"Sir, is there a problem?"

Seeing that the aura on the man in front of him suddenly became cold, Steward Bai asked with some trepidation.

Mo Shenyu was still standing there, like a sculpture, but the aura on his body was dull and breathless.

The white butler could only speak more cautiously, "Sir......"

"Go. ”

The man closed his eyes, and there was an eerie horror in his deep voice, "Go and call up the monitoring of road traffic in the afternoon and find out who the person who kidnapped Yi Qianfan is." ”

"Yes!"

If the white butler was amnesty, he hurriedly went downstairs.

Mo Shenyu sat in the boss's chair in the study, staring at the three MSF symbols on the piece of paper with burning eyes.

Unlike those words, these three letters of English are handwritten.

His parents passed away early, and every time he took the test paper home after the exam, it was the woman who wrote the three letters MSF by herself, and then rubbed his head, "Okay, this is the parent's signature!"

At that time, he was still young, and he always muttered, "The teacher said to write Chinese names, not abbreviations." ”

For this reason, she also went to the school to talk to his homeroom teacher in person, "I am her sister, so I can't sign on behalf of my parents, and write a symbol, which means that he really showed me seriously, and I hope the teacher understands." ”

After she left, the head teacher specially talked to him and praised her, "She is a sister with a very special mind." ”

Mo Shen closed his eyes.

Thirteen years.

She has been dead for thirteen years, and there are very few people in City A who know her name, and even fewer who know that she likes to sign like this.

The man held the white paper in his hand.

Whether it's someone else imitating her handwriting and tone, or ......

He's going to get this straight!

The white butler is very efficient.

Before dawn, he knocked on the door of the study, "Sir, the investigation has come out." ”

"The car that kidnapped Yi Qianfan was the car of the Wen family, a famous family in the west of the city, and among those who kidnapped Yi Qianfan, several of them were the personal bodyguards of Wen Zhinuan, the eldest lady of the Wen family. ”

Mo Shenyu raised his eyebrows coldly, "Wen family?"

"Yes. ”

Butler Bai wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I was quite surprised by this result, because the Wen family has not had a sense of existence over the years. ”

"In order to find out, I investigated three generations of the Wen family, and the only intersection between us and the Wen family is that decades ago, our old man once had an illicit relationship with a female relative of the Wen family after being drunk......"

Ink Domain: "......"

The old guy still has such an affair?

"But ......"

Butler Bai coughed lightly, "The appearance of this Miss Wen Zhinuan ......"

Mo Shenyu frowned and took the stack of photos he handed over.

After the man's deep eyes came into contact with the woman in the photo, he was beaten hard!

He couldn't believe his eyes.

After a moment, his hand began to tremble slightly, and he quickly flipped through the photos in his hand one by one—

Every shot, every angle, exactly the same!

His heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Exactly the same, exactly the same!

Even after thirteen years, he could still vividly remember the woman's face, every detail of her face.

That's his own sister who bleeds the same blood as him!

He trembled a little excitedly when he heard his voice, "How old is this Wen Zhinuan?"

Butler Bai lowered his head and replied in a low voice, "According to the data, she is only nineteen years old. ”

The man's face stiffened suddenly.

He looked up almost incredulously, "Nineteen?"

"Yes. ”

The housekeeper pursed his lips, "According to the existing information, this Miss Wen Zhinuan is indeed nineteen years old. ”

Probably guessing Mo Shenyu's reaction, the housekeeper lowered his head, "I also asked the relevant experts, and the experts said that if women are well maintained, it is normal for them to look ten years younger. ”

If Mo Fusheng was still alive, he would be twenty-nine years old by now.

Mo Shenyu closed his eyes and smiled bitterly, "Instead of hoping that she is that person, it is better to investigate carefully, whether she was born like this, or whether she was born with plastic surgery." ”

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said, "I'll go check it out." ”

"Let's make an appointment with this Miss Wen Zhinuan. ”

Mo Shenyu lowered his head, looked at the photo placed on the table, and a sneer rose on his lips, "Kidnapping Yi Qianfan with the Wen family's car with great fanfare, and also letting her personal bodyguard show up." ”

"I think this Miss Wen should really want to meet me. ”

"Yes. ”

After the white butler left, Mo Shenyu was alone in the study again, flipping through the photos repeatedly.

Faintly, some artificial traces can be found on the face of this Miss Wen Zhinuan.

He sneered, and the heart that he had excitedly thought she was still alive gradually sank.

He wanted to figure out who was playing this boring game with him.

But no matter what, the person who instructed Wen Zhinuan to have plastic surgery was much higher than Mo Dongze.

At least, he thought of it, and he had to start with the weakness of his ink sinking domain.

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Probably because she has been sleeping a lot in the past few days, Su Xiaoning actually woke up at five o'clock this morning for the first time.

She yawned, habitually wanting to burrow into the man's arms.

But his body rolled on the bed, and he didn't touch Mo Shenyu's body.

She got up and glanced at the time, and pushed open the door of the study in a daze, "Husband, why haven't you slept yet?"

At that time, Mo Shenyu was still looking at those photos.

Seeing her coming, the man put the photo down and got up from his chair, "Woke up so early?"

She flattened her mouth, "Hmm." ”

He glanced at the time, "It's still early, sleep a little longer?"

"No, I'm awake. ”

"Then sleep with me a little longer?"

The girl flattened her lips, "Okay......"

He put his arms around her and went out.

The moment she turned around, she subconsciously glanced at the desk.

On the table, there are several pictures of very beautiful women.

She burrowed into his arms in a daze, her voice half coquettish and half joking, "Are you peeking at other women behind my back?"

Mo Shenyu smiled, raised his hand and pinched her face, "Yes, I haven't slept all night, I'm looking at other women, is Mrs. Mo jealous?"

Su Xiaoning stretched out her hand to hug his sturdy waist, "I'm not jealous, how sour vinegar is......"

"I like sugar, sweet!"

Her simple voice and eyes made him can't help but pick her up and kiss her on the face fiercely, "Then guess what, what do I like to eat?"

Su Xiaoning pouted and thought for a while, "You like to be jealous." ”

"Not true. ”

He gently laid her down on the bed, letting her rest on his arm.

"And what do you like to eat?"

He chuckled and kissed her on the lips, "I like to eat you." ”