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Chapter 865 Where Is My Child?

Xie Mingdong came three times in a row. At the end of the fourth time, he looked at Guo Jihong and Mu Qingxun, and said in a very positive tone, "Miss Qiao has no psychological barriers. The inability to speak is probably a physical problem."

Guo Jihong frowned, looked at Mu Qingxun, and said in a low voice, "I checked Ms. Qiao several times, checked inside and out, and found nothing."

"Then...why?" Xie Mingdong asked in confusion.

Guo Jihong frowned as if he would never be able to untangle his brows.

Mu Qingxun's dark eyes were closed, she looked at Guo Jihong and Xie Mingdong respectively, and walked towards the room without saying anything.

Guo Jihong clicked his tongue softly, stared at Xie Mingdong, not believing his judgment was wrong, and dragged Xie Mingdong to his office.

……

In the room, Qiao Yimo sat on the head of the bed, looked at Mu Qingxun who came in from the outside, and picked up the phone to type.

Mu Qingxun went to the bed and sat down, staring at Qiao Yimo with soft eyes.

After Qiao Yimo typed what she wanted to say, she turned her phone to Mu Qingxun, staring at him with clear eyes.

Mu Qingxun lowered her eyes to look at her phone, and finally said softly, "You don't want to live here?"

Qiao Yimo nodded, took back the phone, and typed another row of words for Mu Qingxun to read.

"I'm fine, it's boring to stay here all the time."

Mu Qingxun glanced, stretched out her hand to grab Qiao Yimo's slender wrist, her fingertips were subconsciously rubbing against the skin of her wrist, and her voice was soft and magnetic, "I'll ask Professor Guo later, if he says you can leave OK, let's go.

"

Qiao Yimo looked at him. After several days of recuperation, her lips were no longer pale and fragile, but her original pink color was revealed. She opened her lower lips, as if subconsciously wanting to speak.

In the end, Xu remembered that he couldn't make a sound, so he struggled with his wrist.

Mu Qingxun let go of her hand, stood up and sat beside Qiao Yimo, with her long arms passing behind her neck, hugging her shoulders intimately.

In this regard, Qiao Yimo did not show any rejection or resistance, as if she acquiesced, she just edited the text on the phone with her eyelashes down.

Mu Qingxun stared at Qiao Yimo's fingertips dancing on the screen from top to bottom, and the dark color in her black eyes became thicker and thicker.

"I want to leave now, can you tell Professor Guo now? Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, I don't want to spend the whole year here... can I?"

"it is good."

Mu Qingxun saw it and didn't hesitate.

Qiao Yimo looked up at him, his eyes wide open, as if to confirm whether what he said was true.

Mu Qingxuan kissed her hair, the other arm slowly passed Qiao Yimo's chest, her arms tightened, and she held Qiao Yimo tightly in her arms, her chin touched the top of her hair, and suddenly Squeeze, caress slowly, with a gentle and loving voice,

"I promised you, as long as you don't leave me, I will promise anything you say."

Qiao Yimo leaned her face against his shoulder blades, and her eyes with drooping eyelids happened to see the white shirt on his chest, but in her eyes, there was nothing else but that white streak.

……

Guo Jihong discussed Qiao Yimo's situation with Xie Mingdong in the office for a long time but did not come to a conclusion. Just then, he received a call from Mu Qingxin, asking him if Qiao Yimo could leave now.

Guo Jihong thought about it and said yes.

What is certain at present is that Qiao Yimo's body is not a problem except for a little emaciation, and some minor diseases and problems caused by the laparotomy that will take time to recuperate and recover.

As for the reason why she was unable to speak, Xie Mingdong concluded that there was no problem after four psychological conversations.

If they want to cure Qiao Yimo's inability to speak, they haven't even found the root cause, and there is no way to prescribe the right medicine.

What Guo Jihong thinks is that the current situation is helpless anyway, it is better to let Qiao Yimo leave first, if Qiao Yimo suddenly recovers after a while, then everything is easy to say.

If the situation remains the same, it is necessary to observe slowly to find the root cause and breakthrough.

Just like that, Mu Qingxun took Qiao Yimo and left the CS building.

Coming out of the CS building, Mu Qingxun led Qiao Yimo to the side of the car, and when Qiao Yimo stepped into the car, she suddenly grabbed her.

Qiao Yimo's body froze quickly, and after less than three seconds, she relaxed, and looked back at Mu Qingxun suspiciously.

Mu Qingxun's dark eyes glanced at the hands they held, and when they settled on Qiao Yimo's face, they suddenly turned darker, "Cold?"

Qiao Yimo was obedient, and looked at his hand that was being held by him, and nodded.

"But you're sweating."

Mu Qing said.

Qiao Yimo stared at him.

"Get in the car first." Mu Qingxun raised a hand on the roof of the car to protect Qiao Yimo's head, her voice was normal, even very gentle.

After a slight pause, Qiao Yimo bent over and got into the car.

Mu Qingxun then sat in.

When Cheng Yin started the car and drove towards Fengyuan, Mu Qingxun took out the silk scarf from his trouser pocket, smoothed Qiao Yimo's lightly clenched fist, and held the silk scarf and handed it to Qiao Yimo with one finger at a time. Immo wiped his sweat.

Qiao Yimo looked at him for a while, then moved his gaze out of the car window.

As the car got closer and closer to Fengyuan, Qiao Yimo's shallow breathing gradually became thicker and thicker, the back of his hand against Mu Qingxun's warm palm was icy cold, and Mu Qingxun kept wiping the sweat in his palm, but instead more and more, why?
Can't finish it.

