Chapter 201: But Chi Huan never looked at him squarely.

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Mo Shiqian's face sank in the dim morning light.
The thing that made Xiao Yu call him several times so early ...
It's not a trivial matter.
When he used to sleep alone, the mobile phone would be tuned into vibration, but Chi Huan would be woken up and she did n’t like it too, so he adjusted her habit to the silent mode.
Her own, not to mention.
He lifted the quilt out of bed very lightly, put on a bathrobe casually, picked up the study, pushed the bedroom door and walked out, went straight to the study, closed the door with his backhand and dialed the phone back.
The end of the call is almost seconds.
But for several seconds, Xiao Yu didn't speak.
Mo Shiqian pulled the curtains of the study hard, and his voice was cold. "What happened."
"This is something I didn't do well," Xiao Yu's voice was completely free of his usual suffocation and hangerlang. It was gloomy and serious like a dark gray sky covered by thick cloud maggots. "Chi An's dead."
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Chi Huan was woken up by a man.
She usually went to work when she woke up. She didn't sleep very much. She didn't even know how he got up without affecting her.
She fell asleep, woke up staggered, and got a little upset, "What's wrong ..."
When she opened her eyes, she was still a bit uncomfortable, and her voice was still unawakened. Jiao Qian looked at her, and for the first time in her life experienced what it was—not to say.
He almost helped her to get up, his handsome face was somber and cold, "Huanhuan, get up, get dressed, wash, we're going out."
Chi Huan looked at his face and froze. When they were alone, she had rarely felt the harsh and gloomy aura from him.
His contours were sharp and hard, and it was hard to say gentleness in his manners, but after a long time, she could feel what his tenderness was. "What happened?"
Mo Shiqian looked at her with deep and dark eyes, and her pronunciation was deep to the extreme. "Obey, get up."
Her heart sank for no reason.
But he still obeyed what he meant, and put on clothes to wash in the bathroom.
When she washed her face and brushed her teeth, hurriedly combed her hair, and then returned to the bedroom, the man had taken her clothes from the cloakroom and put them neatly on the bed.
When she changed her clothes, he took a black scarf and put it on her neck. Without giving her time to arrange it, she took her hand out and went downstairs.
Mom Li looked at the two people who came down so early, "Mr. Mo, Miss Chi ... wait for breakfast ..."
Before he said a word, he was interrupted by the man, "No need to prepare, don't eat today."
Chi Huan was almost taken by him. The man's legs were long and fast, and she could hardly keep up with him.
Usually she is lazy and does not eat breakfast, he is reprimanded ...
Maybe now it was deep winter, Chi Huan's hands were so cold, she followed his steps almost mechanically.
When the man pulled the door of the co-pilot, she looked up at his firm and beautiful jaw. A sentence that had not been identified in her mind or even formed a sentence was dumbly read out, "Is there something wrong with my father? "
Mo Shiqian stared at her face for a few seconds, her throat knot rolled, she said nothing, and pushed her into the car.
Chi Huan took the position of the first officer and heard the sound of closing the door.
He returned to the car and started the engine skillfully and quickly.
The speed is constantly increasing.
She was a little helpless, and unable to speak dull, and repeated a few words back and forth in her mind before finally asking, "What happened to him?"
"Huanhuan," Mo Shiqian's voice was very low, her name overflowed between her lips and teeth, and her eyes looked deep and dark like the abyss, her jaw was tightly stretched, and her hands holding the steering wheel were faintly showing blue tendons.
Only the voice was deep and hoarse, "Your father died at 2am last night."
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Winter mornings are always cold and seem to be colder than at night.
Chi Huan was distracted while waiting for relatives to confirm the body in the morgue of the hospital.
She was wearing a dark blue coat, a black scarf, long hair and a loose waist, a beautiful face with expressionless indifference, a tall and erect man standing beside her, and her aura was gloomy.
He stared at her face all the time, his eyes dark and dull, his jaw line tight.
On the side were people sent from the prison, rubbing their fists, "This kind of thing happened ... we are also sorry, sorry, Miss Chi ..."
"Sorry?" Chi Huan turned his head, sneer with a delicate face, "If sorry, what else do you want to do by law, what do you want the prison to do, what do you prison guards do?"
Every time I say this, the words become more aggressive.
In the end, the prison guard's face couldn't stop.
Her face was cold, her voice was cold, her eyes were cold, and she was more suffocated and ironic.
Even if she is not tall, the boots he wears are not high, but standing there is Ling Ren waiting.
Behind him was a more difficult man to provoke. The prison guard was worried, but he couldn't say anything, and he lowered his head.
Fortunately, the staff from the hospital came here, "Miss Chi, here."
Chi Huan took a deep breath and followed up.
After taking a few steps, she suddenly paused, turned her head towards the man who had been silent, but could not stay away, opened her mouth, and finally looked away, pursing her lips, "I ... alone Go, this should be the last time I see him. "
Mo Shiqian's thin lips immediately fused into a straight line, and her extremely deep eyes fixed on her.
But Chi Huan never looked at him squarely, withdrew his eyes sideways and followed the doctor.
He stared at her back, and walked away with long legs to follow.
The arm was grabbed by the person behind him. "Forget it," said the popular faintly, "You will only keep her guilty if you keep up."
Mo Shiqian looked at the woman's back until she completely disappeared into her sight. A handsome face was cold and dark, as if she could drip water at any time to condense into scum. "Check it out?"
"Well, Xiao Yu has been identified as the person in charge,"
An eye-catching glimpse of the prison guard standing beside him, "At two o'clock in the morning last night, an old man who lived with Chi An was jailed for stealing a knife and stabbed Chi An's heart ... that person had the smallest crime Yes, I can go out after squatting for a few months, and usually looks honest and weak, Xiao Yu's men originally heard the movement, but he said to go to the toilet ... they didn't think about it, but he When I got back to bed, I suddenly rushed over and stabbed Chi An several times ... I couldn't make it to the hospital.