Chapter 432

"A good-looking person is just for others to appreciate? What are you so disgusted and afraid of? Have you ever had an operation on your facial features? Too much will show flaws? "

Su Murong disdained to smile, still staring at Mo Shi North resolute face said.

"It seems that I have to show you my mouth. It's full of nonsense."

Just one second ago, Mo Shibei's tongue had penetrated into Su Murong's teeth.

Two people you Nong I Nong's warm kiss, do not mind around the domestic helpers, servants see them so, have to retreat, afraid to disturb their sweet.

"Young master, please come to me."

Mo's assistant walked in quickly. He was about 30 years old, and Mo Shibei was about the same age. Just now, he saw two people in the room chatting through the glass window. But as soon as the voice fell, Ding Qing could see that they were fighting.

At a loss for a moment, the assistant knew that he was reckless, so he could only stand by and wait for Mo Shibei's reaction, or beat or scold, and he also recognized it.

"I see." Mo Shibei felt that he was going to be charmed by the woman on his body, so he looked up at the man at the door.

"And grandmothers and grandmothers, let's go there together." The assistant added what he had not finished.

After watching the two people's passionate kiss, his heart beat a little faster and he couldn't help taking a long breath.

"Did you say anything?"

It's no surprise that Mo Shibei is summoned by the old man alone. He thinks that the old man should meet him alone, but he can't guess why when he pulls up Su Murong?

"The old man received a package in the morning. Later, he was in a bad mood. In the middle, I asked the doctor to measure his blood pressure, which was a little high."

"Package, I see."

Mo Shibei doesn't ask any more questions. He knows that if the assistant knows, he will tell the whole story. But now he is hesitant, which means that he doesn't really know what is in the package.

Assistant mission is completed, busy turned to leave, long out of a gruff.

"What would it be if my grandfather came to me?" Looking at the figure that the assistant left, Su Murong sat up and asked.

Her cherry mouth is a little red and swollen, which is the credit of Mo Shibei, so she just avoided it.

"Mind him, there must be a way to the front of the mountain." Mo Shibei saw that her cheeks were red. He couldn't help approaching again. He asked: "do you want to review it again?"

"Don't make trouble. I'm going to dress up, or if I'm seen by the old man like this, I'll think of me as a bad woman."

Su Murong pushed away his chest and stood up with a smile.

"It's so boring." Mo Shi North Cold hum a, let her go to dress up, oneself by sitting in the living room shut up.

He was thinking about what would happen if the old man summoned him and Su Murong at one time. He carefully recalled that the latter came back to Mo's villas this time. He was really cautious. He didn't benefit anyone, and he didn't conflict with anyone. It should be that he didn't leave them in the hands of the old man.

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"Grandfather, Murong and I are here." Knock on the door and walk slowly into master Mo's study. Mo Shibei goes in first, followed by Su Murong.

"Sit down." Mo looked at a paper bag in front of him seriously, then slowly raised his head to look at them.

"Grandfather, what happened?" Mo Shibei saw the worry and sadness in the old man's eyes. He felt for a while. How could this play? Bitter meat?

"I received this thing about your father this morning. You are the eldest son of the family. You should be very mature, so I asked you and Murong to come here. I want you to have a look first."

Mo Lao said, pointing to the bag on the table.

"Murong, you are a woman with independent personality and insightful mind. The reason why I call you here today is to tell you that I am not always a man who does what I say and accept what I want. You will never hesitate. I hope you can be as honest as I am."

"Grandfather, I understand. Thank you for trusting me." When Su Murong heard what he said, he immediately promised to show his attitude.

A 70 year old man takes the initiative to show his kindness. If he doesn't give face again, it's really a life-saving act. Naturally, she won't ignore his words.

Mo Shibei looked at the old man and her suspiciously. He didn't ask any more. He got up and went over, took the bag, opened a disc and fell to the ground.

When he picked up the disc, there was a laptop on Mo's desk, so he took it and sat down next to Su Murong again. Then he inserted the disc into the computer, turned it on and pressed play.

"Mo Ge, don't go to my sister. She will hate me to death." A woman's voice rang out, full of crying, but it sounded strange.

"Yunrong, we really love each other. I already have a wife with three bedrooms. You're the only one more. I must go to Yunyi to make it clear."

Mo Shibei is familiar with this voice, but he can't remember where he heard it.

"No, mogo, she said that whoever dares to rob her husband, she will let him die." The woman named Yunrong roared hysterically again.

