The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"Little Soldier, I'm sorry. I want to be alone." Hai Qingqing strode away behind Mo Xiaojun's back. She didn't dare to look back at mo xiaojun. She saw Mo Xiaojun working so hard to help Xia Yihan. If Mo Xiaojun didn't like Xia Yihan, he wouldn't believe her.

Looking at his lonely back, Mo Xiaojun chased after him and said, "I don't trust you alone."

"I'll take a taxi." Hai Qingqing did not look back at mo xiaojun. She could hear Mo Xiaojun's words clearly even if the crowd was in a great uproar. Could it be that she was deeply in love with him?

Today, both of them came out for a walk, not driving.

Mo Xiaojun opened his mouth and wanted to say something. Hai Qingqing seemed to know what he meant. He kept shaking his head. Not far away, an empty taxi came. Hai Qingqing waved heavily and drove away in Mo Xiaojun's eyes.

Mo Xiaojun stood alone in the crowd, not knowing what to think. For a long, long time, until Mo Xiaojun thought it had been a century. Looking at the cars coming and going, Mo Xiaojun hugged his arms. Winter seemed to have not passed.

Looking at an unfamiliar face, Mo Xiaojun wandered around like a wandering soul. Hai Qingqing didn't get a call either. Mo Xiaojun didn't hear the first call and continued to wander aimlessly. On the second call, he looked at a women's clothing store in a daze. The clothes inside were all limited edition. Xia Yihan's clothes were bought here.

Mo Xiaojun had just stepped into the women's clothing store. The last time she heard from hai qingqing that Ye Zimo was buying clothes for Yihan here, the salesperson in the uniform came over when he saw a customer coming, and the perfect and impeccable smile appeared on his face.

"Sir, what kind of clothes do you want to buy?"

"I want this one, the same one." Mo Xiaojun took out his phone and opened Xia Yihan's smiling face when he was wearing that dress. His face was warm.

The saleswoman looked at the dress and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, sir. This dress is a limited edition. This year, there are only two pieces. One was bought by Mr. Ye Zimo and the other was bought by a Mr. Ah San."

"Are you sure there are only these two?" Mo Xiaojun asked uncertainly. His voice was out of tune because of his excitement.

The saleswoman didn't know why Mo Xiaojun was so excited. She thought Mo Xiaojun thought she was dishonest. She said unhappily, "Sir, our brand says the same thing. That third came to buy clothes a month ago. This dress hasn't been mass-produced yet. I don't think it will be mass-produced."

"I'm sorry, I didn't doubt you. Did Ah San swipe his card? Can you say he's from there? I want him to buy this dress." Mo Xiaojun began to lie. There were only two of them. He never believed that Xia Yihan was the murderer. When he thought about the clothes that ye mo gave him, Mo Xiaojun firmly believed that the clothes were not Xia Yihan's.

"I'm sorry, sir. That Ah San is a cash purchase, and his service information is blank. But there was a mole on his left side of his face." The saleswoman thought of that strange Ah San. When he entered the store, the mole on his face was very obvious, and she didn't care what others thought of him. She came straight to her and took out her phone to ask for the same dress. It seemed like the same action as the gentleman in front of her.

For the customers who buy clothes here, they will leave a service message. If there is a problem, the store provides free service, and the customer information that Ah San handed in is blank.

Limited edition clothes can't be bought with a few thousand yuan. Other people use their credit cards to spend, but he actually pays in cash. What a strange person. The saleswoman thought it was funny.

"Thank you. I'll buy some clothes another day." Mo Xiaojun walked out of the store and started thinking about the female guide. If he bought the limited edition clothes in cash, he actually bought them in cash. There must be a ghost in it.

This question seemed to require ye mo to investigate. He was better than himself in the business world. In order for Yihan to come out soon, Mo Xiaojun decided to go to Ye Zimo.

It was already ten o' clock in the evening when Mo Xiaojun found Ye Zimo. He didn't want to delay for a moment.

"Are you looking for me?" Ye mo stood at the entrance of the hospital and looked at the burning Mo Xiaojun. "Is there a problem with Zhong Yuquan?"

You thought I wanted to find you. Mo Xiaojun glanced at Ye Zimo. There were people all over the hospital. He thought for a while and said, "Not only are there more people here, but there are also more eyes and ears. It's better to find a place with fewer people."

Ye mo looked at the thin beads of sweat on Mo Xiaojun's forehead, which glistened under the streetlights. Thinking that things were not simple, he nodded and took Mo Xiaojun to the car.

"Tai Fai, take good care of Zheng Heng ye in the hospital." After delivering his message to Lin Dahui outside the car, Ye Zimo started the car and left.

Ye Zimo took Mo Xiaojun to his place and closed the door.

"We can talk about it." Ye Zimo motioned for Mo Xiaojun to sit down.

"I'm going out with Qingqing at six this afternoon." As soon as Mo Xiaojun said this, the corners of Ye Zimo's mouth rose. You have to spend more time with Hai Qingqing, but Ye Zimo didn't say the idea.

"Go on." Ye Zimo nodded and motioned for Mo Xiaojun to continue.

Mo Xiaojun spoke with a serious face, and the atmosphere suddenly became heavy.

