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Chapter 2492 Tomb Raider Letter 22
Xi Ying let go of her hand: "..."

After Bai Gang left, Mo Xiao said in a deep voice, "Do you believe it?"

This sentence was said without thinking, Xi Ying is not a roundworm in Mo Xiao's stomach, she doesn't understand.

"Believe in what?" she asked.

"The thousand-year-old Qing Dynasty tomb is a fake."

Mo Xiao raised his head slightly to look at the big screen of the train schedule, but his eyes did not reflect the information on the big screen.

He's not looking at anything, he's thinking.

"Didn't Uncle Wu dig up something? Doesn't this prove to be fake?"

Mo Xiao didn't speak, but just glanced at Xi Ying's ankle.

Xi Ying shrank her feet inward, turned around and asked Mo Xiao: "Can you speak directly if you have something to say? It's really uncomfortable to be so hesitant to speak."

Mo Xiao raised his eyes, and there were emotions that no one could understand in his black and gloomy eyes.

He stretched out his palm towards Xi Ying, "Give me your mobile phone."

Although she didn't know what he was going to do, Xi Ying still took out her mobile phone and gave it to Mo Xiao.

But Xi Ying never expected that Mo Xiao would put her mobile phone directly into her pocket, and then...

He got up and blended into the crowd, only to disappear in a few seconds.

After Bai Gang came back, he found his daughter, who had always been an optimist, sulking.

"What's wrong? Who made you unhappy? Eh? Where's Mo Xiao?"

"died."

"...Dead?! How could it be? Isn't this the train station? Who dares to commit murder at the train station? No, Mo Xiao is so awesome, how could he be killed by others?!"

Bai Gang took it seriously, and asked with a flustered and shocked expression.

Xi Ying: "...not really dead."

"Then where did he go?" Bai Gang sat down beside her.

"Take my mobile phone and leave. Uncle Wu, who are you bringing here? Didn't you say that he is very powerful? Why can't you even get the money to buy a mobile phone, and you still have to give me my mobile phone?" take away?"

Bai Gang scratched his head, obviously he couldn't think of the reason why Mo Xiao would take Xi Ying's cell phone away.

"Maybe it's the style of your mobile phone that he likes better? Well, don't be angry, Rourou, I'll change it for you when I get back! Didn't you say you want X? Now it just gives you a reason to change your mobile phone!"

As for Mo Xiao, if he can get in touch, if he dares to speak up, then he will talk to Mo Xiao about Rou Rou's phone.

However, within a few days, Xi Ying found out the whereabouts of her cell phone.

That day, she was lying on the bed idly watching the news when suddenly her newly bought mobile phone rang.

is an unfamiliar number.

Xi Ying answered, but did not speak.

Strangely, the other party did not speak either.

After being silent for half a minute, Xi Ying sat up from the bed and said in a firm tone, "Mo Xiao."

An hour later, in the teahouse.

The old man who talked about storytelling was speaking passionately on the stage. At a small table in the corner below the stage, a man and a woman sat facing each other.

A steaming cup of fragrant tea was placed in front of them, but no one moved.

In the end, it was Xi Ying who spoke first.

"Give me back my phone."

It's not that this phone is expensive, it's just that Xi Ying doesn't like her things being taken away by others.

Even if she took the phone back, she would destroy it, but she just didn't want it to stay by Mo Xiao's side.

"How's the injury on your ankle?" Mo Xiao's first words were to ask about Xi Ying's injury.

(End of this chapter)