Chapter 450 (2/2)

Song Jiangchen heard the coldness in Mu Qingge's words, frowned and was about to explain to her. Mu Qingge said, ”before the real facts come, I will only believe in Ouyang silk.”

After speaking, he turned to enter the ward, leaving song Jiangchen with a slight condensation in his eyebrows.

Ouyang silk see her, discontented asked: ”Qingge, why don't you let me divorce?” She has some doubts. What mu Qingge said to her yesterday seemed to support her divorce.

”No, I just want you to think about it carefully.” Speaking of this, MuQing geweidun, and said: ”also, I will go out at noon, and maybe give you a surprise.”

In the end, mu Qingge is not sure, because when she dials that number, the number is already empty. She knows that the person is deliberately covering up his whereabouts.

”What's the surprise?” Ouyang silk is expected to be curious, even Ouyang Xiong also looked sideways, mu Qingge slightly pursed his lips, ”Sisi, uncle, I am not sure, in order not to let you down, I will not tell you.”

Despite some disappointment, Ouyang silk still gave up the inquiry.

Staying in the ward until noon, Ouyang Xiong left first because of the company's business. At 11:30, mu Qingge packed up his lunch box and said to Ouyang silk: ”you stay here, I'll go first.”

Ouyang silk nodded and looked at her pitifully with her big stomach. ”Qingge, would you like to come back soon? I'm bored by myself. ” The voice has fallen.

Mu Qingge warm voice comfort her, ”I try to come back as soon as possible.” Ouyang silk is satisfied to let her go.

When she drove to the coffee shop, mu Qingge got out of the car and looked around. She found that it was very close to song Jiangchen company. So, the woman who called her could be someone from their company.

With a guess in mind, mu Qingge enters the coffee shop, and the number he calls becomes empty. Mu Qingge has no way to contact that person. She is a little confused. How can she determine that person?

At this time, her mobile phone rings, click open a look, is a text message, ”to the left, in the corner.” Mu Qingge walked in and saw a woman in overalls sitting there.

”Hello, I'm mu Qingge.” She went to the woman and held out her hand. The woman was nervous and shy. She held her hand and said, ”Hello, I'm the one who called you.”

”Well, I can hear that.” Mu Qingge said, sitting opposite her, without too much chatting, directly cut into the theme: ”you say, you have Ouyang silk and Jingyue...” Words did not finish, was interrupted by a woman's vigilant face: ”I have, you don't say it.”

Mu Qingge some speechless, for women's excessive vigilance, ”there is no one around us.” The corner she was looking for was remote enough that there was no one else but them.

”But there's surveillance here, if anyone sees it.” The woman said, a face of shock, mu Qingge slightly frowned, found that the woman some wrong, ”you, OK?”

”Yes, I'm sorry, I I'm so nervous. I'm sorry Her face seems to stimulate the woman, the woman suddenly stood up, a face flustered apology.

Mu Qingge Wei Zheng, the woman's excessive tension made her have some conjectures in her heart, her voice became gentle: ”it's OK, I don't blame you, you're careful, there's no mistake.”

Mu Qingge's approval made the woman stay in a daze. She opened her eyes and seemed unable to believe her ears. ”You said, my caution is right, right?”

The expectation in her eyes is too obvious, like a person who denies it for countless times, grabs the expectant look of life-saving straw. Mu Qingge nods gently, but her voice is gentle but affirms: ”yes, your caution is not wrong.”

In such a simple sentence, women cry with joy, mu Qingge Also very helpless.

In this paper towel silent accompany her for a long time, the woman's cry voice finally become smaller and smaller, but still did not stop sobbing, mu Qingge expressed very helpless about this.”Can you stop crying?” She finally couldn't bear to ask, for fear of scaring her, her voice was as soft as possible.

But the woman was still scared and stopped crying, ”sorry, I cried too long.” Mu Qingge couldn't help laughing at the woman's silly appearance.

With tears on her face, she looked at her stupidly, as if she didn't understand why she was so happy.

”I'm sorry, you're really cute. I couldn't help laughing for a moment.” Mu Qingge looks at her soft eyes, and the simplicity of this woman makes her put down her vigilance.

”Thank you.” Being praised by the same sex, the woman's face was still red. Suddenly, she thought of something and quickly took out her mobile phone and handed it to Mu Qingge, ”here is Ouyang Sisi and Jingyue. ” Jing Yue was said by her in silence.

Mu Qingge nodded clearly, picked up the mobile phone and found that it was a new mobile phone. She thought that the video was also transmitted to her again.

Under the guidance of a woman, mu Qingge opened the video. First of all, the color of the floor was covered with a woman's explanation. ”I had a rough time with my good colleagues that day, and I was very sad, so I ran to the stairwell.”

Speaking of this, the woman stopped and added: ”I have a habit, that is, when I have unhappy or sad things, I will open the video recorder to record the unhappy things, record them into videos, and then throw them into the recycle bin. I feel that my unhappiness has also entered the recycle bin.”

Mu Qingge was a little surprised and exclaimed, ”this decompression method is good.”

The woman was praised, but still a little shy. She pursed her lips and then said, ”that day, as soon as I turned on the video recorder, I heard a voice below. I looked down curiously and saw Miss Ouyang Sisi and Jing Yue.”

”After watching the whole thing, when I saw Ouyang silk and Jing Yue bleeding being carried away, I was scared and didn't dare to make a sound. Then I found out that I accidentally recorded the whole incident.”

As she spoke, mu Qingge had already watched the whole video. Thinking of the incomprehension and injustice suffered by Ouyang silk, mu Qingge became angry, ”then why didn't you say it earlier?” She was on her way immediately.

The woman was startled and her eyes were red again. ”Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I don't know I don't know who to talk to, and I'm afraid of being known by others. I've been, until now. ”

The woman's voice has choked, mu Qingge Leng for a moment, the reaction came over immediately guilty: ”sorry, it's not your fault, I'm just, too excited.” With the cautious appearance of a woman, mu Qingge can guess that she has some delusions of being murdered.

It is not easy for a person with delusion of persecution to come forward with this evidence and give it to her, a stranger to her. She even blamed her.

”I'm sorry, I'm really sorry.” Mu Qingge sincerely apologized to her.

Some shy woman shook her head, low said: ”it doesn't matter, I don't blame you.”