"I wandered around aimlessly after Qingqing came home." Ye mo frowned and relaxed.

"When I saw a women's clothing store, I didn't think much of going in at first. I heard from Yihan that she liked that dress very much, so I asked the store if it had the same style. She told me that there were only two pieces of this dress, one you bought, and the other was bought by a Ah San."

Ye Zimo's face darkened at this moment. I'll buy Xia Yihan's clothes. It's normal for anyone who wants you to buy another one.

Looking at ye mo's face, Mo Xiaojun knew that Prince yee was jealous again.

"You will definitely show your nose. It's not a big deal for someone else to buy the other one. There's no need to make such a fuss, but here's the strange thing. That ah san took a photo of the shop assistant when he bought the clothes. I remember that you have an introduction to this shop in your file. All the clothes are filled in service information. That shop assistant told me that Ah San didn't fill in any information, and the crazy thing is that he paid in cash." Mo Xiaojun looked at Ye Zimo seriously. He believed that ye mo would think the same thing after listening to him.

Ye Zimo remembered that when he bought the clothes, he secretly joked with Xia Yihan and asked Xia Yihan to carry the money to buy them. The two of them packed a big bag of money.

Payment without credit card, buyer without information. Ah San thought it was a pseudonym, and the problem was tricky.

"By the way, the saleswoman said that Ah San had a large mole on his left cheek, which is his only sign." Mo Xiaojun recalled the words of the female guide, it seems that it is not impossible to find this Ah San.

"Well, I'll send someone to find Ah San and that dress." Ye Zimo nodded to express his actions. He remembered that Xia Yihan told him last night that the dress was not his. As evidence, the dress must still be at the police station. The other one must still be somewhere. The physical evidence overturned one, and the other two, one Dafeng, and the other diary.

"Do you want to rest here or go back?" Ye Zimo looked at the time at 11: 00 and asked mo xiaojun to stay. Mo Xiaojun was his rival in love, but Mo Xiaojun made him feel familiar with zhong, not even yan Qinglan.

"Go back." Mo Xiaojun strode out, leaving Ye Zimo with only two words and a slightly thin back.

Ye Zimo strode after Mo Xiaojun.

"Car keys, get home early so you can study the Yihan case." Ye mo saw that Mo Xiaojun didn't pick up the car and gave a reason. He didn't know why he let Mo Xiaojun drive.

After sending Mo Xiaojun away, ye mo sent a message. The whole city looked for a man with a mole on his left face. Looking at the phone, Ye Zimo smiled like a fox. I don't know what happened to Hai Zhixuan.

At this time, Hai Zhixuan was at elder sister Song's house. He searched carefully, hoping to get something useful.

Elder sister Song's two children have been moved out of here.

Hai zhixuan took the flashlight and walked into elder sister Song's bedroom.

The bed in the bedroom was still there, and the books were almost taken away. Hai Zhixuan looked at the magazines thrown in the corner like garbage. He carefully picked them up, shook off the dust on them, and flipped through the magazines. They were all fashion magazines.

Hai zhixuan searched every corner with the magazine, but he didn't see anything that could help the case.

He threw the book on the floor and sat on the bed dejectedly, where the pillow was placed at the head of the bed. When he looked for something before, the pillow was moved away. In this seat, Hai Zhixuan found that it was different under the bed.

He narrowed his eyes, put the flashlight away, and gently opened the bed. There was a scratch on the mattress. He carefully reached in, and there was a recording pen inside.

Yes, Hai Zhixuan picked up his pen and was about to leave. When he raised his foot, he saw two pieces of paper lying quietly under his feet. The shopping list. Look at the date. This is the shopping list from the days before elder sister Song died.

Hai Zhixuan carefully looked at two pieces of paper, one exercise book, fifteen shopping lists, and Hai Zhixuan carefully compared them. It seemed that the two pieces of paper could tell what elder sister Song was missing.

There was no black pencil, no shopping list, and a blue pen.

Hai Zhixuan took the recording pen, shopping list and shopping list and carefully walked out of sister song's house. It seemed that he was going to find Zhong Yuquan and couldn't find her alone.

It was getting late, and Hai Zhixuan managed to call Ye Zimo without paying a price to be with Yihan.

"Ye Zimo, I've found something interesting. Let's not talk about it. By the way, I'm calling you so late because I hope you can find your father, old master li, and take Zhong Yuquan out for a drink. You're in charge of finding what we need at his place." Hai Zhixuan might not be able to take Zhong Yuquan alone. With ye Hao Ran and maybe Zhong Yuquan, and with Li Mingjun and Zhong Yuquan, if they don't want to go, they can't help but give everyone face. Zhong Yuquan, you shouldn't have designed Yihan.

"By the way, as for what you can find, it depends on your ability." Hai Zhixuan's provocative tone was passed to Ye Zimo word for word.

Hearing Hai Zhixuan's words, Ye Zimo looked at the other lawyers sitting around him with dangerous eyes, and coldly and solemnly responded to Hai Zhixuan.

"I won't let you down. No, Yihan won't let me down." Ye Zimo hung up the phone without any hesitation and continued the unfinished conversation. Hai Zhixuan, you have no chance. I will definitely hold on to Yihan.