Chapter 499: Wen Cun (1)

The low voice line was dyed with a sorrowful sorrow. He closed his eyes silently and did not open for a long time.
However, when Amo heard this, he also stunned in an instant. He was shocked to see Mu Chenchen, and some did not dare to set the channel. "Young Master... You mean... you mean... Ling Shi’s biological father is most likely the black man he met in the cemetery, is he?

In the past few years, in order to help find the physical father of Mu Lingshi, Amo did not bother to worry about it. He and Mu Ling’s poems are the ones who are heart-to-heart, and the thoughts of Mu Ling’s poetry are naturally very clear.
Mu Yanchen Xu Ran opened the light and double eyes, and took a breath. "If the material is good, the possibility is very high. I have tried to exclude people who have been familiar with Ling Tian before. The rest, there are not many. Individuals, even if they are not, are people who are particularly familiar with Aunt Lingtian, and it seems even more subtle to meet the same conditions."
"If it is that person, since he will worship in the past, it means that he should at least agree with Ling Tian, ​​and he should know the existence of Ling Shi. Then why have he never seen him before? I remember that the original rhetoric was Aunt fell in love with a person who couldn't take her, and the position should be a person with a low status. Master, can we set the scope and then screen them one by one. Ling Shi is also tossing because of this..."
Amo’s voice fell, and Mu Chen’s voice had already turned over the chair. He stretched out the drawer and took a document from it and handed it to Amo.
This is the general information I asked them to investigate. Including all the aunts who had communicated with her before their death, as well as their identity background, you can exclude these materials one by one, pull on Ling Shi, the workload is very large, but I believe that after checking these, there will be Obtained."
Amo stunned for a moment, then he quickly picked it up and opened his eyes and looked at it. Sure enough, the above is a lot of information about people.
"Not afraid, as long as there are clues, it is no longer like a headless fly!"
Amo put on the document and took a deep breath. "Young Master, this matter will be handed over to me, I will find someone."
Mu Xiaochen nodded indifferently. "You are responsible for this. You don't have to worry about other things. You can find someone as soon as possible. It is also an explanation for Ling Shi. Spend more time with her. From now on, You Amo belongs to you, belongs to Ling Shi, understand?"
Such a sensible discourse fell, Amo stunned, and couldn't help but look up at the calm and sullen scent of the water, and the depth of the throat could not hold back a faint sour feeling. It was pleasure and gratitude. After a while, I nodded again and again, and the voice became a little hoarse because of the touch. "Understood, young master! You will always be the young master of Amo, and the big brother that Amo respects!"
Mu Xiaochen waved his hand in disbelief. "I don't need you to thank me. You should be grateful to yourself. You have done a good job in these years, even more than my grandparents and parents." Therefore, if there is time, I will go home with Ling Shi, and I will do my best for filial piety. It is natural to make them happy and happy."
"No, young master, you are irreplaceable in everyone's heart. The filial piety thing, Amo will try his best, just hope that you are with the lady, no, it is a blind man, you can do well."
Amo wouldn’t say anything grateful, it’s all meticulous.
"Well, well, you just came back, go back earlier, Ling Shi is also anxious at home, remember to go home after two days."
"Yes, Master! I will get things done as soon as possible."
When Amo finished, Mu Mochen nodded and Amo retired.
Looking at the front door slowly, Mu Mochen turned to the chair indifferently, and continued to look at the high clouds outside the window...
At this point, Amo has just stepped out of the office of Mu Chen, and he heard a sly and rhythmic footsteps in the long distance. It was the sound of the high heels stepping on the clean floor. He looked up subconsciously. The slim and thin figure of Xi Xia night will come into view!
"Little lady!"
Amo was a little surprised to see the hurried summer night, it was not difficult to find the heavy and worried on her face, and quickly greeted him. "What happened? Is it happening?"
Seeing Amo, Xia Xia also quickly took the footsteps in the next moment, "Amo? Is he at the office?"
"The young master is in the office, you are..."
Amo hesitated to watch Xixia night, low.
"He is busy?"
"That didn't, just read the documents and take a break."
"That's good, I have something to tell him. You should go ahead, let me go in and see."
"it is good."
Listening to Amo, I should have said that I only smiled in the summer night and took the step and went forward.
When I came to the front door, Xi Xia night had been knocking on the door directly, but the prime hand suddenly stopped when I knocked on the door panel. The cool, like the stars of the autumn water, passed a shimmer, and when I thought about it, I reached out. Gently push the door open and let it lighten.
Sure enough, just opened the door, the consciousness of the line of sight, looked at the desk, and the lonely figure came into view...
Mu Muchen, who is resting in the chair and closed his eyes, only faintly feels a light and familiar cold fragrance. His light and indifferent lip line suddenly rises slightly, and at the same time, a pair of soft and cool hands have been covered. Lived his eyes.
"slogan?"
The light voice was accompanied by a little playfulness and passed from behind.
"Mrs. Good luck, Wanfu Jinan!"
He was very obedient to spit out such a sentence, the summer night girl listened, and immediately he was happy, smirked out, "Where is this slogan? But listening very comfortable!"
"Nature, you are the queen of someone, there is nothing wrong with a loud and distinctive slogan."
He said, holding her hand and grabbing her little hand, and pulling her into her arms.
"Is it ah? Who is this someone referring to?"
She stared at him with a light scorpion, and there was a smile that could not be concealed in the delicate and beautiful face.
"Who do you think you can still be?"
He smiled softly, and the black scorpion contained a light warm light, a hint of tenderness.
Her heart was warm, the smile on her face became more and more clear, and some of them refused to lean in his arms. Hands crossed his shoulders and crossed behind him. He lowered his body and smiled. "Hello, Mr. Mu. ......"
"Hello, Mrs. Mu..."
He is also a low-sensitivity one.