Chapter 688: Do men and women understand?

  Chapter 688 Do men and women understand?
  In just ten minutes, the reporters left one after another, and the farce in front of the police station also came to an end.
  Shang Zonghai smiled and looked at Li Qiao, patted her on the shoulder, and praised her without hesitation: "Girl, good job."
  Shang Lu’s eyes turned wildly, and he stepped forward for a while, gave Li Qiao a thumbs up, and praised it sincerely, "Sister-in-law, awesome."
  This little uncle is now completely impressed by his sister-in-law's ability.
  With his elder brother, more than enough.
  At this time, Shang Yu lazily opened his eyelids, staring at Shang Lu's pretentious appearance, with his thin lips slightly raised, quite pleasant.
  Shang Zonghai rubbed the Buddha beads with his hands on his back, staring at Shanglu, his eyes were full of playfulness and playfulness.
  The smelly boy has eyes but no knowledge of gold and jade, he deserves to be alone.
  Not long, Shang Yu held Li Qiao and prepared to get in the car and go home.
  Shang Zonghai turned sideways and whispered: "Go back to the old house first?"
  Shang Yu pocketed with one hand and didn't look back. He took Li Qiao's shoulder and got into the car, "No."
   Seeing this, Shang Zonghai had no choice but to watch Black Gust drive out of the police station, with a faint smile in his deep eyes.
   "Dad, then I'm back to the medicine hall." Shang Lu muttered, turning around to leave.
  Originally, he had been discussing the prescriptions of medical books with the pharmacist in the medicine hall today, but he was dragged to the police station to support his sister-in-law in the middle.
  At first, I felt a little fussing, but now I look at it. Fortunately, it’s here. Otherwise, how can I see the highlight moment of my sister-in-law.
  Shang Zonghai waved his hand,
Go home early in the evening, and don’t run around if you are fine these days.

"understood."
  ……
  Back to the manor, as soon as Li Qiao got out of the car, she saw Mo Jue in a plaid shirt rushing over, "Ancestor~"
  Behind her is the falling rain step by step.
  Mo Jue rushed to Li Qiao, and subconsciously wanted to hug her. His hands were opened. As a result, the neck was caught from behind, and he dragged her back abruptly.
  Luo Yu carried her collar and warned in a low voice, "Don't hug."
  Do men and women understand? !
   Mojue struggled twice and was too lazy to care, stamped his feet on the spot, grinned at Li Qiao, "You are back."
  Speaking, she carefully glanced at Shangyu, and called out seriously, "Yan Ye."
  With a small smile on Li Qiao’s lips, she stepped forward to trim Li Mojue’s collar, "Are you still used to living here?"
   "Habits and habits." Mo Jue nodded like garlic, took Li Qiao's arm naturally, and said as he walked, "Ancestor, when shall we go back to Nanyang?"
  She missed the boss.
  But her ancestors would not let her contact her boss...
  Li Qiao and her strolled around the fountain pool, looking sideways at the indistinguishable male and female cheek, "Are you anxious to go back?"
  The two people walked into the living room, and the corner of Luo Yu's mouth twitched. Looking at Shang Yu who was left in place, she coughed slightly, but did not dare to make a sound.
  The relationship between Mo Jue and his wife is too close.
  The boss is not jealous?
  At this time, Shang Yu looked at the living room with deep eyes, slowly tidying up his sleeves, and curling his lips: "Get her something to do."
  Liu Yu nodded, racked his brains and began to think, what exactly should Mo Jue look for?
  Or take her to the backyard to weed the weeds.
  ……
  In the living room, Mo Jue grabbed the shoulder straps of the bib with both hands, turned his head to look at Li Qiao’s eyes, and curiosity was written in his sullen eyes, "Will you stay in Parma for a long time?"
   "Maybe." Li Qiao replied ambiguously. Everything about Pama has just begun.
  If you return to China now, it is likely to bring endless troubles to the Li family.
  At the hotel last night, Shang Yu had already talked about the origins of the Li family and the Mu family.
  So, she could not let the Li family be exposed to the butcher knife.
  Mojue let out a ‘oh’, tugged on the strap, and peeked at Li Qiao, "Then I can call the boss..."
  She has been away for so long, the boss should not forget her.
  Li Qiao looked at Mo Jue with a deep gaze, but did not speak for a while.
  In fact, she is very beautiful, with the heroic spirit of a boy and the agility of a girl.
  Especially her pair of black and clear apricot eyes, not stained with dust, clean without any impurities.
  Li Qiao looked at it for a while, and sighed sadly, she really couldn't find a similarity with herself on Mo Jue's face.
  Perhaps, she was wrong.
  Li Qiao's thoughts are floating and sinking, and her eyes are full of shadows.
  She hadn't spoken for a long time, so that Mo Jue felt nervous, and stretched out her hand to pull the hem of her clothes, "I just ask casually, it's not necessary to contact..."
  Mo Jue, who has been at the bottom of society since childhood, is sensitive by nature and is good at observing words and colors.
  For people she cares about, she always uses a kind of pleasing personality to get along with.
  For example, she stole paintings for Li Yan and worked for him, only because Li Yan gave her a stick on the street, and did not treat her coldly, so she felt that he was the best person to her.
  Li Qiao is the same for her.
  She regained her senses and saw the tension in Mo Jue's eyes, she suppressed the deep meaning in her eyes, and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, you will naturally see him after a while."
  Mo Jue nodded like a baby, "Okay, listen to you."
  Li Qiao looked away from her face, leaned against the back of the chair, slowly folded her slender legs and looked forward, "Have you been to Parma before?"
   "Maybe." Mo Jue sat upright, wringing his brows and thinking: "I was not very impressed with things when I was a kid, so I remember to go to the streets to beg every day, and only if I can get the money, I can eat."
  Li Qiao's heart tightened, and she turned her head abruptly, "Remember which street it was on?"
Mo Jue rubbed the short hair on the top of her head, remembering seriously, for a long time she narrowed her mouth in annoyance, "I can't remember, it seemed that someone hit me at that time because I couldn't ask for money. Later, in order to eat... …"
  Speaking of this, she scratched her chin, and her voice became much lower, "I learned a skill, but I can't ask for money, so I will touch the money by myself..."
  Li Qiao closed her eyes, and through Mo Jue’s statement, she could probably connect many pictures in series.
  Manipulating children to go to the streets to beg, very similar to domestic human trafficker organizations.
  I don’t know whether to say that Mo Jue is lucky or unlucky. Although he is young and suffering, fortunately, he has not been made into a disabled child to go to the street to beg eyeballs for money.
  Li Qiao picked up the orange slice from the table and handed it to her, "Then do you want to go to school?"
   Mo Jue put the orange slices into his mouth and shook his head, "I never thought about it, do you want me to go?"
  Li Qiao did not answer, she still needs to carefully consider Mo Jue's future arrangements.
  ……
  Half an hour later, the sky was glowing with a dark blue twilight at 6 o'clock in the evening.
  Luo Yu was pulling Mo Jue to weed the backyard by the lake.
  Li Qiao and Shang Yu were sitting in front of the bar in the side hall, and the open window directly across from them could just see the scenery of the backyard.
  The breeze passed by, blowing away the aroma of wine in the air.
  Li Qiao stepped on the ground with one leg, watching Mo Jue jumping around the lake, tilting her head to stare at Shang Yu, "Is it possible that Mo Jue is a child of the Mu family?"
  (End of this chapter)