Chatper 93 (2/2)

"I understand. By the way, what happened to the cloud grid? Did you get any results from your last conversation?"

"She is too stubborn. No one can change what she has decided."

Qin Yiyue nodded, not knowing what to say.

She has no position to express her opinion on these matters.

At this time, there were a few taps from the closing room, and a man in a black suit came in with a document.

Qin Yiyue nodded at the man in black, turned around and closed the door to go out.

He Qiaoyan took the document, glanced quickly, and focused on Mo Mushen's name.

"Are you sure it's Mo Mushen?"

"It has been confirmed repeatedly that Miss San's circle of friends is very simple, and the only man she cares about is Mo Mushen."

"Based on the time of her pregnancy, Mo Mushen happened to be injured and hospitalized during that time."

"The pregnancy time can only be guessed roughly, and it is normal to push forward or backward by a day or two."

A sharp light flashed across He Qiaoyan's obsidian-like eyes.

As soon as Qin Yiyue returned to the room, she heard the sound of the car starting to leave.

She went to the window and could only see the rear of the Maserati.

**

He Qiaoyan sat across from Mo Mushen, and said coldly, "Do you know the purpose of my visit today?"

Mo Mu lowered his eyebrows and said lightly, "I will marry Yun Zha."

"very good."

"He Qiaoyan, I don't understand how you are willing to marry your only sister to a man who doesn't love her, just because she is pregnant with my child?"

He Qiaoyan looked at Mo Mushen's face with almost no scars, "At least I can be sure that you won't use other women to hurt her."

"I can't say for sure. Maybe one day I will think about it, and I don't want to guard Ning Wei like a jade anymore. After all, she is dead. What's the point of guarding the body for a dead person? She can't see it. Timely pleasure isn't it Is it good? Like you, forget about her and find a woman to marry. That woman's name is Qin Yiyue, right?"

He Qiaoyan looked at Mo Mushen in silence, without saying a word.

The corner of Mo Muchen's mouth curled into an elegant smile, "Do you like her? Or the mole on her wrist?"

There was no emotion on He Qiaoyan's face, "I'll give you half a month to prepare for the wedding, and then invite someone to come to propose marriage."

"What if I don't?" Mo Muchen looked at the man in front of him provocatively.

This man is like a pool of calm water at all times, and no one can see what he is thinking.

He Qiaoyan looked back at Mo Mushen calmly, "I have a bunch of things in my hand that can make it difficult for you to stay in this circle."

"He Qiaoyan, you probably forgot that what I hate the most is being threatened by others, especially you!"

"You haven't reached the point where I can take your threat seriously. Don't be overwhelmed by your 2B fans. It's easy for me to destroy stars like you."

Mo Muchen replied lazily, "You're right. However, if I were to marry your sister, our positions wouldn't necessarily be so disparate."

"I'll wait." After He Qiaoyan dropped these words, he walked away.

Mo Mu looked at He Qiaoyan's back coldly, with a cold look in his eyes.