"Today is Sunday, and there is no need to rush to deal with school affairs for the time being. As for these students who cheat on the test, of course I will punish them severely. If you say you want to go to school, it's up to you. As long as you don't go into the school's office and teaching areas, I won't bother. ”

Liu Cen shook his head lightly after speaking, and then didn't say anything more, retracted his gaze from behind Qingyi, turned around and walked quickly down the planting greenhouse.

Watching his father's back disappear at the end of the corridor, Liu Qingyi's red lips pursed slightly, and his eyes changed slightly complicatedly for a moment, and finally gradually became solemn, and then he glanced at the phoenix grass behind him, which was still blooming with navy blue stamens, and then he also packed up his mood, and walked out of here with a light lotus step, and walked towards the station leading to the Fez enterprise outside the villa.

She knew in her heart that once she successfully applied for the job today, the danger she faced in front of herself and Yun Xiao would really start from this......

The second floor of the Mo family villa, in Huang Yun's bedroom.

At this time, beside a bed covered with a new blanket, two figures sat side by side, one of them was extremely handsome, wearing a white shirt, and his thick sword eyebrows looked slender and erect.

His gaze was fixed on an old woman sitting next to him, about seventy or eighty years old, although her face was already covered with deep wrinkles, but her gaze out of the window was as deep as a pool of water and different from her age of wisdom and depth.

And these two figures are naturally Huang Yun, the de facto head of the Mo family, and Mo Qingfeng, who was called to her room early in the morning.

"Qingfeng, grandma's look at you last night seems to be something wrong. Grandma won't ask about your business for the time being, but before you go to pick her up, grandma just wants to know what happened to her. ”

Huang Yun gently placed the wrinkled palm on Mo Qingfeng's arm, and after taking a deep breath, she withdrew her gaze from the window, looking at the latter's gaze with a slight concern and worry.

"Grandma, I'm ......"

Mo Qingfeng's face was suddenly stunned, and he felt a little bad in his heart, but looking at his tone and entangled face, he seemed to be a little reluctant to tell the truth.

But it's no wonder, in fact, after receiving a call from Liu Qingyi yesterday afternoon, Mo Qingfeng already knew that his sister must have had an accident.

However, because Qingyi was really tightly sealed, and he couldn't ask anything, he actually didn't know what happened to Qingyu.

What's more, judging from the intention of her words when Qingyu called her last night, it was obvious that she was deliberately trying to conceal it, because he also knew that Qingyu didn't want her family to worry about her.

Mo Qingfeng told his father at the time that he took the initiative to pick her up at his sister's classmate early in the morning, but in fact, he also had two purposes. First, he hoped to see if anything had happened to his sister before his father and grandmother, and second, he was also a little curious about who the classmate he couldn't even tell and Liu Qingyi tried his best to hide it was.

When Mo Qingfeng frowned and thought like this, Huang Yun obviously saw a trace of strangeness flashing on her grandson's face, and her originally worried tone suddenly became solemn.

"Qingfeng, Qingyu is not only your sister, but also my granddaughter. I know that I love her more on weekdays, although you don't say anything, you must think that grandma is eccentric. But in this kind of thing, grandma still hopes that you don't blame your sister for this. The reasons for this are by no means something that I can explain to you clearly in a sentence or two. ”

"Grandma, why do you think I think so. I don't know exactly what happened to Qingyu. It's just that I faintly heard a hint of something strange from her tone last night. I'll go out to pick her up later, and I'll find out what the hell is wrong with her. ”

Mo Qingfeng pursed his lips helplessly, and then looked up at Huang Yun's sharp gaze to show that he was not lying.

After looking at each other like this for a while, Huang Yun finally shook her head lightly and looked away, and after thinking for a while, she turned around and continued to instruct Mo Qingfeng: "Okay, grandma won't ask you." When you get Qingyu back, I'll just ask her myself. There you go. ”

"Well, that grandma, I'm leaving."

Mo Qingfeng suddenly felt a little impetuous, so he really didn't want to continue to sit like this, after seeing that his grandmother allowed him to leave, he got up and said goodbye simply, his lips moved slightly as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, turned around and walked out of the room quickly, and went downstairs.

It wasn't until the footsteps in the corridor gradually disappeared that Huang Yun's face, which originally had a kind smile, gradually relaxed, and her tired face was depressed, and the trace of distress and expectation in her eyes seemed inexplicable.

When Mo Qingfeng drove through the villa leading to the Shao family's residence, at this time, in a restaurant in this brand-new villa, in the corner of the long square table, three figures were sitting around, each quietly bowing their heads and eating breakfast.

And these three people are naturally Nalan Qian's father and daughter, as well as Mo Qingyu, who has just woken up after resting at his house.

"Auntie." Mo Qingyu gently put down the fork she was holding in her right hand, raised her head slightly and peeked at Nalan Qian, who looked indifferent, and then looked at Shao Yang's mother Nalan Ying beside her, and called out with a light smile.

