Chapter Seventy-Five: Does It Have Anything to Do With You?

Ling Banxia was stunned, his eyes rolled quietly, and he asked, "Haven't you been alone all these years?" ”

"So, can you bear to let me go through it again?" Mo Jiu stared at her very "seriously", his eyes full of anticipation.

Ling Banxia replied: "You have been through it for a few years, what does it matter if you go through a few more days?" ”

Mo Jiu sat back, straightened up, his face was cold again, and he stared at her and said, "You really want to leave?" ”

"My mom is waiting for me!"

"Okay, if you want to go, you can go." Mo Jiu lowered his head and continued to eat, throwing down the words.

Ling Banxia noticed that his emotions didn't seem to be right, and after being stunned, he asked timidly, "Hey, are you okay......

Before she could ask, Mo Jiu interrupted sharply: "From now on, don't talk to me!" ”

In Ling Banxia's thoughts, he was angry like this, so he asked in a panic, "Why ......?"

"Shut up! Dine! He interrupted again.

"What are you angry about......

"Eat!"

Ling Banxia was completely stunned, watching him concentrate on lowering his head and eating, dazed and at a loss, "It's strange!" Are all highly intelligent people like this? ”

When night fell, Mo Jiu stood by the window of the hotel, through the clear glass window, looking at the prosperous scene of fire trees and silver flowers in the city, his eyes were extremely deep, and there was a slight microwave in the center of his eyebrows, which was a thoughtful appearance.

He had to find a way to keep her.

Beilan City.

Gu Yingxuan arrived at a villa area, and the house she prepared for her father was here, but after she entered the password at the door and entered, she didn't see her father.

She screamed a lot in the living room, went to the second, third, and fourth floors, and no one responded to her.

"No one?" Shen Mingjin asked her who came downstairs.

"What's going on? Dad doesn't go out on weekdays? Gu Yingxuan still felt strange.

"Who are you?" A middle-aged woman suddenly appeared at the door, and the door of her house was open, so she came in to see if she had entered the thief.

"Auntie, who are you?" Gu Yingxuan was sure that she didn't know her.

"I live next door. Hey, are you the big star? "Auntie also knows how to watch TV, and she has seen Gu Yingxuan on many stages.

But Gu Yingxuan knows that she is not a big star now, just the daughter of a lonely father.

"I am the daughter of the owner of this house, where is my father? Did you know? ”

"Your father? …… He ......" The aunt's face changed suddenly, and she was obviously embarrassed by whether to say the next words.

Gu Yingxuan's heart suddenly lifted, grabbed her aunt's hand and asked, "What's wrong with him?" ”

"He's been dead for a week."

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There seemed to be a burst of cold air with a deep and long-lasting despair, invading Gu Yingxuan's internal organs, freezing the entire body, and then gradually shattering.

Gu Yingxuan's body went soft, and the whole person fell down.

"Hey!" Shen Mingjin exclaimed, went over to help her up, "Wake up!" Gu Yingxuan! ”

However, she could not be woken up again.

Shen Mingjin hurriedly picked her up and rushed to the door.

It seemed to be like the current one, the remnant sun was like blood, the air was cool, he carried the girl covered in blood and rushed to the hospital, a few minutes ago, she was violently hit by a large truck, fell on the cold road, and fell in a pool of red blood.

……

At dawn in New York, a meter of sunlight leaked into the room through the gap in the curtains, sprinkled on Mo Jiu's delicate face, and his smooth face was like a layer of crystal film.

He gradually woke up, and suddenly realized that Ling Banxia was going back to New York today, and sat up suddenly.

He took out a set of clothes from the closet, changed them in a minute, and then, running to the door, opened it, and hid it......

Just when Mo Jiu forged the traces, Ling Banxia was also ready, the moment she picked up the satchel and suitcase, she suddenly thought of Mo Jiu who lived in the opposite room, although she couldn't tell if he was really angry, and if he was still angry, she still decided to say goodbye to him.

When he arrived at the door, Ling Banxia found that the door of his room was actually open, his heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly knocked on the door and shouted:

"Mo Jiu, Mo Jiu ......"

No response.

Just like that rainy night, the sound of the rain outside the house was noisy and terrible, but inside the house was deathly silent.

"Mo Jiu-" Ling Banxia panicked, his face changed greatly, he shouted and pushed open the door and broke into the house, only to see him fall on the side of the bed, sweating and wetting his bangs, his face was so white that it was terrifying, as if his life had been exhausted, and there was no blood.

Ling Banxia only felt that her eyes were dark, endless fear and panic came to her mind, her body was violently cold, she knelt beside Mo Jiu, the corners of her lips trembled, and said, "What...... How so? Yesterday was fine! Didn't you close the windows again? Frozen? ”

Mo Jiu stubbornly shook off her hand, and said indifferently: "I'm fine!" Isn't your mom waiting for you? Let's go! ”

Ling Banxia was about to go crazy, and shouted uncontrollably: "What am I going to do if you are like this!" ”

Mo Jiu still shook her hand away.

