"Grandpa, you finally think of my granddaughter."

When the American king heard his granddaughter's voice, his face warmed a lot.

"Xiao Yan, how are you getting along with dark night? When will you get married?"

After all, she and the dark night children have, and he is eager to see his great grandchildren. Although the dark night told him not to worry, he couldn't help it in the end.

Mo Qingyan heard him call himself like this and knew that his past was inseparable from Mo Qingyan, so she adapted to the name.

"Grandpa, he is already preparing for the wedding. He must go back to see you before marriage."

After hearing this, the king reminded, "the little great grandson must bring it back for his grandfather to see."

When it comes to children, his face is full of smiles. He can't wait.

Mo Qingyan said with a smile, "you also know about the children?"

It seems that he is really old. He is a child and his mommy.

After she hung up the phone, she reached over her finger, opened the lock and pushed the door in.

Seeing Liang MuQing sitting on the sofa, she suddenly stood up as soon as she saw herself.

"Xiaoyan, you're back."

She greeted. Mo Qingyan saw that she hadn't changed her clothes. She should be waiting for her.

"Qingqing, why didn't you go to the hospital with chef Yi?"

With her understanding of Liang MuQing, she is kind-hearted and will take care of him until he is well.

Liang MuQing's big eyes flickered and bit her lips. "He said it was okay, and then he didn't go to the hospital."

Mo Qingyan understood, "let's go upstairs. We're a little sleepy."

She took Liang MuQing's hand. Liang MuQing was a little hesitant.

"Don't sleep? He can't sleep without a bed. He's very picky."

He said to himself, looking at the instep of his feet, as if he didn't realize who he was talking about, but said it involuntarily.

Mo Qingyan, such a smart man, must have heard who she said, but he asked deliberately.

"Who? So picky."

Liang MuQing suddenly raised her eyes, and there was a trace of surprise in Shui Lingling's big eyes.

"Er, that is, Nangong Ao."

She stammered for a long time before she finished the sentence.

Mo Qingyan saw that she was in her trap, so he pointed to her and said, "are you worried about him?"

Liang MuQing hurried upstairs, "no, I'm just used to serving him, so I always think of these."

Her mind was suddenly broken. She was a little flustered and didn't know what was wrong with her. When she saw Nangong Ao being taken away, her heart couldn't calm down.

She was so sad to think that he was beaten, had no food and no bed.

Mo Qingyan smiled and followed up. Seeing that she entered her room, she followed in.

She stood by the window, staring blankly at the outside, Mo Qingyan holding her shoulder with both hands.

"Qingqing, what if you want to see him? I can ask Jue ye to help."

Liang MuQing thought for a while. Mo Qingyan has long been impatient. She can't stand the girl's mother-in-law character.

"You want to tell me that I'll go to bed. I'm too sleepy."

Last night, she was haunted by Li tingjue until the morning. Then he got up and she got up. She was already sleepy.

Liang MuQing saw that she was leaving and hurried to catch up with her. "Xiaoyan, I want to see him. Tell young master Li."

She could see that those policemen were afraid of Master Li. If he came forward, he might be able to save Nangong Ao.

She told Yi guangnian about it today and asked him to go to the police to cancel the case, but he didn't want to.

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