"Mom, let's go out together." It doesn't feel good to leave the old man alone at home, and Sister-in-law Wang is not here today, Mo Qiqi is somewhat guilty, speaking of which, there is very little time to accompany Mo Wuming, and the time to accompany Fang Qinglan is about the same, no more.

Fang Qinglan looked at the tools placed at the door and shook her head, "It's not too cold yet, I'm going to put a little more flowers and plants in the garden, so that they can bloom next spring, and it should be regarded as exercise, you can go." ”

Mo Qiqi was still telling Lei Zhendong to plant grapevines in the garden before, and when she heard Fang Qinglan say this, she also agreed, hugged the little guy and stuffed him into the car, and only when she went out did she say that she was going to take him to see his grandfather.

After Mo Wuming came back to G City, he only went to Mo Qiqi once on Mo Xiaocheng's death day, Fang Qinglan may be afraid of seeing things and thinking about people, and rarely mentioned that she wanted to see Mo Xiaocheng.

In fact, the little guy often videos with his grandfather when he is abroad, and Mo Xiaocheng has also seen him twice, the relationship between the old and the young is the best, so he has not forgotten Mo Xiaocheng when he grows up little by little, and he heard Mo Qiqi say that he was going to the cemetery, and pointed to a flower shop on the side of the road to buy flowers in advance.

"Okay." Mo Qiqi was happy in his heart, but his son also liked his grandfather like this, and he had been buying flowers under the cemetery and changed it to the flower shop that Mo Rings pointed to, and went in and the little guy selected a large bouquet of beautiful chrysanthemums in his arms, she paid the bill, and the two of them continued on the road.

One big and one small walked through the long corridor of the cemetery on such a beautiful sunny day, and only stopped in front of the tombstone with a photo of Mo Xiaocheng when he was young.

Maybe it was because he caught Lao Zhao, Mo Qiqi's mood was somewhat sentimental, looking at the young and handsome father on the tombstone, the sour taste in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Mommy." Mo Wuming put down the flower bouquet in front of Mo Xiaocheng's tombstone, and followed the Mo Qiqi handed it to him before, and his small body knelt down and bowed to Mo Xiaocheng's tombstone before he stood up, and looked at Mo Qiqi with tears in his eyes with big black and beautiful eyes.

Waving his hand, Mo Qiqi's long hair was curled with small delicate curls at the ends, and when it was blown by the cold wind, it immediately began to sway and flutter left and right in the wind.

On this day, even if the weather is so clear, the sun is hanging in the sky, and the people standing on the ground can't get rid of the feeling of being very cold.

And Mo Qiqi was trembling uncontrollably at this moment, and he didn't know whether it was because he was sad to see Mo Xiaocheng's photo, or because the weather was too cold.

In fact, she rarely came to see Mo Xiaocheng herself, and once she came, the pain in her heart lasted once, which made people unable to relieve themselves for a long time.

"Mommy, you still have me by your side." The little guy didn't know where to see Mo Qiqi's sadness, so he suddenly threw himself into Mo Qiqi's arms, raised his head back, and looked at Mo Qiqi, "Don't be sad, grandpa will be sad when he sees it, and Nameless will be sad." ”

Nodding fiercely, the words he wanted to say, worried that Mo Wuming would not know it at a young age, Mo Qiqi did not say it directly after all, but read it silently in his heart.

I hope Mo Xiaocheng can hear it.

Sooner or later, she will definitely bring those two people to justice!

In winter, the sun goes down very early, in order to catch up with Lei Zhendong's time to get off work, Mo Qiqi stayed in front of Mo Xiaocheng's tomb for a while, and then set off to go down the mountain.

"Mommy, why did that car keep following us?" After coming out of the cemetery, I don't know how many turns I have turned, Mo Wuming suddenly pulled the hem of Mo Qiqi's clothes, and pointed to a blue car in the rearview mirror that was far behind their car.

Mo Qiqi's speed slowed down a little, frowned and looked at the car quietly, feeling that it was really as if Mo Wuming said, the time they slowed down, the car also slowed down.

Someone is stalking her again?

The sudden moral cognition made Mo Qiqi's heart tighten, and a bad premonition exploded in his chest.

The last time I met Su Shuishui outside, it was the same, and today is again.

Is it really just a coincidence?

Seriously, Mo Qiqi wanted to get out of the car to see who that person was, but Mo Wuming looked at her with a pretty little face.

It's okay for her to take risks on her own, but how can she let the little ones go on adventures with her?

Thinking about it this way, Mo Qiqi didn't want to worry about that car, as long as it didn't take the initiative to come up to her for trouble, she should have done nothing today.

"Nameless, sit down, Mommy is going to speed up, let's go find Daddy now."

Mo Wuming paused for a moment, nodded hurriedly, and when Mo Qiqi had already accelerated and rushed forward, the little head looked curiously in the rearview mirror again.

"Mommy, the car is still with us."

Mo Wuming is not like an ordinary child at all, ordinary children will only think that it is a car, but although Mo Wuming is young, he has experienced a lot at all, and his sense of vigilance is also strong, and he glanced at the car again, and suddenly said to Mo Qiqi cautiously: "Mommy, should we tell Daddy?" I saw it when we came down from my grandfather's cemetery. ”

The little guy's heart was puzzled, but unfortunately Mo Qiqi didn't want to give the child such a serious psychological shadow at all, so after a little thought, he stopped Mo Wuming from taking the mobile phone.

