Love Report: My Dear Mr.Qin

"Fire --" Su Mo suddenly shouted, startling both of them. They were about to escape when they suddenly found that Su Mo's laughter came behind them.

Su Mo covered his stomach and smiled out of breath: "you're so deceived. You're scared, ha ha -"

"Su Mo, you are so boring. What are you doing to scare us?" Yaozi rolled his eyes.

"Who let you leave me to play here alone?" Su Mo proudly raised his chin and touched Yu Mo's head: "is Yu Mo frightened?"

Plume nodded: "at first, he was frightened. He thought that mommy was still in the room and was afraid that Mommy would be burned. Plume was relieved to see Mommy standing here."

Su Mo was stunned and didn't know what to say. He was deeply moved by Yumo's concern for himself. If it weren't for this child, maybe his own world would be dark.

"Yumo..." Su Mo came forward and hugged Yumo. His eyes were red. He was so moved that he didn't know what to say.

Yumo also hugs Su Mo with his small body: "Mommy, don't cry. Yumo will protect mommy and won't hurt Mommy."

After embracing each other for a while, they let go: "plume, you go to breakfast first. I have something to say to your godmother."

Su Mo was still brooding about yesterday and couldn't sleep soundly all night. Originally, I came here this morning to ask Yaozi. Seeing that they were playing, I wanted to come forward and tease them.

Now that the teasing is over, we should do our business well.

Plume agreed, and then ran to the kitchen. Yaozi and Su Mo watched Yumo go away. They didn't let go until Yumo went away.

"What do you want to ask me?" Yao Zi came back and looked at Su mo. Seeing Su Mo's expression, I felt that Su Mo might have found something, and I was inevitably afraid.

"Last time Qin Yang said that my father went to travel. Do you know where he went to travel?" Su Mo asked tentatively. After all, the message was anonymous, and its credibility was only half. Suddenly asked if his father was dead, that's not good, just like a rumor. So it's better to ask first.

"Me?" Yao Zi's face began to become flustered and stammered. "I, how can I know. Aren't you your uncle's daughter? You should know better. Generally, your uncle likes to travel."

Su Mo saw Yao Zi's face and began to doubt. Is that message true? But, good, why is it like this

"Did he call me when I was in hospital?" Su Mo asked again. According to Su Fu's love for himself, he was hospitalized. He would call to inquire about the situation.

Even if Su Fu didn't know he was in hospital, he would call himself every day. It's impossible to have no news for so long.

"I don't know. During your hospitalization, your mobile phones were all at President Qin's place, and I don't know about your mobile phone. When President Qin comes back, you can ask him again?"

Yaozi knew he wouldn't lie and would reveal his secrets if he wasn't careful, so he decided to push it on Qin Yang and solve it when Qin Yang came back.

Seeing Yaozi's reluctant appearance, he didn't intend to continue to ask. He thought of Su Fu's mobile phone shutdown and asked.

"I called my father once before, but it said it stopped working. What's going on?"

"This..." Yaozi turned her eyes and thought, "maybe it was his uncle who stopped his mobile phone and couldn't charge the phone in time when traveling."

Su Mo nodded. Maybe it's true.

"Why do you suddenly ask this? What are you thinking?" Yaozi was very afraid. Did Su Mo see something before he asked this.

If Su Mo knew that Su's father had died, what would Su Mo do

At the thought of this, Yao Zi's face was a little pale.

"No, where do you want to go?" Su Mo saw that Yaozi's face began to deteriorate, and he couldn't help worrying.

"Then why did you suddenly ask this?"

"Just a few days ago, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't called my father for a long time. I called him and found that his mobile phone was down. I was very curious."

Hearing this, Yaozi couldn't help but feel relieved.

Su Mo said again: "however, a few days ago, someone sent me an anonymous text message..."

This made Yaozi immediately mention God: "what text message, let me see?"

"I deleted that message. I didn't believe it, but he sent me an email yesterday. I came to ask you."

"What's inside?" Yao Zi's heart was about to jump out.

"Say, Su, Su's father is dead..." Su Mo whispered more and more. No one was willing to say such words. In retrospect, my heart still hurts.

Yao Zi was stunned, and then his face immediately turned red: "who is so hateful that he sent you such a prank text message. Wait, I'll find out now. It's really hateful!"

Su Mo was puzzled: "you, you don't know?"

"What do I know?" Yaozi asked, "is it difficult? Do you believe in this kind of short message? Uncle is still traveling now. It's disgusting to send you this kind of short message."

Then Yaozi waved his fists to express his hatred.

"I also want to ask you what's going on. In that case..."

"In that case, you should report this prank text message quickly. By the way, you said to send you an e-mail. What e-mail?" Yao Zi interrupted. The people who sent the e-mail must want Su Mo to fall into hell. They must not succeed. Therefore, we can only hide it from Su Mo first.

"It's a business license. Let me show you." Su Mo took out his mobile phone and enlarged the business license to Yaozi. "You see, this is the business license of my father's company, but why is it written with Qin Yang's name."

Yaozi's face changed again. She was stunned. She raised her hand to Su Mo's confused eyes and said, "it's too much to joke about this kind of thing. Su Mo, now it's the PS era. Don't you really believe it? They just want to make you sad. Don't fall into their plan!"

Yaozi said earnestly, which made Su Mo half believe. But in the face of Yaozi's language, she agreed temporarily.

With that, Yaozi stretched out his neck and looked out of the window: "Yumo is still eating there alone. I'll go with Yumo first. Don't think about it. I'll go."

With that, before Su Mo responded, Yao Zi left without looking back.

The two-day deadline soon arrived, and Qin Yang appeared at the airport.