A few minutes ago, Ding Jian asked Mo Shao to sign. Mo Shao was in a good mood. I don't know how his kung fu turned from sunny to cloudy.

Lin Yizhi couldn't get the answer. Looking at the president's office, he saw a large cardboard box on the floor and asked Mo Qing, who had already gone away, "what's in your office?"

"For you." Mo Qing coldly dropped a sentence, "remember to take away when you leave."

"For me?" If there is nothing to be courteous, there will be no good. Lin Yizhi hesitates to open the door and goes to the side-by-side cartons.

At a glance, I was startled.

Six naked dolls, staring at a pair of dead fish eyes, lips painted like eating blood.

This ugly face, but also to make a flattery, either open mouth, or throw thin eyes, it is disgusting that he would spit out the meal overnight.

Fortunately, it's day now. If it's cold at night, I'll be scared to death.

Who sent this thing.

Everything that can be done is done.

"Ding Jian."

Ding Jian ran in, suddenly saw a pile of things on the ground, scared, "my mother."

Calm down, he asked Lin Yizhi, "assistant Lin, what's the matter?"

"They reward you with less ink. Take it away from work." With that, Lin Yizhi slipped away.

"Assistant Lin, just now Mo Shaoming said it was for you."

"I transferred you." Lin Yizhi runs fast.

Ding Jian can't laugh or cry at those strange dolls. His wife is really good at playing

This thing is seen to damage the reputation of the president of his family.

Ding Jian can only harden his head and cover the carton firmly. He wanted to call the cleaner to pull it away.

I'm afraid that when the cleaner sees that the packing is tight, he thinks it's funny. If he opens it cheaply, his Mohist family's reputation will be destroyed.

Helpless, had to borrow a trailer, put all six boxes on the trailer, personally throw to the garbage collection point outside.

Things just thrown into the garbage collection point, a pick-up junk came over, to turn the carton.

Ding Jian covered his face and left quickly.

He can't afford to lose his face.

When I went away, I looked back and saw that the rag picker was moving out one by one, with a look of surprise.

Ding Jian

The wife of the president of his family has a good eye for gifts.

****

Mo Qing hurried back to Nanwan and rushed into her bedroom without saying a word.

The bedroom is empty.

"Mother Zhang!"

When Mo Qing returned to Nanwan, Zhang's mother received news that Mo Shao had come back. Her face was very ugly and she came in a hurry.

Hearing the call, he quickly stepped forward, "young master, what can I do for you?"

"Where is Gu Xiaoran?"

"She..."

"What is she?" Mo Qing saw Zhang Ma's hesitation, and her eyes narrowed. What kind of tricks did this damned woman play?

"She's out."

"Where to?"

"I went out with the young master."

"Send them to the forest garden?" Mo Qing knows that in order to make Lao Ye happy today, Xiao Han returns to Lin Yuan to relax.

"Yes, I said I would stay in the forest garden for a few more days."

Mo Qing sneer, this is to avoid him clearly.

Hum, do you think it's safe to hide in the forest garden with the protection of Laolao?

Mo Qing doesn't even change her clothes. She goes downstairs to get on the bus and flies to Lin Yuan.

***

Gu Xiaoran knew that when he ran to the forest garden, he could avoid the monk, but not the temple.

After getting out of the car, he dragged Xiaohan's luggage to her room.

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