun was silly again. This is not a routine! He should come back to coax her. He should come back and scold them. No, he should... What's the situation? This is Cheng Qingyao. Don't you want her?

"You scold me too? Because Cheng Qingyao, you also help them scold me? In your heart, Cheng Qingyao is more important than me..."

"Duan Muyun, can you grow up and understand something at your age? You don't like Cheng Qingyao, and Cheng Qingyao likes you? She and Mo Li have been married for so long. Have you seen her come back once? You heard her call me dad and call you mom? You think she cares about Mo's family. I tell you, she doesn't care, not at all."

"Shut up..."

"Shut up? Why should I shut up? I tell you, she's not AI wanwan, and she won't and doesn't disdain to please you like AI wanwan. Her rare people are Mo Li from beginning to end. She's willing to accept me, call me Mo Lao, and help take care of Qinglian. That's all for Mo Li's face. It's good for you. You're stupid to think she doesn't want Mo's family and Mo's light. She wants to occupy Mo's family Light, let Mo Li announce her marriage long ago. He Laiyin said, "no one knows that she is Mo Li's wife now?"

"I told you to shut up..."

Mo Jianling didn't want to shut up. He tore off his tie angrily and threw it aside: "Cheng Qingyao never wants anything from Mo's family. Even Mo Li's money, she knows. How dare you hurt such an honest child? You are also a woman. Should I scold you? Should my mother and your mother-in-law point to the tip of your nose and scold you for being useless?"

"Mo Jianling, you want to rebel, don't you?"

"I want to revolt? What kind of revolt do I want to make? You're revolting. You're making the whole family restless. Don't leave. I'm such a son to rely on. You also want to cut off my back and kill him like Qinglian. You know he loves Cheng Qingyao so much. You know he can't live without Cheng Qingyao. Why do you want to say that to Cheng Qingyao? Why do you What good is it for you if she goes away angrily? You... "

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his chest. Mo Jianling couldn't help it. His face turned white, bent over his chest and stumbled. Uncle Wang exclaimed, master, and came forward to help him, but he couldn't help it. His whole body floated on the ground like scattered sand.

Pain!

Pain!

Mo Jianling was so painful that he had difficulty breathing, sweating, and his consciousness was drifting away.

"Husband, husband!"

"Master, master!"

"Come on, take the medicine, take the medicine!"

"Call the doctor, call, come on..."

The messy scene was in a mess. Everyone was in a panic. Those who took the medicine took the medicine and those who called made a phone call. However, Mo Qinglian kicked over a chair like no one else. The broken porcelain that hit the ground broke harder and splashed around.

"Come on... Take the medicine, take the medicine..." Duan Muyun took the medicine, put it into his mouth, and then fed the water. Mo Jianling took the medicine and waited for about five minutes before slowly returning to the world. He couldn't push Duan Muyun away. He didn't want to talk to her anymore. He just said to Uncle Wang: "Help me to go to Qinglian's room to sleep, and then bring Qinglian up. Tell them to clean up the living room and add whatever they should..."