Although he was suspicious, Fang Bingqing didn't think too much.

The man in front of her named Mo Tianji didn't pose a threat to her yet, so there was no need to know too much.

Raised his hand and handed the bag to Mo Tianji.

"Mr. Mo, I still have something to do, so I'll trouble you to return this thing."

"Something?" Mo Tianji took the bag and asked with concern, "Do I want to give you a ride?" ”

"Not necessarily." Fang Bingqing shook his head and said, "We're all leaving, wouldn't the two inside be able to run away with a swagger." ”

"Yes." Mo Tianji said with a smile.

Fang Bingqing tightened the backpack strap on his shoulders, and said with clear eyes: "When someone comes over to investigate later, I will also trouble you to help deal with it, I don't like to be troubled." ”

Speaking of this, Fang Bing glanced at the motorcycle car behind Mo Tianji, and said meaningfully: "I think, for people who can afford to drive a limited edition racing car, this kind of thing should be easy to solve, right?" ”

Mo Tianji's eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth curved: "Oh? Miss Fang also has research on racing? ”

"You're thinking too much." Fang Bing responded in a light voice.

After speaking, his eyes narrowed, and he turned away without a cloud.

Mo Tianji behind him looked at the tall back of a man who was getting farther and farther away, and the smile on his warm and jade-like face was even more obvious.

"Tsk... It seems that this is a long way to chase his wife, and a certain young man needs to go up and down to seek..."

*

Before Fang Bingqing could go far, the mobile phone in the travel bag rang.

I saw the caller ID on the phone screen, and I looked up at my watch again.

Ten past eight.

Broken!

It's also 20 kilometers away from H University, and even if you take a bus, you have to start in an hour, let alone run back.

Don't ask her why she didn't choose the subway, it's because the dagger in the travel bag and the replica pistol can't pass the security check at all!

Raising his hand to connect the phone, Wen Shi's voice came in clearly.

"Bingqing, how are you packing up, I'll go find you now."

"Now?"

"Yes, my brother and I are in the Wen family's old house, and it will be about half an hour after we get to H University. It's okay, you clean up slowly, don't rush. ”

Fang Bingqing wiped the sweat from his forehead, ready to confess to Wen Shi that he couldn't arrive on time.

"Shishi, I'm now..."

He was interrupted by Wen Shi in the middle of his sentence.

"Brother, brother? Have you packed up? ”

Wen Shi on the other end of the phone urged Wen Zi loudly, listening to the footsteps as if he was going upstairs.

"Brother, if we don't leave, we'll be late!"

Well?

Fang Bingqing was puzzled in his heart: "What? This warm word is also coming? ”

*

At this moment, in a bedroom on the second floor of the Wen family's old mansion.

Wen Ci was about to put on his coat and go downstairs when the mobile phone on the sofa rang.

"Hello?" Wen Zi ordered the hands-free and freed his hands to tidy up his tie.

"Word, where are you?" Mo Tianji's voice came in.

"Old mansion."

Wen Ci's kung fu in wearing a coat responded indifferently.

"What? Something? ”

"Yes, it's a big deal." Mo Tianji played with the helmet in his hand, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wen Ci buttoned the action for a moment, and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong with the pawnshop?" ”

"Don't worry, the pawnshop is good, someone stuffs silver tickets into my pocket every day and sinks to death~" Mo Tianji said Youzai.

"What's that?"

Except for the 'Golden Dart Pawnshop', there seems to be nothing else that can be called 'Tianda' to Mo Tianji.

"Could it be that you're getting married tomorrow?"

"Bah, Wen Dashao, don't curse me."

"It's a good thing to get married, if you get married tomorrow, Ah Bin and I will deliver the red envelope to you tonight."

"Then I really have to thank you."

Mo Tianji said angrily: "It's a pity that the matter I'm going to talk about is about you." ”