Mo Qingyan thinks that the two are in love, and she and Li Ting are dead tired. It took her so long to get on the road.

"OK, I'll call back to my room. You can cook some dishes and just bring him dinner."

Liang MuQing nodded, "I'll do it now."

Mo Qingyan went back to his room, fell on the bed and dialed Li tingjue's number. It has been half an hour. He should be in the company. It's not far from his company. It'll be there in ten minutes without a traffic jam.

Li tingjue is in a meeting and sees that his mobile phone is shaking all the time. When he usually asks for a meeting, his mobile phone is turned off and silent and is not allowed to answer the phone.

But seeing that the call was a picture of Mo Qingyan, he connected it without thinking.

"Wife, what's up?"

The sound was loud, so the whole conference room was quiet for an instant.

Mo Qingyan said weakly, "Qingqing wants to go to the police station to see Nangong Ao. Which police station is he in? They will be asked to play a bitter play later. Maybe Qingqing will be distressed, and then she will understand her own feelings."

She was lying on the bed like this, and she was sleeping comfortably.

"Well, I'll call him right away and I'll ask the driver to take you there."

When Mo Qingyan was about to hang up, he suddenly opened his mouth, "kiss me."

He found that he had just left the girl for a while. When he heard her voice, he thought of her.

Mo Qingyan smiled, "Hey, are you too sticky? What if I'm bored?"

A man like Li tingjue can only be linked with the word "heartless". Now how does she think he is very sticky?

Li tingjue saw that the whole conference room was looking at him, and he was surprised by the president's appearance. At the same time, he was stuffed with a mouthful of dog food.

He stood up, compared with Yuan Cheng and asked him to continue the meeting.

Li tingjue's eyes and eyebrows were warm when he came out of the meeting room, because the girl really kissed him. He was in a good mood.

He went back to his office and dialed Nangong Ao.

Nangong Ao is sitting in the office of the director of the North District police station, his legs on his desk, looking like he just woke up.

"Hello?"

"Nangong, how long are you going to stay in the police station?"

In fact, Nangong Ao has been bored for a long time. It's boring here. If it weren't for listening to him, he would have slipped away.

"Waiting for your call? I'm dominating the director's office and have a sleep."

Li Ting would never listen to him so comfortable. He was a little upset when he thought that his wife was still running around for him.

"Liang MuQing came to see you. You quickly asked them to hang you up and beat you up."

Nangong Ao suddenly took back his slender legs, "aren't you trying to be difficult? They have rules and can't beat people."

Li tingjue lit a cigarette, stuck it to his lips and took a puff. When he spit out the smoke, his eyes were stained with a layer of fog.

"Silly, can't you use your brain?"

Nangong Ao thought, "is this useful? Don't let me get beaten for nothing."

Li tingjue was so angry with him that he took a heavy smoke, "you don't listen, just go back to your company and don't hang under my nose all day."

After that, he angrily hung up the phone.

And Nangong Ao thought for a while, so he'd better listen to him. After all, he can't help it.

So he went to find someone. It was impossible to hang him. They could only beat him up. He was turned over and beaten by two police rounds, with more injuries. Both eyes have become panda eyes. The corners of his mouth were full of blood, and there was a lot of nosebleed. He was holding his mobile phone to see how miserable he was.

I can't help scolding, "isn't it too miserable?"

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