Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Mo Qingyan looked familiar at the box, but he couldn't remember for a moment. She reached over her slender fingers and lifted the lid of the box. A bunch of purple noble roses, with morning dew, lay quietly inside.

She thought the flower meeting was sent by situ Ling. Unexpectedly, it was from here. She raised her eyes.

"Who is he?"

I thought I would know who they called the little Lord by opening the box? Unexpectedly, she didn't know the person who sent the flowers.

Mo Qingyan's beautiful little face showed a touch of doubt, and the brilliance in his big eyes was more bright.

The middle-aged man saw such a beautiful woman for the first time. A smile flashed across his eyes. No wonder the little Lord liked her so much. It turned out to be really different.

"Miss Mo, come with us and you'll know when you see him."

Mo Qingyan's eyes moved. She would go with him when she was stupid. She got up and smiled sweetly at the man.

"OK, let's go."

Because she took a look at the whole coffee shop, there were no guests. The others were black men who came in with him. There were ten of them. It seemed that they came to catch her.

The man bowed his head slightly, "Miss Mo, please!"

Mo Qingyan walked in front. When talking to him, she had sent a message to the driver and asked him to wait for her at the door.

The people in black in the coffee shop are all ferocious. Look at their bodies, you know they have good skills. If she wants to hit eleven, she can't beat it.

As they passed by, their eyes looked straight ahead as if they had not found her. I couldn't help laughing in my heart. I trained very well.

She looked down at her feet. Today, she wore flat feet in order to go to the dark market. It's very convenient when she will escape.

The man followed her all the time. He was very humble towards her and looked like a clear master and servant.

Mo Qingyan quickened his pace as soon as he got out of the cafe. His smart big eyes moved around, looking for the car to pick her up.

She drew a distance from the people behind. Mo Qingyan walked quickly into the crowd, very fast.

"Miss Mo, our car is here."

The man behind said loudly to her that when she heard it, she raised her feet and ran away. Passers-by were disturbed by his running and scolded one after another.

"Doesn't this man have eyes?"

The crowd was in chaos, and the people behind caught up, but she disappeared.

The middle-aged man looked dim. He really didn't expect that Mo Qingyan would run away. Obviously, he brought so many people because the young Lord said she was very clever. He didn't believe it before. Now he has learned it.

He took out his cell phone, dialed a string of numbers and went out.

"Young master, Miss Mo slipped away."

The people over there seemed to have known that it would be this result. They were not angry or angry, but said a faint word.

"I see."

The phone was hung up. The man looked puzzled. What does the little Lord mean? I knew Miss Mo would do this?

After Mo Qingyan got on the bus, she asked the driver to drive and leave at the fastest speed. She kept turning her head to see. Fortunately, they didn't catch up.

She has long been used to this kind of deceitful life. Those five years are not for nothing.

After driving for a while, the driver also found that there was no car following them, so he told Mo Qingyan.

"Miss Mo, those people have been dumped."

Mo Qingyan leaned back in his seat and squinted and smiled.

"Xiao Liu, your driving skills are good. Go now. I just told you the address."

The driver is Nangong Ao's man. Of course, he knows what she said? A little worried.

"Miss Mo, the dark market is very chaotic. You'd better not go."