"Well, what's wrong?" Nalan Ying raised her head and glanced at Mo Qingyu, who had a somewhat strange gaze, but her expression did not change much, and she continued to eat the breakfast on her plate.

Mo Qingyu's mouth pursed slightly, looking at Nalan Ying, who was still eating, but suddenly recalled what Shao Yang said to him last night.

In fact, she really wanted to tell her mother about Shao Yang's encounter with the group of bandits in Songhai, but she had promised that she would never mention this matter to anyone. And she knows a little bit about Shao Yang's character, if she breaks her promise, I'm afraid he will never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

"Oh, I'm ...... I just want to ask, where did Shao Yang go? Mo Qingyu struggled for a while, and finally chose not to mention the matter, and after hesitating for a moment, he suddenly asked curiously.

Nalan Ying's face was helpless, and Nalan Qian, who was sitting at the opposite table, took the opportunity to glance at Mo Qingyu as well, his gaze was slightly obscure, as if he saw the deep meaning hidden by the expression on the latter's face, and his originally indifferent face was slightly solemn.

However, since he didn't want to say it when he saw Mo Qingyu's appearance, Nalan Qian naturally had no intention of taking the initiative to say it and forcibly ask. What's more, she is still Liu Qingyi's good friend, no matter what, even if she doesn't have much affection for her, it has to be on Qingyi's face, don't deliberately embarrass her.

Nalan Qian's face was wrinkled, and he turned to look at his daughter, but there was no curiosity on his face, obviously he had roughly guessed what Shao Yang was saying when he went out early in the morning.

"Yangyang left in a hurry early in the morning, and I didn't have time to ask, but it seems that he was going to see some important friend, right?"

Nalan Ying recalled that when Shao Yang went out to leave in the morning, he was a little hurried but faintly revealing a hint of joy, her eyebrows jumped slightly, and then she replied to Mo Qingyu in a somewhat speculative tone.

Hearing the meaning of Nalan Ying's words, Mo Qingyu also knew that the inquiry was unsuccessful.

In fact, she just felt a little unhappy in her heart, Shao Yang took it upon herself to bring a girl to stay at home, and now her injuries are not healed, so she even left herself to go out to meet other friends. How can this not make the eldest lady of the Mo family, who has always been quite high-spirited, full of complaints and entanglements?

pursed his lips stupidly, buried his head and continued to pick up the knife and fork on the plate, but Mo Qingyu had long lost the mind to eat, but his thoughts were a little boring, who Shao Yang was in such a hurry to go out for.

"Is it Qingyi? Or ......"

Mo Qingyu muttered to herself in her heart, and she didn't notice the strange gaze that Nalan Qian cast at her beside her, and she still pondered carefully. I don't know how long this daze lasted, Mo Qingyu finally thought of something, and the eyes in a pair of pretty eyes suddenly became solemn, and she only complained angrily in her heart-

"By the way, it must be the girl who had a very close relationship with Shao Yang on the phone on the car back last night. I just don't know what the relationship between her and Shao Yang is......"

Bustling coastal metropolises often have their own unique breathing rhythm. While the city may seem complex, the business district in the city center is distinct from the residential areas on the fringes, and the flat land along the coastline to the emerging modern urban districts.

The city of Santa Fe is filled with a bustling atmosphere of asphalt roads and cars that flow through the various districts, filling the city with a distraction that is difficult to relax.

At this moment, in a five-star hotel in the downtown section of Santa Fe, a middle-aged man is quietly lying on the windowsill of a high-end house. The man's figure is not tall and strong, but there is an inexplicable dangerous aura faintly exuding from him, which must only be clearly felt by masters who are also good at various martial arts.

This man has a plain appearance, but the outline of his face is quite familiar, and if he looks closely, he is slightly similar to Shao Yang, because he is Shao Yang's uncle, Shao Wenbo, who had been staying in Santa Fe and had never returned to Songhai to pay tribute to his brother's grave.

Shao Wenbo's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, and he glanced out the window attentively. This is the twelfth floor of the hotel building, and from the windowsill you can see most of the open space in the city center.

Everywhere he looked, Shao Wenbo would always pause for a moment, his eyes condensed and relaxed, as if he was confirming something. But every time he passed a place, he would keep his head down and focus on it, and then after a moment he would raise his head again and look down on another place. And so on and so forth, anyone here can guess what he is doing at the moment.

"So you've done what the guy wanted, right?"

Shao Wenbo, who had been busy all morning, finally stopped looking around the windowsill with the sound of a pencil dropping. He stood up and slouched a little, and picked up a large piece of white rice paper on the windowsill beside him, glanced at it briefly, and then placed it beside the bed.

It wasn't until he did this that Shao Wenbo frowned slightly, and then let out a long sigh of relief.