Mr. Qi walked out of the elevator with Su Xiaoya in his arms.

Mumosen, who was sitting in the living room, widened his eyes in shock.

It was early in the morning, but Mr. Qi was still wearing his pajamas at home, and his originally handsome face was full of fatigue.

His cheeks were thin, and his eyes were a little red and bloodshot.

At first glance, it looks like I haven't slept all night.

But he still hugged Su Xiaoya and carefully hugged her and sat on the sofa.

Su Xiaoya in his arms should have made enough noise at night, and now he is like a little baby, curled up and snuggled in Mr. Qi's arms.

Mr. Qi made a gesture to the butler, who understood and immediately brought a hand-woven Italian plush blanket.

He gently draped the blanket over Su Xiaoya's body, and then raised his head to glance at Mu Mosen.

The doting expression just now disappeared without a trace, and continued to become the usual coldness.

"What's the matter?"

He lowered his voice and put an index finger on his lips to signal him to lower his voice as well.

Mumosen opened his lips, unable to utter a word.

Is this man like a wife and slave in front of him really the legendary ruthless and ruthless head of the Qi family?

At a glance, he knew that Mr. Qi had hugged Su Xiaoya all night, and maybe he had been holding her to sleep like this every day.

He looked at the baby-like Su Xiaoya in Mr. Qi's arms, the goddess's face looked pale, and there were traces of tears under her eyelids.

The two hands were clenched tightly into fists, and this sleeping position was obviously a serious insecurity.

Such a goddess is really distressing.

A wave of pity and anger rose in Mumersen's heart, and he whispered.

"Mr. Qi, don't worry, I will definitely help you catch up with Mr. Locke. Also, if there's anything you need my help with, just ask. ”

After a few more words with Qi Muchen, he turned around and left.

Leaving the house, Mumerson slipped into his red Ferrari, stepped on the gas pedal, and picked up the ringing phone with one hand.

"Big brother. I have already investigated, Su Bangguo's mother is indeed called Yao Yidie. But her grandfather, who is said to have died very young. Yao Yidie also passed away not long after my goddess was born. ”

"Now nine times out of ten, my goddess's grandmother is our grandmother's sister. But now I can't bring the goddess back. ”

"I'm coming out of Mr. Qi's house right now. The goddess has an accident now, and the whole person is already a little stupid. Mr. Qi loves his wife like his life, and in this situation, how can I be allowed to take her back to recognize her relatives. ”

"Wait a little longer."

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The news of Su Xiaoya's illness soon came out.

First of all, Su Xiaoya's personal Weibo, Su Jiaban Studio and Tianyu's official Weibo all issued statements.

said that Miss Su Xiaoya is now unwell and is being treated in the hospital. Therefore, some external activities have been temporarily suspended.

In addition, everyone got their hearts, but because they didn't want the patients to be disturbed, they didn't want reporters and fans to bother.

The number of Su Xiaoya's fans is now a very large number.

The overwhelming blessings immediately flooded Weibo.

"Goddess, you must get better, we will always be waiting for you!"

"Goddess, take care of your body, and create brilliance again when you are healed!"

The number of Weibo retweets praying for Su Xiaoya has reached hundreds of thousands in just half a day.

Soon, the news that "international star Su Xiaoya is seriously ill and temporarily withdraws from the film and television industry" once again became Weibo headlines.

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