Mysterious president, get away from me!

Mo Ling frowned. "The content of the letter is very private. I don't want you to touch my privacy."

"I'm sorry, granny. This is what the second young master told me. Otherwise, I can't send this letter to your friends."

Mo Ling forbeared his anger and was silent for a moment. His tone was not very good and he said, "OK, take it. I'm different from the prisoner now."

Without waiting for Chen to say anything, she turned and left angrily.

Xiao Chen shook her head helplessly. She just obeyed the orders.

When you open the letter, there are lines of elegant and flexible characters on the letter paper, with the man's free and easy style and the woman's unique Duanxiu style. Xiao Chen can't help but sigh that she has a good handwriting.

Xiao Chen read it carefully for three or four times and finally confirmed that it was a normal letter. She folded the letter paper and put it back in the envelope.

Mo Ling leaned against the balcony on the second floor and watched Xiao Chen walk out of the villa without expression. When she saw a black car driving in front of Xiao Chen and driving her out of the yard, Mo Ling gave a cold smile.

This villa is not as simple as it seems. On the surface, there are only two maids, Xiao Yang and Xiao Chen, a cook, a gardener and a driver in the courtyard. In fact, there are four security guards at the gate of the courtyard. These four security guards should be the bodyguards under mu Chenhan's hands. They are all agile. Even if they wear security clothes, they can't hide their evil spirit.

She, Maureen, was staring at by several pairs of eyes. With her own strength alone, I'm afraid she can't escape.

When Gu Xiaoqiao received the letter from Mo Ling, it was two days later. She came back from the United States with a suitcase and a whole body of fatigue. Her self exile for more than ten days did not free her from the lovelorn mood, but made her more painful. She had lost a lot of weight and was haggard.

Take out that letter from the mailbox, Gu Xiaoqiao Leng Leng, Mo Ling that girl, how to choose such a traditional way to contact yourself?

Gu Xiaoqiao took a bath, dried his hair, held a pillow in his arms and nestled in the couch. Then he opened the letter.

"Little Joe, I haven't contacted you for more than a month. How are you recently? I still remember last August when we two went to Dongshan to enjoy chrysanthemums. You said that in another 80 years, we would still be good sisters. I laughed at you and said that at that time, we were all old witches in our 100s. Maybe we didn't know each other for a long time... The past time, no matter when we recall it, is so beautiful. Xiao Qiao, you and Tang Yizhi's seven years of feelings, said to break up, you must be very sad, right? Forgive me for not being with you now, but my heart is with you. Little Joe, promise me not to do dangerous things and come out of the pain early. Someone told me that pain and sadness are the prelude to happiness. You will meet a man who loves you wholeheartedly and you will be happy. I miss you, Ling

After carefully reading the contents of the letter, Gu Xiaoqiao twisted his delicate brows into a ball.

"What's the matter? This letter is all wrong. Is this girl crazy?" Gu Xiaoqiao stroked his long hair, looked at the letter in his hand and murmured to himself, "we only contacted more than ten days ago. What does it mean that we haven't contacted for a month? In August last year, three of us went to Dongshan to enjoy chrysanthemums. How could she remember all the numbers wrong? What? I said that we would still be good sisters in 80 years. It was LAN Yao who said that we would all be good friends in 50 years. Nah, the biggest mistake was that I had a six-year relationship with Wang Badan of Tang Yizhi, not seven years! Ling, what are you doing! "

Gu Xiaoqiao frowned and read the letter over and over again. When she read it for the fifth time, her eyes suddenly widened, staring at the sentence "forgive me for not being able to be with you now". She can't be with you now... She must have had an accident!

Gu Xiaoqiao sprang up from the sofa, clutching the letter tightly and running to the study with a pair of slippers. She quickly took out a pen from the pen holder and recorded all the numbers in the letter on the white paper. Ah Ling has such a good memory that she can't remember that three people enjoyed chrysanthemums last August and that she had six years' relationship with Tang Yizhi, The only explanation is that a Ling is intentional. She wants to make herself pay attention to the numbers!

The "1" of "more than one month", "8" of "August", "2" of "two people", "80" of "80 years", "100" of "more than 100 years", and "7" of "seven years of feelings", the last two figures are "one by one" of "man who loves you wholeheartedly".

After Gu Xiaoqiao recorded these numbers, he replaced the Chinese characters "two, seven, one, one" with Arabic numerals to get a group of numbers "18280100711"!

She clenched the pen in her hand, staring at the string of numbers, 11 digits, obviously, this is a mobile phone number!

Gu Xiaoqiao grabs the landline and dials the mobile phone number quickly. In the process of waiting for the connection, she feels uneasy. She doesn't know who she is contacting and what happened to Mo Ling.

"Hello." A man's warm voice came from the receiver.

Gu Xiaoqiao clenched the receiver and said nervously, "Hello, do you know Mo Ling?"

