There was a knock on the door outside the bathroom, Luo Qianning came back to his senses and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Third Miss, the change of clothes for you is at the door, the president said that you can rest here today, let's go out first." Xiao Rui said.

"Okay, thank you for me." Luo Qianning said. There was soon no sound outside. Luo Qianning walked outside the bathroom, there were two shopping bags on the ground, she opened it, there was a pink dress inside, it should cost tens of thousands of yuan to look at the brand, and a new set of underwear, the yardage was just right.

Luo Qianning blushed a little and opened another bag, which contained a new pair of sneakers. She carried them back to the bathroom, and changed out of her torn and tattered clothes, along with her dirty shoes, and put on new ones.

Mo Tingchen is very considerate, the length of this skirt is just enough to cover the scars on her legs, and the three-quarter sleeve design also covers the knife wounds on her arms, but her face is a little red and swollen, and it still doesn't look natural.

She went to the kitchen fridge to find ice cubes and applied it to her face for a long time before the redness and swelling gradually subsided. Seeing that it's almost ten o'clock, if I don't go back, I don't know what Yao Shufen's mother and daughter will say to her tomorrow.

Luo Qianning left a note for Mo Tingchen and left the hotel, this time she took a taxi directly downstairs and returned to Luo's villa.

When I got home, it was already past ten o'clock, and the house was quiet, Luo Qianning went upstairs lightly, went back to her room, and climbed back to bed to get ready to sleep.

Half-asleep, half-awake,

"Jingle bell ......" The mobile phone rang suddenly, and Luo Qianning took out the mobile phone in a daze and picked it up.

"Hey......" she was sleepy, her voice a little confused.

"Where are you?" On the other side of the phone was a cold, shivering voice.

"Who are you?" Luo Qianning was interrupted from sleep and was very dissatisfied.

"Luo Qianning, let me ask again, where are you?" Feeling that the man's voice on the other side of the phone was getting more and more irritable, Luo Qianning reluctantly opened her eyes, drove away the sleepy bug, and suddenly reacted.

"Mo Tingchen?"

"Or else?"

"How do you have my phone?" Luo Qianning asked.

"Where are you?" Mo Tingchen asked again.

"I'm at home, I left you a note." Luo Qianning thought that it was not strange for such a powerful person as Mo Tingchen to get her number.

With a "snap", the phone was hung up without warning, Luo Qianning was speechless, can't this person say goodbye?

Mo Tingchen sat on the sofa in the hotel and saw the note on the coffee table, and the girl Juanxiu's handwriting read: "Thank you today, I will invite you to dinner another day, I will go home first." The calm tone was not at all like the frightened look he had when he carried her back.

Mo Tingchen was helpless, he didn't know what was wrong with him. Afraid that Luo Qianning would be embarrassed, so he was ready to change his clothes, so he went to the branch with Xiao Rui.

Sitting in the office one night, his mind was full of the little girl falling into his arms through the window, and the way she shrank in his arms, shivering.

Worried that she would be scared when she was alone in the hotel, she drove back and comforted herself that she was just saving people to the end, just coming back to see her, and it was okay.

Finding that she was not in the hotel, he thought she was in danger again, and called her in a hurry, but the family was already sleeping at home.

Today, he felt that his emotions were out of control, but the girl who affected his emotions was only an 18-year-old high school student.

Mo Tingchen walked to the wine cabinet, poured himself a glass of red wine, and looked at the floor-to-ceiling window with bright lights, peerless face, and a lonely back.

He's been alone for too long, so the girl with a sweet smile falls into his arms that will make his eyes shine.

Like a beam of light. It's just that, he still has a lot of things to do, he still needs to hold the Mo family firmly in his hands, he also needs to find the goods that the Lu family stood, and he also needs to find out where the famous Rose is.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and Mo Tingchen stood in front of the window for a long time, until the phone rang, and he picked it up: "Say." ”

"Tingchen, the goods are back, our people retreated, the other party ran away, and the rest were all destroyed." Another male voice over there said.

"Got it, keep things on the lookout and don't leak the air