Mu Qingxun stopped and looked up at Qiao Yimo's side face, which was clean, fair and quiet.

But when she looked out of the car window, the corners of her eyes with thick eyelashes couldn't help twitching, but she didn't notice it at all.

Mu Qingxun rolled her Adam's apple slowly, grasped Qiao Yimo's hand, pulled Qiao Yimo forcefully, grabbed the back of her head, and rubbed her chest with all her strength.

Qiao Yimo's spine stiffened, and his eyes were wide open in front of his chest, but his movements and emotions didn't fluctuate much.

……

The car was about to stop, Qiao Yimo suddenly broke out from Mu Qingxun's arms, turned around, opened the car door and rushed down.

I don't know if it's empty in my arms or empty in my heart.

Mu Qingxun was a little startled, watching Qiao Yimo sprinting into the gate like a nimble rabbit, his black eyes flickered blank for a moment, and his handsome face also turned gray.

Cheng Yin looked at Mu Qingxun from the car mirror with complicated eyes.

I thought that after Qiao Yimo got out of the car, Mu Qingxun would get out of the car to look for her immediately, but after a while, Mu Qingxun maintained the posture when Qiao Yimo got out of the car, and had no intention of getting out of the car at all.

Cheng Yin swallowed her throat, only to realize that her voice was hoarse when she said it, "Boss, don't you want to get out of the car?"

Mu Qingxun didn't respond.

Cheng Yin closed her lips, said nothing, and silently unbuckled her seat belt before getting out of the car.

However, before he could open the car door, a thin figure ran out from the gate and rushed to the window of the rear seat where Mu Qingxun was sitting.

Cheng Yin watched helplessly as the woman's thin and fair hands came in from the car window, grabbed Mu Qingxun's collar with all her strength, stared at Mu Qingxun with frightened eyes, her lips were trembling and moving, struggling to say something.

Cheng Yin was shocked, her breath was stuck in her chest, and she even forgot what she was going to do for a while.

Mu Qingxun sat in the car with a desolate and indifferent expression, looking at the panicked face of the woman in front of her.

He clearly felt how hard she was pulling his collar with her hands, so hard that he felt pain in his neck and chest.

Suddenly, the neck loosened.

Mu Qingyan slid her throat, feeling extremely tight.

He watched the woman rummage through him in a panic, and it took him a long time to pull out the phone, his fingertips trembling as he tapped something on the phone screen.

After several minutes, she handed the phone to him with bloodshot eyes.

Mu Qing lowered her eyes.

"My child... I can't find my child... Where is my child? Huh?"

After so long, she only typed out these few words.

Mu Qingxun stared at the line for a long time, then said in a hoarse voice, "Sorry..."

Before Mu Qingxun could finish his sentence, a cloud of black flew past Cheng Yin's eyes, and in the next moment, he saw gurgles of blood rushing out of Mu Qingxun's forehead.

He took a deep breath, grabbed the steering wheel unconsciously, and slid his eyes to the black mobile phone hanging on Mu Qingxun's lap in horror...

He never expected that Qiao Yimo's emotions would suddenly become so intense that he would directly hit Mu Qing with his phone...

And, so ruthless.

bang bang—

The sound of slamming the car door was heard immediately.

Cheng Yin's brain nerves were tense, his throat was dry, and he looked over.

Entering the picture, Cheng Yin's trembling heart was successfully trembling again.

Qiao Yimo stood outside the car, waving her hands crazily, her face was full of tears, nothing but redness could be seen in her pupils, her whole body was trembling indescribably, the veins pulsating on her neck were like the next second. I'm going to break her thin
skin.

She couldn't make a sound, her emotions reached a critical point and she couldn't vent her emotions. She slammed on the car door and grabbed her chest hard, but it seemed that it was not enough.

Back rocking, crumbling.

pat.

The door opened.

Cheng Yin was so shocked by the scene that she forgot to breathe, she stared wide-eyed at Mu Qingxun, whose face was half covered with blood, got out of the car, and hugged Qiao Yimo silently.

Qiao Yimo was completely insane, and couldn't break free from Mu Qingxun's shackles, so she slapped Mu Qingxun's face frantically.

Every sound knocked into Chengyin's tympanic membrane made him tremble and horrified from the bottom of his heart.

Just like that, Mu Qingxun walked in while Qiao Yimo kept slapping him.

On the other hand, Cheng Yin sat in the car, stunned for a long time.

……

Mu Qingxun carried Qiao Yimo into the living room, and under the terrified gaze of a group of servants, she stepped upstairs and went straight to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Mu Qingxun put Qiao Yimo on the bed, clasped her hands that slapped his face, pressed them on the head of the bed, bowed her head and kissed her deeply.

Thick blood soon filled the mouths of the two of them, Mu Qingqian was silent, but also like crazy, hooking Qiao Yimo desperately.

The disparity in power between men and women is doomed that when a man is determined not to give in, a woman cannot break free or get rid of it.

Qiao Yimo's strength was quickly lost under such a contest, and she could only be absolutely crushed by Mu Qingxun.

Mu Qingxun stared at Qiao Yimo, some of the blood on his forehead leaked from his eyelids into his eyes, the blood red color was full of tyrannical factors, making people horrified.

Seeing that Qiao Yimo had no strength to resist, Mu Qingxun let go of Qiao Yimo's hands, and a big palm slowly slid down from the side of her face, along her neck and waist.

"..."

(End of this chapter)