The man was silent for a moment, slowly way, "know, you are?"

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Gu Xiaoqiao, a friend of Mo Ling. If it's convenient, I'd like to have a face-to-face talk with you. Do you have time?"

"Good." The man then reported a time and address.

In the coffee shop, the soothing music flows slowly.

Gu Xiaoqiao's right hand stirred the coffee, and her eyes fell on the passers-by who were in a hurry outside the window. I don't know if there was the man she met.

Inadvertently, he turned his head and saw a tall and straight man walking into the hall. He was wearing a valuable suit. His beautiful face was like the God in ancient Greek mythology. The warm autumn sun shone on him through the huge glass wall. He was like a luminous body and attracted everyone's attention.

He didn't seem to know that he had become the focus of attention. He walked calmly towards the position where Gu Xiaoqiao was sitting, showing his noble and elegant temperament.

This man is so beautiful that he can't help sighing for his noble atmosphere.

Gu Xiaoqiao stood up, ignoring the envious sight of the women around, politely extended his hand, "you must be Mr. Nangong. Nice to meet you."

Nangong Jue politely shook her hand, "my pleasure."

After two people exchanged greetings, Gu Xiaoqiao showed a worried expression, "suddenly contact you, you must feel very strange, in fact, it is because a Ling wrote a letter to me, she left your contact information in the letter, I think, she may want me to contact you."

Nangong Jue put down his coffee cup gracefully, "did you bring that letter?"

"Well." Gu Xiaoqiao took out the letter Mo Ling wrote to her and pushed it to Nangong Jue, "that's it. From the time point of view, it was sent to me two days ago. Because I was not in China some time ago, I saw it today... That, it mentioned some of my private affairs... Just ignore it..."

Nangong Jue nodded slightly, read the letter carefully, and suddenly lifted his thin lip. "You're right, Maureen did hide my contact information in this letter. I think she's in trouble."

He pauses and continues, "I guess she has been restricted in her personal freedom and even cut off from the outside world. That's why she chose to ask you and me for help in this secret way."

Gu Xiaoqiao said anxiously, "is she kidnapped? Isn't she very dangerous now? What should we do? Shall we call the police? "

Nangong Jue thought for a moment and said slowly, "this is not kidnapping. The other Party allows her to send a letter to you, which means that the other party knows that you have a very good relationship. At the same time, the other party also thinks that even if you notice something happened to Maureen, there is no way to help her. I'm afraid the only one with this confidence and ability is the Mu family

"You mean it's the Mu family who put a Ling under house arrest?" Gu Xiaoqiao clenched his fist angrily, "why do they do that? Is it because of the previous scandals?"

Nangong Jue said slowly, "maybe."

"Ah Ling is also a victim. How can they treat her like that?"

Nangong Jue took a sip of coffee and said faintly, "some big families always choose to sacrifice some people for their so-called family reputation."

Gu Xiaoqiao a Zheng, for a long time, wry smile, "sorry, I'm too excited. Mr. Nangong, since a Ling asked me to contact me, I think she must trust you very much. Can you... Help her

"Nangong Jue raised a smile from his lips." I promised her that I could help her when she was in trouble

Gu Xiaoqiao nasal acid, "thank you, I thank you for a Ling, she can know you such a good person, really lucky."

Nangong Jue said with a smile, "Miss Gu, you've read Mo Ling's letter carefully. She said, don't let you do dangerous things. I think she doesn't want you to be involved in this matter, so I'll take over the whole thing. If you go out of this coffee shop, please erase the letter from your mind."

"This... I'm worried about her... Although, I really don't have the ability to help her..."

Nangong Jue said in a warm voice, "Miss Gu, you are worried about moling. Moling is also worried about you. She doesn't want you to be involved because of her. Since I have promised to intervene in this matter, I will make her safe."

Gu Xiaoqiao bit his lip and looked up at him. Somehow, she believed that the European noble man had the strength to fight against the Mu family.

"Mr. Nangong, I believe you. Please make her safe, please!"

He nodded, "OK."

"Please be careful. The Mu family has a huge influence in C City. It's said that they are very influential in both Bai Dao and * *."

"I'll be careful."

Inside the silver Bentley, nangongjue is comfortably leaning on the leather seat, with her bony fingers casually resting on the back of the chair. There is no emotion in her deep blue eyes.

The car started and soon left the busy market.

Nangong Jue took out a gold pocket watch from his chest. On the top of the watch cover was a slightly yellow picture of a five or six-year-old girl. She grinned happily and her big eyes were bent into beautiful crescent.

His slender fingers rubbed the smiling face in the photo, and his lips could not help but evoke a gentle radian. His charming eyes were a pleasant autumn color, warm and soft.

A closer look, Maureen's eyes and the little girl's eyes are really similar. Because of those eyes, Nangong Jue did not hesitate to let Ellen pick Maureen up when he met her for the first time.