Cold Boss's Adorable Baby

After being yelled by his father, mu Yihuai reacts. It turns out that he, who has always been steady, is stupid!

So, with a self mockery, he immediately called his brother Mu Yandi, who was far away in s city.

However, no one answered Mu Yandi's mobile phone, which was the case after several calls.

The next day, it was getting brighter. Mosen's body was washed to the beach by the waves, and was soon found by passing fishermen.

"Well, who did this! How can such a small child do it? "

" look at this, I should have been left here last night! "

Several fathers' adults looked at the small body without a good piece of meat, and they were very angry.

"Don't look! Don't look. This child must have been abducted by a human trafficker. How sad it would be for parents to see this

"Why don't we call the police?"

"That's the only way!"

After a discussion, several people reported the case to the local police station

Gu Shijing didn't sleep all night. He was looking for mu Xiaoxiao's whereabouts. There was blood in his eyes.

“boss……”

Just as Gu Shijing's eyes were looking at the computer screen efficiently, Zhang Ming came in with some photos in his hand, and his face was not very good.

"What's up? Have you found it?"

As soon as Zhang Ming came in, Gu Shijing asked anxiously.

"Well Boss, otherwise, we'd better give up looking for it! There will be no result if we go on looking like this! "

Zhang Ming didn't dare to show Gu Shijing the picture in his hand. Even he couldn't see it.

"Go ahead if you don't find it!"

Gu Shijing said coldly and put his eyes on the computer screen again.

"Alas! The child, she She... "

"Go on!"

Zhang Ming really can't say that dead word.

"The child, she It's dead. This is a picture! "

Zhang Ming had been struggling in his heart for a long time, so he summoned up his courage and handed the photo to Gu Shijing.

When he heard the dead word, Gu Shijing wanted to scold Zhang Ming, but after seeing the photos, he couldn't say a word.

"Where's the body?"

seeing the little face in the photo, Gu Shijing stood up and asked coldly.

There's nothing wrong with your face! As if nothing had happened. However, after following him for so long, Zhang Ming knew very well that Gu Shijing was extremely sad.

He was the same when his mother died.

"I've sent it to the funeral home!"

Zhang Ming sighed and said with a sad face.

Wen Yan, Gu Shijing did not say a word later, so he strode away, even forgot to take his coat.

Zhang Ming immediately picked up the clothes on the hanger and hurriedly followed them.

In the funeral home, Morson's little body was covered with a white cloth and lay quietly on a small table.

Gu Shijing raced to the funeral home and stood in front of the body. He didn't lift the white cloth for a long time.

"Boss, you..."

Zhang Ming, standing beside him, looks at Gu Shijing worried.

Hearing this, Gu Shijing raised his hand and slowly opened the white cloth. The terrible scars on Mosen's body were clearly presented in front of his eyes.

One by one, big and small traces, even an adult would be thrilled to see.

Gu Shijing's slender fingers, slightly trembling, touched those heinous wounds.