Chapter 738

Looking at the situation that Tang Meng wants to kill Qi Ruifeng again and again, there must be something else to be caught this time. At least Tang Meng is not at fault.

The other end of the phone breathed calmly and didn't speak. What mujiutian should say also said: "that's it. I'll..."

"Wine is sweet."

In two words, she could almost imagine how the black eyes of the man on the phone outlined the extremely cold temperature. Her thin lips slowly lifted up: "I want to ask you something."

"You said

"I ask you where she sent Sheng Jieli."

Sheng Jieshi

Heart inexplicably beat fast, mujiutian tried to restrain calm smile: "when Qi Shao lived by the Yellow River, that is pregnant with warm children, you tube is very wide."

"To where?"

He repeated.

She pursed her red lips: "it's said that he was sent to the training center. Mo sent him away in person. If Qi Shao wants to know something else, he might as well ask mo. besides, he doesn't know you well."

a phrase with a double meaning.

Even if they are related, they have hardly taken on the responsibility of being a father.

It's said that during the year when Sheng huainuan "died", Mo Lao also took care of him. Qi Ruifeng wants to take people away, but Mo doesn't agree.

There was a short silence on the other end of the phone, and the sweet apricot eyes were squinting. In the cold air around, it was particularly cool: "that's it first, I'll hang up."

But she didn't call Sheng huainuan for the first time. Mu Jiutian estimates that she has already gone to sleep at this point. Sleep is the most important thing for pregnant women with children.

Lie down again and bury your face in a clean pillow.

It's like all the things have piled up to today, and the long and complicated pressure makes her tired, but her brain is surprisingly clear, little by little analyzing the significance of Tang Meng's doing so many things.

If it was his intention to lead Sheng huainuan to him, he must have thought that Qi Ruifeng would be angry at him. The most direct thing is to lock him up, even as if he is now. Please go to investigate for the purpose of establishing a name.

So

Tang Meng must have the following. He has never been a man who thinks he has suffered losses.

But what can he do with this incident? Or, in other words, what happened? Tang Meng refused to let Qi Ruifeng go after him so much that he stabbed Qi Ruifeng with his backhand.

Mujiutian couldn't think of it. She tossed and turned until late at night and fell asleep. When she woke up the next day, Bartley had been sent to have a general examination. After washing, she changed into the clothes that Aunt Yu had sent to her last night, and then she went out to meet Xiu.

They are not familiar with each other. They have seen two sides in the Wayne family at most. He usually follows Bartley and keeps on standby.

"Miss Kiel."

"The secretary."

He nodded to say hello. Mu Jiutian thought about it. He looked up and said, "where does Mr. Andre live, do you know?"

Xiu obviously hesitated, and then he said, "what can I do for you

"Nothing, just want to talk."

In fact, Xiu shouldn't report the address to mujiutian voluntarily. But according to her position in Bartley's heart, even if she can't get it, she just turns to ask Bartley, and will get a satisfactory result in three words.

So, why does he want to go against her mind: "I will send a text message to your mobile phone."

"Yes, thank you."

When the mobile phone rang, she looked down and said, "wait until my father's check is over and call me. I need to go out for a while."

"I see, Miss Kiel."

Hugh himself arranged for the bodyguard and driver to deliver mujiutian, and the destination was Andre's hotel as he expected.

Andre's assistant opened the door at the moment, his eyes are showing a slight surprise: "Miss Kiel."

"Is Mr. Andre in?"

"Yes."

"Can I get in?"

"Yes, of course you can."

This is a suite. Andre is on the balcony facing the sun. When he walks in, Andre sits on the sofa. The sketched paper scattered on the tea table is obviously the design of this year's winter clothes. Even in the room, the sunglasses are still not removed, and the crutches are still under his hands. When he hears the sound, his voice cools down, "I don't understand my rules until now," he saidThen he raised his eyes.

After a short silence, Andre put down the paper in his hand and did not mention the so-called rules. He said in an old voice: "it's Bartley. What's the matter?"

Mu Jiutian looked at him for a while, then his eyes slowly moved to the sofa opposite him, smiling: "can I sit down?"

"Sit down."

"Yes, thank you."

Mujiutian didn't look through the drawing paper or move any documents. He just sat opposite. His handbag was casually put on his knee, and his smile was bright in the golden sun. He looked very clean: "Bartley is OK, but yesterday, in order to save me from the recurrence of some old injuries, I have invited a doctor to come here. As long as the examination is OK, We should be able to leave the hospital today. "

"Yes."

It's still a heavy word.

She raised her hand and looked at the silver dial: "calculate the time. Hugh is going to call me soon, so I'm not going to circle with you here." She also looked up at the opposite face, which never showed any expression from the beginning to the end, and hung her red lips: "I know you don't like me. Whether it's in the face of agraia or in the face of Bartley, you give it to me, I'll sign it. If you don't give it to me, I'll never covet anything that belongs to Jesse."

"This is my attitude. Whether my name is mojitian or Wayne Kiel, I am Bartley's own daughter. Even if there is no blood relationship between you and me, we can always be related, so..."

She got up, with no makeup on her little plain face, But smile is particularly clever and delicate: "grandfather, I will trouble you in the future."

Last night's matter, why can come from Andre's hand, Mu Jiutian thought for a long time.

Didn't he mind her appearance, which proved that her husband was cheating in her daughter's marriage? So why

After mujiutian left, the assistant looked at the man who had been sitting on the balcony for a long time. His crutches were heavy and dignified, and his sunglasses blocked the introverted and happy look from the corners of his eyes and brows, which he had never seen in so many years with Andre.

Involuntarily asked: "Sir, Miss Kiel just left with yesterday's inheritance document?"

"She's a smart girl."

The assistant didn't understand, "you mean Miss Kiel?"

"Yes." For a long time, he narrowed his eyes, and his expression was very quiet, but it was pressing: "well, she's too smart."

So last night, he made the drama, which was not a drama.