Mo Junlin pinched his eyebrows, his thin crimson lips were tight, and his heroic face was cold and unkind.

The maid looked at him deeply for a long time, and then began to clean up the mess and mess.

When she tidied up the bedroom with a light sweat on her forehead and looked at the man again, she noticed that he was looking at his phone.

Seeing his handsome face and his sword eyebrows twisted deeply, the maid couldn't help but wonder what he was looking at

She put the fragments into the basket while looking at his mobile phone quietly, and when she saw the photo of the handsome man and beautiful woman standing in the spotlight and smiling silently on his screen, she bit her lip and asked cautiously, "Young Master, are you looking at King Ou or ......?"

Before the words fell, touching the man's suddenly warning eyes, the maid shrank in fright, and the fragments in the basket suddenly fell to the ground, one of which scratched her ankle, and suddenly, blood beads overflowed.

"I'm sorry, young master, I shouldn't be talking nonsense, it's me who is abrupt." The girl had tears in her eyes, and she looked at the man pitifully.

Mo Junlin's heart shrank suddenly, and that delicate and agile little face flashed in his mind.

When she was wronged, she always glared at him stubbornly with tears in her eyes.

"Don't touch the splinters with your hands." He dropped a sentence and strode out of the bedroom.

The little maid burst into tears, and laughed happily as she cried.

In the study.

Mo Junlin sat on a black handmade leather chair, looking at the video projected on the wall with a gloomy eye.

"My fans know that I have been looking for the original singer of the song "Love Affairs" for many years, and now, I want to tell you that I found her, yes, she is Su Qing, my muse......"

In the picture, a handsome and dashing man in a battle robe walked to the C seat of the audience and stretched out his hand to the charming and touching girl.

She put her hand on his, and the two walked to the center of the stage under the spotlight and the cheers of tens of thousands of spectators.

The man is handsome and extraordinary, the woman is young and bright, and they are so beautiful standing together, so beautiful that it is a little dazzling.

Mo Junlin's long eyelashes fluttered, and he quickly turned off the projector.

It doesn't matter, in her heart, Ou Nan Jinding is the same as him, maybe she likes it, but it is not love.

Because none of them are Mr. X whom she loves dearly.

So, what is there for him to be afraid of?

Mo Junlin took out the cigarette case, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled it, under the white smoke, the deep and mysterious eyes were filled with unfathomable light.

He turned on his phone and looked at the girl's picture again, and the scenes of her smiling face flashed in his mind.

Suddenly, a text message pops up.

Mo Junlin opened it, and when he saw the text message reminding Su Qing that he had called him six hours ago, his dim eyes instantly dazzled like lit fireworks.

He almost couldn't wait to call up her number and dial her.

After dialing, he realized that it was 11 o'clock in the evening in Kyoto.

But he couldn't wait, he wanted to hear her voice, he wanted to ask her, did she call him because she missed him?

The phone was connected, and a deep male voice came.

Mo Junlin's ink eyes shrank fiercely, "Who?" ”

"Ou Nanjin. cough, who are you, what are you looking for my family Qingqing? ”

"Call her!" Ink King's voice was cold.

"My family is asleep, don't disturb her."

The phone was cut off, but Mo Junlin held the phone in a fixed posture.

The study was filled with a cold air that was frozen for thousands of miles, and the man's ascetic face revealed a bloodthirsty killing intent.