Chapter 432: The Real Murderer Behind the Scenes (7)
Qin Hao was silent for a moment, a little hesitant, "Now? ”
Mu Tang closed his eyes, his voice trembling, "Actually, I...... I'm scared. ”
She paused for a few seconds before she said with some embarrassment, "I just saw Weibo, I ...... I'm scared, I don't know what to do, can you come and stay with me? ”
Qin Hao was even more surprised, "Isn't He Ji here?" ”
Mu Tang glanced at He Ji, who was sitting opposite, "He's ...... But he's my brother's man, and I have nothing to say to him......"
He Ji twitched the corners of his eyes, and he really had nothing to say.
After Mu Tang finished speaking, Qin Hao did not speak.
It's silent, and it's a little awkward.
Mu Tang frowned, in fact, she wasn't sure what Qin Hao thought of her now?
At this time, whether he would come over or not, she didn't know at all.
Mu Tang gritted his teeth, "I'm sorry I was too abrupt, I just ...... I just didn't know who to call for a while, and then I happened to see the phone number you left in the morning, so I called you. Okay, you're busy, leave me alone, I'll be fine for a while...... Goodbye......"
She finished speaking, but didn't hang up the phone right away.
Clearly waiting for an answer from the person on the other end of the phone.
After a while, Qin Hao sighed, his tone helpless, "Are you at home now?" I'll come right here, you stay and don't run around alone, wait for me. ”
Mu Tang closed his eyes, and his mood was indescribably complicated.
She let out a low "um", her voice dry, "I'll wait for you......"
After saying that, she really hung up the phone.
He agreed, but she was even more unsure.
Could Qin Hao be the murderer?
If so, shouldn't he have promised her to come?
After all, it was just over an hour before twelve o'clock in the afternoon.
Knowing Mu Tang's thoughts, although He Ji and Yao Yinghan did not agree, they felt that it was dangerous.
In case Qin Hao is really the murderer, Mu Tang is luring the wolf into the room.
It's just that now that this is the case, they can't stop it, so they can only play it with Mu Tang.
Of course, Yao Yinghan couldn't stay, but she didn't want to leave, she went downstairs, and waited where He remembered.
She also wanted to know, was Qin Hao a murderer?
He Ji didn't leave, but stayed in the living room.
Mu Tang went back to the bedroom and lay down.
The waiting process was torturous every minute and second.
Especially when it is getting closer and closer to twelve o'clock.
Mu Tang closed his eyes, and what flickered in front of him was Qin Hao's young, sunny face.
Yesterday at the Kyoto airport, he appeared, like a drowning person to her, grabbing a piece of driftwood.
In fact, I have to admit that she was a little moved.
Because of this, she was even more reluctant to believe that he would be the murderer.
Qin Hao came quickly, and he arrived in about half an hour.
He Ji let him in, and his eyes were very unfriendly.
Qin Hao didn't care, after all, He Ji had never had a good face for him.
He only smiled, asked Mu Tang what bedroom it was, and walked over.
It was his first time here.
As he imagined, Mu Tang arranged this place very warmly.
The powder blue curtains, the warm plush carpet, the cute pillows on the sofa, the vase on the dining table, and the photos of Mu Tang when he was a child hanging on the wall.
Qin Hao squinted slightly, here, it really feels like home.
He stood in front of Mu Tang's bedroom door and knocked lightly, "Mu Tang, are you asleep?" ”