The last time the van was tracked, she didn't see what they wanted to do, and this time if the car wanted to do something, it would definitely be in a sparsely populated place that had just come out of the cemetery, not in the city, where there were cars and monitors everywhere.

"No, it won't." Thinking about it like this, Mo Qiqi felt a lot more relaxed in his heart, and smiled softly at Mo Ming, "This city is so big, how can we be sure that it is here to chase us?" There's nothing wrong with Nameless being vigilant, but if you look closely, we're in the city now, and they don't look like they're going to do anything. ”

The car passed two more traffic light intersections, and Mo Wuming looked back at the blue sedan that was mixed with traffic on the road, and finally nodded and gave up his doubts.

And when Mo Qiqi arrived downstairs at Lei's, the car already didn't know where it went.

Lei Zhendong didn't know that Mo Qiqi would come over, so he actually brought the little guy with him.

Of course, from this day on, the young girl in the company who still had any thoughts about their big president was almost completely dead.

They only saw the president's wife young and beautiful, thinking that they could replace themselves, but Xiao Zhengtai, who suddenly appeared in the company, was extremely similar to the two of them.

With such a son and so young and beautiful, few women can do it.

Of course, Mo Qiqi, who was holding Mo Wuming's hand upstairs, didn't think about it at all, it just so happened that today was the weekend, and Mo Wuming had never been to Lei Zhendong's company, including the former Huayu, so it was right to come and see.

But unfortunately, when they went up, Lei Zhendong entered the conference room for a meeting.

However, this time the secretary followed in the conference room to make notes, and Comrade Chen Mu, who had just returned from running errands outside, was in charge of entertaining them.

Mo Wuming likes Chen Mu very much, Chen Mu is also a man who has no shape, he plays with the little guy, and takes the little guy directly to play, leaving Mo Qiqi sitting alone in Lei Zhendong's office, boring on the computer to play minesweeper.

This is really a very mentally retarded game, but for Mo Qiqi who has not played games since childhood, he really hasn't cleared the customs once, but fortunately, she is in a good mood at this time, and she is energetic when she plays, and she has the meaning of fighting all the time as long as she has time.

"Why did you suddenly remember?"

Mo Qiqi was playing intently, and he didn't know when the man appeared in the office, and when his voice came to mind, Chi Guoguo actually buckled her thin waist on the side.

Is it that she is too forgetful of herself, or is it that the man walks without a sound at all?

Mo Qiqi covered his heart and trembled for a while, and it took a long time to breathe, tilted his head and glared at Lei Zhendong fiercely, "No sound when you walk, you almost scared me to death." ”

"You didn't notice." Someone said that he would never come here again that day, but he didn't expect to come again a few days later, and he could still see his woman when he returned to his office from the tense conference room, Uncle Lei's mood was undoubtedly happy, and he didn't shy away from picking up Mo Qiqi directly, and then sat down by himself and put her in his arms.

"Are you busy?" Mo Qiqi was not surprised by his actions, anyway, the more intimate things of the two of them had been done, and it was almost time to get off work.

Lei Zhendong casually threw away the file in front of him, raised his dark eyes lightly, and saw the minesweeper on the computer screen that had not yet had time to turn off, and a large number of bombs had been planted on the dotted screen, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Gently hooked Mo Qiqi's chin, Lei Zhendong's voice was slightly hoarse: "Still playing with this thing......"

What is this thing called?

Mo Qiqi rolled his eyes angrily, knowing that the game he was playing was not clever, Mo Wuming refused to play it again after just three days, but the taste of being ridiculed was always a little uncomfortable.

Lei Zhendong's hand holding her waist was directly ripped off, Mo Qiqi pursed her mouth, obviously unhappy, "What's wrong with me playing with this?" Can't you play if you have nothing to do? ”

It's just a game, and if she wants to, she can play Tetris.

In the past, Lei Zhendong would never have thought that one day this little woman would exist like a child in front of him, but this delicate appearance, he is really rare.

Seeing that she shrunk her neck and just wanted to jump down, he was slightly moved, and his big palm grabbed her thin waist again, dragged the person back, and whispered in her ear: "Not upset?" ”

Mo Qiqi squinted his eyes and glared at Lei Zhendong inexplicably: "Why should I be unhappy?" ”

Since that phone call in the morning, Lei Zhendong didn't call Mo Qiqi back again, thinking that his brainless explanation was important to Mo Qiqi's concern for Mo Xiaocheng's affairs, and he should be unhappy, who knew that this little woman didn't seem to take it to heart at all?

Thinking like this, Lei Zhendong suddenly felt that he was inexplicably entangled all day long, his dark eyes lit up instantly, and the gentle kiss like a spring breeze had fallen on Mo Qiqi's forehead.

"Mommy......" Mo Wuming finished playing, and was just sent back by Chen Mu, who knew that the meeting on Lei Zhendong's side had ended, and the two of them were still sitting in the office in such an ambiguous posture.

The little guy was held in Chen Mu's arms, and the two of them were originally in high spirits, but after seeing the appearance of the two people in the office, black lines appeared on their foreheads.