Chapter 398

He went out of the room to answer the phone.

As the door closed, she heard him say, "I'll be right here."

The door closed and the room fell into silence.

Anyin's mind is in a mess, or a kind of unspeakable variety.

She really didn't know how to deal with this relationship with him.

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Jinshawan!

The study of Chinese style is permeated with a strong flavor of simplicity and elegance.

The evening Jin speech sits behind the desk, writes writes.

Bo Kun came forward and looked at the seal characters on the Xuan paper that he could not understand. He said, "young master, you can't find what you want from Xia Xin."

The writing brush stops.

"Young master, is it possible that something is not in Xia Xin's hands or lost? After all, it has been 17 years, and Xia Xin is crazy again."

"Do you really believe she's crazy?" Mu Jin put down the brush.

"Rongxun went to America to see her. If she pretended to be crazy, Rongxun would not fail to see it."

"He can see it, and he won't cry at the end of his throat."

"Can it be in the hands of Miss Mu Jiayin?"

"Mu Jiayin doesn't know the existence of that thing. How can it be in her hands?"

"Isn't she amnesia?"

"Amnesia? Maybe. " The evening Jin speech finger caresses on the wrist with the dark green rope to wear a transfer bead.

"What do you mean, is it still in Xia Xin's hands?"

"Well."

"Then I'll have someone look for it."

"Well."

Bokun, get out.

Evening Jin speech fingertips in the transfer of a few times on the bead, the transfer of the bead opened, revealing a bead like wood inside.

He took out the beads, and a faint smell of cypress came from the beads.

Fingers caress the seal script pattern on the ball.

Do you feel a little bit about what you bring out of your mother's womb?

He didn't believe it.

There is a knock at the door.

Evening Jin words put the bead back, close the transfer bead.

"Come in."

Bo Kun stood at the door. "Young master, Miss Mu Jiayin is here. Can you see me?"

"Let her in."

"Yes."

Two minutes later, Bokun led the three women to the door of the study.

Opening the door of the study, "Miss Jiayin, please."

Three women walk in together.

Bo Kun blocks Zhao Liqin and Kong Xiulian who are following mujiayin. "Our young master only sees Miss Mu Jiayin alone."

Although Kong Xiulian was not happy, she was a servant. She was stopped and could not say anything.

Zhao Liqin did not dry the wall and said angrily, "I am his cousin. Can he not even see me?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Zhao. You should know the temper of our young master."

"He has a temper, and I have a temper." Zhao Liqin, a bastard, takes herself seriously.

"Zhao Liqin, for your unexpected needs, you'd better control your temper a little bit." Bo Kun's tone still maintained a good smile, but the words were to the point.

Zhao Liqin is a big spendthrift. She is always short of money from her family.

When she had no money, she would borrow it from Mu Jin.

Mu Jin said that although she ignored people, she was very generous in terms of money. She took no young master in her hand.

In case Mu Jin Yan gets angry, there's no way to "borrow" money. If you can't get it right, you'll have to ask her to pay back the money.

Zhao Liqin stares at Bo Kun fiercely, but dare not make any more noise.

Bokun closes the study door.

This is the first time that Mu Jia Yin has heard a lot about Mu Jin's words, but has not seen it.

Liang, sitting at the back of the desk in front of him.

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