Without Zhang Zhiqin's heart-rending cries and angry roars, the surrounding environment suddenly became quiet, and she simply looked up at Zhang Zhiqin's stumbling back, and her heart was full of unpleasantness.

"Now you know guilty? It's late! ”

Ding Mo's indifferent and sarcastic voice beside him sounded again, he simply put away the emotions in his heart, and walked towards him step by step, his eyes met his cold and sharp eyes, without showing weakness at all, "Where is my mother?" ”

"Stay, and I'll tell you!" Ding Mo still smiled coldly and ruthlessly, making people's hairs stand on end.

"But your mother won't agree!"

"Huh! She just didn't understand it for a while, and with her hatred for you, she would never let you go easily! I won't mind letting you stay and torture you slowly! ”

The hands that simply hung down were clenched into fists, because the joints had begun to turn white because of too much force, and the slender and sharp nails pierced into the palms, and the pain in the heart was far less than the pain caused by his words.

She raised her chin, looked at him with an angry face, and asked in a trembling voice, "Why?" ”

Ding Mo pinched her chin and pulled her face down, and said coldly: "I hate your proud appearance the most!" If you ask me why, it's because your mother is in my hands! You care about her so much, you won't care about her life or death! ”

Simple was almost mad, and scolded angrily: "Ding Mo, you are shameless! ”

Ding Mo forcefully let go of the hand that was pinching her chin, and commanded loudly: "Come on, go and clean up the room for the young lady!" Then he strode away without looking back.

The maid cleaned up the room next to Ding Mo on the second floor as a simple bedroom, and then left the room with an indifferent attitude.

What happened outside the villa just now, a discerning person knew at a glance that this young lady who suddenly appeared was obviously not welcomed, so the attitude of the servants was obviously a little lighter.

But she didn't care about these simplicity at all, what she cared about was to find her mother quickly and hide her in a place where Ding Mo would never find her, so as to protect her.

But where did Ding Mo hide her?

The more she thought about it, the more irritable she became, and a sense of irritability grew in her heart, and she scolded hatefully, "Okay, you Ding Mo, as the rumors say, you will do whatever it takes to achieve your goals, and now you even do such a thing as imprisoning women, it's just too rampant!" ”

She frowned and paced back and forth in the room impatiently, constantly revering about the picture of Yang Xiuwen's abuse in her mind, and she felt more and more anxious in her heart.

She thought about it for a long time, and finally decided to talk to Ding Mo.

The door of Ding Mo's room was very thick, and he couldn't hear the slightest sound inside when he stood outside the closed door, so he simply stood in front of the door and looked at the delicate carvings on the door for a long time, and finally knocked on the door.

With the knock on the door, a low, magnetic voice came from inside, "Come in!" ”

Simply pushed the door open, the light in the room was very dim, and she could barely see the scene in the house under the dim light, but even so, she still saw Ding Mo sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a wine glass at a glance.

At this time, Ding Mo had already heard the footsteps of someone walking into the house, but he didn't look up to scan who came in, just sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and drank foreign wine one by one.

The sky outside had completely darkened, and the moonlight poured down through the floor-to-ceiling windows and sprinkled on Ding Mo's forehead, hiding half of his face in shadows, making it impossible to see his face really, but the tightly furrowed brows could tell that he was unhappy.

After thinking about it briefly, he boldly walked over to him, "What do you need to make me see my mother!" ”

Ding Mo put down the wine glass in his hand, pulled down his collar slightly, and unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, then got up and approached Simple step by step, without a trace of expression on his indifferent face.

Watching him walk step by step, her simple and nervous heart beat wildly, she clenched her fists hard, tried to calm herself down, looked directly at him, and repeatedly reminded herself in her heart that she must not show timidity.

At this moment, there was only a finger distance between the two, but Ding Mo still had no intention of stopping, and could only retreat step by step, until he was forced to the sofa, and there was no way to retreat.

"Are you afraid? Don't you still want to ask about your mother's whereabouts? Ding Mo raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled.

But this smile made Jian Jian feel cold all over, and even his blood was almost frozen by this chill.

"How the hell can I tell where my mom is?" Simply met his gaze and raised his face pretending to be calm.

Ding Mo didn't answer her, but suddenly moved her body close to her, and she subconsciously retreated in surprise, but there was no way back behind her, and this retreat must have fallen on the sofa.