"I don't believe that she can really kill us. Let's go..." the man seems to be tugging at the woman, but the two still have some verbal communication, but some ambiguity.

For a long time, about a few minutes later, Mo didn't stop, so they waited patiently. It seemed that there was still something behind.

"Don't hurt their mother and son. She and I are true love. You have no right to separate us."

"I don't care if you seduce other women, but my sister can't. I can't allow my man to mix with her." The voice is so familiar that it hasn't changed at all.

The more angry she is, the more she will say it coldly. It makes people shudder. She is the young and old milk Yunyi of Mo family.

"She's your own sister. Can't you two live in peace?" The man growled, his voice trembling.

"No way, the woman who robbed my husband is dead!" Cloud appropriate evil ruthlessly says, what east originally falls the voice of the ground, seem to be a woman to push away his fetter.

There was a rustle again. Later, it seemed that there was no more.

Close the computer, Mo Shi North this just raised an eye slow body to ask mo old.

"Grandfather, who is this man?" He frowned slightly, and his eyes returned to their former indifference.

Other people inside are not sure, but Yunyi's voice is too lifelike, almost to the point that it's not true. But he heard it clearly. His intuition told him that this disc, as the evidence of something happened in Yunyi, fell into the hands of the old man.

"He's your father, Mo Lingyun." Mo Lao's voice was choked. He coughed hard and stabilized his voice. Then he said slowly.

"My father." Is there a deep sense of deja vu? Mo Shibei is in a trance.

He has never been very vague about the word "father", and he has hardly felt what is paternal love, because Mo Lingyun died soon after he was born.

"Grandfather, who sent this disc?"

Mo Shijing looked at Su Murong, and the woman beside him nodded with approval. He agreed with him completely. In a few words, it seemed that he wanted to explain something.

"I don't know. I just said it was a man wearing a helmet. They didn't pay attention to what he looked like. They adjusted the monitoring and couldn't see the man's face clearly."

Mo sighed helplessly when he was old. It was because he couldn't distinguish them clearly that he would come to them. After all, young people have a lively mind and think things will be more comprehensive.

"What do you mean, grandfather?"

Mo Shibei pondered the old man's words and asked carefully. His face, which was full of wrinkles, looked haggard because of his inner sadness.

No wonder he had to go to see his child three times a day. He was locked in his study early today.

"Your father died of illness at that time. The woman named Yunrong died of a car accident. They were less than three months apart.

Mo shuddered and tried his best to calm himself down, but he couldn't bear the pain of losing his son in his early years.

"I see, Grandpa. You want me to re investigate this matter, don't you?"

Mo Shibei lost his father when he was young. He was ridiculed by many people, but his heart was also touched when he heard the audio.

Father, he doesn't feel much, but father is a very important role for him, no one can replace him.

"Well, if you can, look at it secretly, hope it's our heart." Mo sighed and saw that Su Murong had been sitting on one side silent. He asked slowly, "Murong, what do you think?"

"If these two people are both innocent victims, as this disc reveals, then finding out the real murderer can also comfort their souls in heaven, but if they wronged the good people, I'm afraid it will make the living more sad."

Su Murong said softly, still filling the picture in the audio just now. Her intuition is very accurate, and she worries about it after thinking about it.

The whole incident is too strange, there is no doubt that the spearhead is directed at Yunyi, which is the last thing she wants to see.

"Yes, you're right, so I hope only the three of us know about it, understand?" Mo old firm to see Mo Shi North, the latter's eyebrows have twisted into a twist.

One side is her father, the other side is her mother. No matter which side is very important to him, she is more intimate than her mother, because she brought up herself.

But what if my mother is the killer? Do you really want to send her to court to accept the punishment of the law?

Tiger poison doesn't have an index finger. What's more, she is her own mother who has raised her for so many years? I can't believe it.

"Dad, the British consul is here to congratulate yang'er and yue'er."

Yun Yi knocked on the door and came in. On his smiling face, he saw three people in the room froze for two seconds.

"Dad, do you want to go down and have a look?" After all, she had seen a big event. Although she was strange, she didn't ask herself. Instead, she tried to find out.

"Well, you can go down with me. These two children are too stubborn. I wanted to be relieved that Beibei would be more restrained when he had children, but he was still stubborn and ignored other people's advice.

"Dad, give him some time. You can't be too familiar." Yun Yi sighed, but some of his ambitions came from Su Murong.