I Wish Mo All the Best

After staying in the hospital for almost two hours, Qianmo didn't ask a single word about what happened that day. She just pretended that she was here to spend time with a friend.

Qianmo was about to leave when Mai Dacong woke up again.

After a short nap, his mental state was much better. Without waiting for Qianmo to ask, he took the initiative to tell what happened that day.

The old man's memory was a little confused and he couldn't explain some things clearly, but he still had an impression of how he was photographed.

"I didn't know it was so small. I just got up in the middle of the night to drink some water. Hey! I saw a dark shadow by the inner window, so I went over and had someone slap me on the head. I didn't accept it. I thought we were the same way back then. He fights the world with his bare hands."

"Did you see clearly the person who hit you?" Qianmo asked.

Mai Dacong shook his head, his teeth gritted in pain, and his head was injured.

"No, but I think that figure is that of a woman. It's not my uncle who's bragging to you, but luckily I've practiced it before, and I even made some gestures with her. If it's someone else, it's over."

Although he was beaten all over in the end and his life was lost.

Hemp oil was rare and not as poor as him, and nodded in agreement, "Yes, my dad is the best."

"That's right." Mai Dacong said proudly.

"By the way, if you catch that thief, you have to give her a good beating for your father. She doesn't learn well at a young age and doesn't do her job by sneaking in and picking locks. She seems to be able to get rich by stealing those things."

Judging from Mai Dacong's tone, he seemed to regard this incident as an ordinary burglary rather than a deliberate revenge.

Thinking about it, Mai Dacong has been washing his hands in the golden basin for so many years. The biggest "grievance" every day is nothing more than playing chess with a few old men in the alley, who stole the chess, who snatched whose square dance partner...

"But my dear, you go back and check our safe to see if there are any things. It contains the empire that your father and I have built for you. If I am gone, you can take out all the bankbooks and save your name and password. Yes, Emma, ​​what’s the password?”

Mai Dacong rubbed his head with embarrassment on his face. His brain was so badly beaten that he couldn't even remember it.

Sesame oil shouted at him with tears in her eyes, "Who cares about your three melons and two dates? Take good care of them. When you go back, you can take care of them yourself. I won't bother to worry about them."

When she got home, the first thing Qianmo did was call her dad.

"Momo, what's wrong?" Chen Baichuan's voice was a little breathy, and the background was a little noisy, which made Qianmo feel hot.

My father must have been in the workshop just now. When he saw her phone, he was worried about the poor signal and ran out all the way.

This had happened many times before, but she rarely paid attention to these details.

The kindness of parents is silent, and it is inevitable to ignore it on weekdays.

The scene of Sesame Oil hiding in the water room and crying made Qianmo feel very uncomfortable. Coupled with her emotional sensitivity during pregnancy, her eyes felt a little hot when she heard her father breathing heavily.

"It's okay, I just miss you."

What a terrible thing it would be to have a child who wants to be taken care of but refuses to be cared for. The misfortunes of others can easily resonate with one's own.

Qianmo missed her dad especially today.

"..." There was silence on the other end of the phone for several seconds, and Chen Baichuan cautiously said, "Mo Mo... are you okay? Did you quarrel with Xiao Hei?"

"No ah."

"Then what are you doing here with this scary and weird thing!" Chen Baichuan was reassured and raised his voice.

This rough father's love made Qianmo suppress the melancholy that finally arose, and she burst into laughter instead of crying.

"You old man, you have to let me yell at you every day to feel comfortable? You've been drinking and hiding your money behind my mother's back lately."

"How do you know!!" Chen Baichuan raised his voice, realizing that Mu Mianmian not far away was looking over, he quickly turned around and covered the microphone to lower his voice, "If you dare to shake it out, I'll beat you up!"

Qianmo snorted, and Chen Baichuan realized that he had been fooled.

He laughed and cursed, "Why is his daughter acting like a little naughty girl?"

"Dad, from what you said, you've been hiding private money from my mother lately. If you don't give me some hush money, I'm going to snitch on you." Qianmo deliberately teased him.

"Hey! You little girl is becoming less and less of a thing. Your mother cares about money tighter than her belt. How much can I save? I'm not even your uncle. You let your son get the down payment to write a letter behind your daughter-in-law's back. He bought a house in his name and kept the house photo with me for fear that his daughter-in-law would be suspicious. Your mother hates these methods the most, so don’t tell anyone."

Qianmo was too lazy to deal with the complicated family conflicts in Lao Chen's family. The family lived on guard against each other, which was not tiring.

Qianmo didn't want to hear these scandalous things either. Her parents-in-law teamed up with their son to guard against the daughter-in-law with a foreign surname, and it would be a great honor to tell them.

"Don't get involved in these stupid things. If the incident comes out later and you help hide the house book, you won't get better. My sister-in-law will sit in front of our house and scold you if she finds out."

Qianmo gave her father a few words and then hung up the phone. When she looked up, she saw that Yu Changmo had come back at some point. He stood at the door and listened for who knows how long.

"Scared me, are you a rat?" There was no movement while walking.

"Little housekeeper." Xiao Hei liked to look at her housekeeper's domineering little face and pinch her nose.

"Is there anything gained from that, Mai Dacong?"

"There are no valuable clues, but I looked so sad and thought of my old man. As a result, you heard the phone call. This old man was careless and helped others hide things. He hid-"

Qianmo suddenly stopped in the middle of her rant, as if she had thought of something.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

"Husband, do you think it's possible that our thinking was wrong from the beginning? Dad You is not seeking revenge at all, but he has something that the other party wants!"

Yu Changmo had some doubts about this assumption, "Do you suspect that uncle is colluding with those people?"

Qianmo shook her head. Her arrogant father gave her a new idea.

"I was chatting with my uncle today, and I saw that he didn't seem to know the inside story. It's possible that my uncle accidentally helped others hide something. He didn't even know that it was important. Now those people want to take it back... "

Her father discovered it, and then he took action.

As for why Boss Lu took action, it is currently unknown, but this idea is more tenable than seeking revenge.

"Is that thing at my uncle's house now, or has it been taken away? What could this 'thing' that alarmed Lu Shangka be like?" Yu Changmo asked.

Qianmo shook his head.

She had a hunch that there must be important information in the shot of the boss getting out of the car and walking across the overpass. As long as she could decipher it, maybe these doubts could be solved.

"It would be easier if the boss could contact me. I can explain everything with a phone call, or just send a WeChat message..." She was thinking in a whimsical way.

"Someone must be watching her and it's not convenient for her to escape. She is basically the second-in-command there now, which is a very embarrassing position."

The first leader will hold the three or four handlers and be wary of the second leader. The second leader is a sandwich biscuit, which is affected by both ends. It looks like a beautiful place, but it is difficult to move forward. If you are not careful, you will have to be pulled down.

Not only in business management, but also on the black road, the same principle applies.

"Yes, someone is watching her, boss - ah, I understand." Qianmo patted her head and she found the answer.

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