Pregnant wife is priceless

Chapter 21 Not Explosive enough!

"Miss Mo, Mr. Gu is in the exhibition hall, please come over!"

"...Mr. Gu!" With a long voice, Peng Shan looked up from the lace machine, looked vaguely at Mo Nian's flushed little face, and suddenly changed his face, "Who are you, what do you say?" Let’s go in the past, who knows if there is an explosion?”

"You two are overthinking. I am Mr. Gu's secretary. If you don't believe me, you can call to confirm. I just don't know if Ms. Mo will have time. It seems that Mr. Gu said to discuss the order of appearance!"

"Okay!" Pulling Peng Shan, Mo Nian confessed, intending to go back quickly.

In the sample room, Peng Shan thought about it, to be safe, let's lock the door!

When I got up, I didn't know if it was because I hadn't slept all night, or what, when my eyes suddenly went dark, and I fainted to the ground with a bang.

In the exhibition hall, Mo Nian turned left and right and searched twice, but found no one.

When I asked the staff, they all said they didn't know. I had an inexplicable bad feeling. The more I thought about it, the more wrong it became. It stands to reason that she doesn't have much time. Since the secretary is here, wouldn't it be better to just inform or give a call? ?

Grabbed a staff member, "Excuse me, do you know Mr. Gu's female secretary, where is she?"

"Female secretary? This lady, I'm afraid you don't know Mr. Gu well. He is always surrounded by men. Where did he come from?"

Oops!Mo Nian immediately returned to the sample room.

The first glance is Peng Shan lying on the ground, and the second glance is the empty mannequin stand. All the sample clothes from previous years have disappeared, not even half of the clothes left!

She gritted her teeth to help her friend, and pinched him, "Peng Shan, Peng Shan, wake up!"

"It hurts!" Peng Shan's small face was about to wrinkle, and she looked at her with a blurred vision, "Xiao Niannian, come back..." Before she finished speaking, she understood the situation and jumped up almost instantly, "What's the matter, where's the sample clothes?"

Mo Nian frowned, took a deep breath, "I was cheated!"

"It's so wicked, who did it, didn't even give a chance to modify it, go! Go to the police! I can't believe that such a big venue doesn't even have monitoring!"

It's okay not to mention monitoring, but when it comes to talking about it, the two of them went to find it together.

Sure enough, the venue was quite big, and the sample room was formally equipped with surveillance cameras, but it had been destroyed for a long time!

Peng Shan breathed out, not to mention how ashamed she was, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, if it wasn't for..."

"Okay, it's not your fault! Drink water first to see if your throat is..." Halfway through the speech, Mo Nian suddenly thought of something, plugged the water bottle, took out his friend's mobile phone, quickly typed a few lines with his fingers, "According to the content above, you will cooperate with me later!"

Peng Shan looked down, "Ahem, this, this..."

"Don't do that, wait for my call!" Mo Nian took a breath, went out and turned right, and asked about Baiqin's sample room.

Kick the door and enter.

At that time, Bai Qin was sitting in front of the makeup mirror to touch up her makeup.

Mo Nian stepped forward to snatch the lipstick, and slammed it on the ground, "Bai Qin, let me ask you..."

"Hey, who am I, isn't this my sister-in-law? What's the matter, you are also eligible to exhibit? Let me think about it, maybe there is something wrong with the sample, so come and settle the score with me!" Ticking the morning It was Xie Zhiyuan who gave her the manicures. Bai Qin sneered, "If there is no evidence, you must think it through before you talk about it!"

"Very good, let me ask you, did you record it when you eavesdropped on Tianlan Group that day?"

It's not a sample dress?Bai Qin snorted, "No, who likes to record your shameless things!"

"Oh, you didn't record it, but I did!" Mo Nian paused, "You said if I post it on the Internet, and then take a title, what should I choose? I'll take 'sister bed-on a vegetative state,'" Me and her brother are having a hot-romance at the end of the bed'?" She pursed her lips and thought again, "It doesn't seem to be hot enough! Isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)