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Come out from children's clothing store, Muqiqi continues to walk with big bags and small bags.

Passing by a brand men's clothing store, she stopped.

Looking at a simple shirt and trousers on the model in the window, she was suddenly shocked.

In more than three months with moyanjue, she had never bought anything for him, and even the customization of the suit designed for him by herself at the beginning was delayed by a series of later things, which could not be completed.

Now, in the last time, she wants to buy him something, even as a memorial.

After stabilizing her mind, she strode in and bought the model's suit according to the size of Mo yanjue.

Pay the bill from the men's clothing store, look down at the bag in your hand, but your heart is heavy.

If she could, she would like to design clothes for him.

Unfortunately, there is no such opportunity... There is no such thing as ·

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Linhai manor.

When Mo yanjue got off the car, Wang Bo, the housekeeper, hurriedly ran over.

With a smile on his face, "young master, Miss Mu came back in the afternoon. It seems that she bought clothes for you and young master. Go to the room and have a look."

Wang Bozhi is so happy because these two people don't know what's wrong with each other. Miss Mu didn't come back for a night. Now she bought clothes and came back. That means finding a step for herself and the young master. It seems that there is hope for reconciliation.

Mo yanjue hands Wang Bo the coat in his arms, and there is a bright light in his deep eyes.

Then he walked towards the house.

Looking at the handsome back of the young master, Wang Bo raised his mouth slightly.

But Wang Bo didn't expect that Mo yanjue rushed down the stairs within two minutes, and the blue veins on his forehead were clearly visible.

"What about her? When did you leave? "

Wang Bo was frightened by Mo yanjue's whole body and stammered, "isn't miss mu in the room? Since she came back, no one has seen her come down from the upstairs · "

" adjust the monitoring! " Before Wang Bo finished speaking, Mo yanjue, with a frown on his brow, let out a hoarse roar. Then he strode out, and the white paper with something written in his hand fluttered and fell on the floor.

Wang Bo swallowed the throat and answered. Then he picked up the letter paper which had fallen on the floor.

When I saw the first sentence clearly, my old face suddenly turned pale.

"Mo yanjue, I'm gone, please don't look for me... Please"

stay in the same place for a few seconds, shivering. He hurriedly orders people to get the villa monitoring.

And the people who ran out of the door sat directly in the car, driving with one hand and pressing the Bluetooth headset with the other hand.

"Get me the list of people who left Yuncheng airport, railway station and bus station today..."

Zhou Hua was stunned for a few seconds after receiving such a call, and then recovered the intelligence and accomplishment that an assistant should have.

"Mr. Mo, who are you looking for?"

At the other end of the phone, the hand holding the steering wheel is tight, and the eyes in front of you are red.

Thinking of the contents of the letter, his heart was like thousands of steel needles stabbing him.

"Mr. Mo? Are you listening? " For a long time I didn't hear the noise over there. Zhou Hua put down his chopsticks and the whole person became alert.

Then I heard three words in my hoarse voice: "Muqiqi!"

Zhou Hua got up from his seat and said in a hurry, "I'll do it right away!"

Seeing Zhou Hua's face suddenly changed, Yu Xiaoran, who was eating hot pot, put down his chopsticks and looked worried: "brother Zhou, what's the matter?"