When Song's mother returned to the café with her daughter, there was no shadow of Mu Qian, only a piece of paper pressed under the coffee cup. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Song Shijing, who was looking confused, ran over to take a look, then breathed a sigh of relief and shouted to Zhen's mother: "Mom, he recognized the wrong person." ”

"Huh?"

"Xiao Qian, he thought it was a group of people who had been harassing him, so he said something that wasn't aimed at you," Song Shijing held the note in the palm of her hand, glanced at the door, and asked, "Mom, what did he tell you?"

"Say what?"

Mother Song was a little angry when she mentioned this, and her face was still a little pale.

Coercion, intimidation, and disrespectful language, that's fine.

This guy even said that he 'doesn't think it's ironic'! Is it ironic that she has lived so gracefully for so many years, but she is burdened with a knot in her heart that cannot be untied?

It just so happened that Mu Qian's previous words were like a sword, piercing the weakest line of defense in Song's mother's heart.

It's bloody!

Wen Yu walked in from the door and smiled slightly professionally at the mother and daughter: "Minister Song, Miss Song, our City of Colors has already arranged a reception for you, please come with me." ”

Before Song Shijing could say anything, Song's mother left with a cold face.

"Hey, Mom......" Song Shijing shouted weakly, but Song's mother didn't respond.

Looking at the note in her hand, Song Shijing sighed dejectedly.

"Okay. ”

What the hell is going on?

It's already sunset outside, and this incident can be regarded as a temporary curtain down.

Song's mother was borrowed by the Wen family, and although Song Shijing was wronged and missed her mother, her mother's sudden anger made her a little overwhelmed.

After thinking about it, Song Shijing decided to go back to Mu Qian to ask things clearly.

However, she also felt that in addition to the guards and surveillance personnel assigned by the Wen family, there were also several shadow guards affiliated with her mother hiding around her.

'What did Xiao Qian say to his mother?'

It seems that this is not too important, what is important is how to make my mother's misunderstanding of Xiaoqian dissolve.

Doesn't Mother like Xiao Qian?

There's no reason, Xiao Qian is so handsome and sunny, it stands to reason that my mother should like it, right?

What the hell is going on......

……

Mother?

That fairy-like woman will be Song Shijing's own mother?

When Mu Qian heard Song Shijing's name, he actually refused in his heart.

recalled what he had just said to Song Shijing's mother...... Although he didn't want to admit it, Mu Qian also felt that he was a little underwhelmed.

If someone else had spoken like this in front of him, he would have been slapped a long time ago, right?

This eldest sister, ah no, this aunt is really easy to talk to.

But then again, the temperament is so close to Su Qing's temperament, they are both women who will have a special fairy spirit when they wear palace clothes, can they blame him for admitting their mistakes?

The other party didn't report his home or anything, can he blame him for admitting his mistakes?

In a word......

Blame him?

However, Mu Qian was still very witty, and after finding out that something was wrong, he immediately left a note and slipped away.

The coffee money was all paid for by the Wen family's entourage for Song Shijing! -- Song Shijing has not yet shaken off her penniless status.

After running away, Mu Qian appeared at the top of a building, watching the Wen family's motorcade escort Song's mother away to the most magnificent municipal building.

I was really rude just now, and I should apologize to the other party or something.

"She doesn't confess her identity, and the responsibility is not all on her brother. ”

Mu Qian nodded, and forgave himself very casually.

Think about what you can do now.

Song Shijing doesn't have to take care of herself, her mother has come over, and there are so many battles.

The phone vibrate, it was a text message from Song Shijing, Mu Qian looked at it and replied 'I'm busy' and threw the phone back in his pocket.

It was not difficult for him to imagine Song Shijing's pouting and aggrieved look.

The real culprit behind Sister Lin's ambush yesterday? This Sister Lin can do it herself, her current strength is enough to take revenge.

Through the demon servant contract, Mu Qian was able to directly perceive Sister Lin's location, and found that Sister Lin had returned to the underground research institute and stayed there without moving.

It should be cooperating with Wen Yu, a plot of sisterhood.

It seems that this weekend is really arranged by ordinary high school students, and there is nothing to do.

Let's go play the game, right?

Well, let's go play the game.

Mu Qian took out his wallet and looked at it, his figure flashed, and he naturally walked out of an alley and walked to the pedestrian street in front of him.

Coincidentally, in the window of a hotel, Zhen's father was changing cups with a few uncles, and the atmosphere was still very warm.

Father Zhen seemed to rely on intuition to look at Mu Qian's location, but he didn't find Mu Qian.

"What's wrong with the hero?"

"Keep drinking, man. ”

"Good man, do this!"

A few colleagues came over, and Zhen's father continued to drink happily.

Mu Qian breathed a sigh of relief and continued to move towards his goal, an Internet café that his classmates said was very good, and decided to go there to pass the boring weekend.

"Huh?"

Mu Qian's gaze looked somewhere on the sidewalk, as he sensed a strange aura.

It's demonic energy, but it's hidden demonic energy, and it's very peaceful, and there's not much tyranny......

Is it some demon hidden in the main plane of the human race?

Mu Qian shook his head, not paying much attention to these existences.

Just like Sanlang and Xiao Hei, that kind of story may be played out in other places at the same time.

"Yin and yang, yin and yang. ”

Mu Qian pinched the tip of his nose and walked into the arms of the Internet café.

Mobile phone, mute it for the time being, otherwise you will definitely be annoyed again.

Playing until nine o'clock in the evening, Mu Qian appeared in the basement of the hospital, the secret research institute.

The broken glass wall has been fitted with new glass, but this time it is tempered glass that is transparent on both sides, giving the inside a little power to look outside.

Zheng Lin sat at a computer desk, her fingers boringly clicking on the touch screen, which was a simple barrage game.

Danmaku Game: It is an early video game, and the specific game method is to control the fighter plane to avoid bullets and defeat the enemy troops and obstacles that appear in front of you.

The original meaning of the barrage is that it is worth filling the screen with bullets.

――From "Notes on Game Evolution" by the game boy Mu Qian.

"Is it boring?"

Mu Qian's voice came from behind Zheng Lin, and Zheng Lin disappeared in place almost instantly, and when he reappeared, he knelt in front of Mu Qian.

"The hosts. ”

"Get up," Mu Qian leaned down slightly, not directly accepting Zheng Lin's salute.

Zheng Lin is bound by the contract, and she will unconsciously and naturally, bow to Mu Qian, and continue to deepen Mu Qian's status in her heart, which has a constant hypnotic effect.

For example, now, this has not been seen for less than a day, and Zheng Lin's gaze at Mu Qian has become a little more respectful.

Zheng Lin glanced outside.

"I've been dizzy, and the monitoring equipment here has been destroyed," Mu Qian said simply, "Sister Lin, I need you to help me do something." ”

Zheng Lin had a serious face: "Master, please command." ”

"I need you to kidnap someone for me," a slight sneer appeared on the corner of Mu Qian's mouth.