Ling Banxia couldn't help but reprimand him: "Why are you so childish? …… Get up, let's go to the hospital. ”

Mo Jiu didn't think about it at all, so he put one hand on his head, lay on the side of the bed, and said in a deep voice: "What hospital are you going to, those doctors are almost the same as my students!" It's okay, I'll go back after a while. ”

"That'...... Then take some medicine. Do you have one? ”

Mo Jiu glanced at her and asked, "You're not going to leave?" ”

"Nonsense!" Ling Banxia was already so anxious that he shouted in a hurry, "Can I leave you alone like this?" Go to bed and lie down for me. ”

Mo Jiu secretly smiled in his heart, but his face was weak, and he was supported by her, slowly stood up, and then lay down on the bed.

"Ouch, my head hurts......" He pressed his temples, his face was slightly hideous, but the corners of his eyes kept pouting Ling Banxia.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Ling Banxia asked worriedly, the lines between her eyebrows getting deeper and deeper.

"Hmm." Mo Jiu nodded.

Ling Banxia was even more anxious, "Let's go to the hospital." ”

Mo Jiu hurriedly refused, "No, no, no, just pour me a glass of water." ”

"Oh, okay." Ling Banxia agreed, picked up the glass and poured a full cup of hot water, then sat back beside him, helped him get up, and handed him the water cup.

On the other side, Jiang Xufeng rushed to the location of Uncle Daeron's accident, and found many suspicious clues here, such as the medicine bottle in the trash can outside the door, such as obvious sweat stains on the floor.

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"Yes, it was Master Geoffrey and the chairman in this room at the time." The secretary told him.

Jiang Xufeng slammed his fist on the desk, gritted his teeth and said, "It's that kid again!" ”

Fang Yachun asked him on the side: "Is that the boy who lives with Xiao Xia?" ”

"Yes! I also learned later that he was a child adopted by my uncle. What the hell is that kid's heart! Could it be that he can do it to a person who raised him? ”

Fang Yachun listened to him, and was terrified when she heard it, and remembered that it had been revealed that the boy was a criminal, and the more she thought about it, the more scared she became, worried about her daughter's safety.

"No, I have to call Natsu."

Ling Banxia received a call from her mother and knew that she must have come to ask about her whereabouts, so she immediately replied:

"Hey, Mom, I'm sorry, my friend is sick, and I can't get over now."

"Xiao Xia, tell your mother honestly, who is your roommate?"

Ling Banxia frowned when she was asked this question by her mother, and asked rhetorically, "Mom, why did you suddenly ask this?" ”

"Uncle Jiang and I found out that he may have killed the person he raised. Do you know? ”

"Mom, no! That grandfather died of illness and had nothing to do with him! Ling Banxia was still trying his best to defend Mo Jiu.

Mo Jiu was shocked when he heard Ling Banxia's words, and stared at her who was talking on the phone. Could it be that Jiang Xufeng found something? What did he say to his mother?

"Are you so sure?"

"Give it to me." Jiang Xufeng took the mobile phone from Fang Yachun's hand and said to Ling Banxia, "Xiao Xia, you let that kid answer the phone." ”

"Uncle Jiang, he's sick, let him rest well."

"Xiao Xia, my uncle has something very important to ask him. You give him your phone now. ”

Ling Banxia did suspect that Grandpa Dai Lun's death was not so simple, but her feelings for Mo Jiu made her quickly dispel that thought, and now that she heard her mother and Uncle Jiang say this, she ......

In that case, it's good to figure it out.

"Okay then." Ling Banxia turned around and handed over the phone.

Mo Jiu knew that it was Jiang Xufeng, so he had nothing to worry about, so he replied, "What are you doing?" ”

Jiang Xufeng asked coldly, "Does Uncle Daren's death have anything to do with you?" ”

Mo Jiu smiled: "So what?" If you have evidence, go to the police and arrest me! ”

Jiang Xufeng was so angry by his indifferent attitude that his fingers holding the mobile phone tightened a lot, and he gritted his teeth and reprimanded: "You brute! Uncle Daeron raised you, and you can do it! ”

"What? Does Chairman Jiang think you are noble? Dare to scold me here! Mo Jiu's expression was completely cold, although his face was still a lot weak and pale, it was still fierce.

"You ......" Jiang Xufeng choked for a while, and before he could speak, Mo Jiu had already hung up the phone.

Fang Yachun asked in a panic, "What should I do?" Will he hurt Natsu? ”

Jiang Xufeng comforted her: "Don't worry about it first, I don't think so, this kid is really good to Xiao Xia, the last time Ling Ruhai met Xiao Xia in the United States, fortunately he protected Xiao Xia." ”

Fang Yachun's eyes widened, "Ling Ruhai and Xiao Xia have met?" Why didn't this kid tell me? ”

"The child is afraid that you are worried, and so am I!"

Fang Yachun's expression froze, she raised her head to meet his burning eyes, and lowered her head again.

After Mo Jiu hung up the phone, Ling Banxia hesitated for a while before he had the courage to ask, "Does Grandpa Dai Ran's death really have anything to do with you?" ”