Chapter 1047: You haven’t answered me, what’s going on

The woman's intuition made Linda feel that Miyazawa was definitely not that simple for Qiao Mianmian.
It was not because he came to help Qiao Mianmian.
But he looked at Qiao Mianmian's eyes...
Is not normal.
But these words, Linda won't tell Qiao Mianmian.
She didn't know Mo Yesi's true identity before, but now that she knows it, she can't say anything at all.
Linda raised her head and looked at Qiao Mianmian's delicate and beautiful face that didn't look like a real person. She wasn't surprised that Miyazawa would think about her.
Such a beautiful face is the same age as a flower, but who would not like normal men?
Even the second master of the Mo family, who was never near the female color, fell in love with her, so the grandfather of the palace family was also moved, even if it was nothing strange.
It's just that the relationship between Prince Gong's grandfather and Mo's second younger master likes the same woman. I don't know if it will affect their relationship.
Just after Miyazawa left, Mo Yeji called.
Qiao Mianmian picked them up.
Mo Yesi asked her, "Where is it? I've arrived at the restaurant. Why didn't I see you?"
Qiao Mianmian reached out and touched the swollen half of his face, hesitated, and told him where he was now.
Within a few minutes, Mo Yesi came over.
Linda waited for Qiao Mianmian and saw Mo Yesi again, her mood was completely different.
When he didn't know his true identity, he was already in awe.
Now that I know Mo Yesi's true identity, when I see this man again, there is a little more awe in my heart.
When Mo Yesi came over, she brought the respect that she hadn't even noticed, and shouted: "Mr. Mo."
Mo Yesi nodded his head lightly, which was a response.
His eyes only stayed on Linda for a second, and then quickly turned to Qiao Mianmian, his deep eyes glanced at the half of the face she was covering, and his brows immediately frowned.
He reached out to pull her hand away: "What's wrong with your face?"
When he saw the fingerprints on Qiao Mianmian's face that had not disappeared, the man's dark eyes were stained with a cold color, and his eyes seemed to be quenched with ice: "Who hit?"
Qiao Mianmian knew this would be the case.
She sighed softly: "It's because of some misunderstandings that things have now been resolved. Are you hungry or not, let's go eat now."
Mo Yesi stood still, staring at the fingerprints on her face, his eyes getting colder and colder: "You haven't answered me, what's going on on your face. Who hit you?"
"It's really okay, I..."
She refused to say that Mo Yesi turned her head to look at Linda, her throat seemed to be wrapped in ice, and every word spoke with a chilling chill: "You have been with her, you tell me , What's wrong with her face?"
"This, Mr. Mo..." Linda looked at Qiao Mianmian hesitantly.
"She wouldn't even say it. You wouldn't say it? She is an artist under your hands. She was bullied when she was with you. Do you want me to hold you accountable as a broker?"
"Mr. Mo, no." Linda was frightened at once, and immediately told him what had happened.
Mo Yesi's face was horrible and gloomy.
"It's Su Ze's hands?" He looked down at Qiao Mianmian, his eyes as if storms were converging, and the next storm would come.