Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

At night, the lights are dim and the shadows of the lights are shaking.

The sound of footsteps on the ground, from far to near.

Song Ke stared at the tightly closed door with a pair of cloudy eyes, panting heavily.

There was a creaking sound.

The iron door in the basement, which had been in disrepair for a long time, was pushed open from the outside.

A tall and slender figure of a man walked in against the light above his head.

The shiny black leather boots stepped on the ground, and he looked at the man curled up by the wall with burning eyes.

Song Ke raised his head with difficulty, and there was a faint creaking sound from his neck.

The man's eyes seemed to fall on him with substance.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I would be targeted a long time ago, right?"

Song Ke's voice seemed to be an old bellows pulled open, making an unpleasant sound.

With one hand in his pocket, Mo Siting walked slowly towards this side.

Song Ke seems to be talking to himself: "So, all this time, you have been actively throwing out bait, trying to tempt me to jump into the set you have already designed, so that you will pay such a thousand dollars worth of money. Wan's list is given to me to follow up, which is also part of your plan."

Perhaps it was because he spoke too fast, which made Song Ke gasp for breath. He couldn't catch his breath, so he stopped and gasped for a while.

"The company we cooperate with is also an empty shell company, Mo Siting, you are so ruthless! You can make everything right? You are just a fucking..."

Before he could utter the curse words, a bodyguard next to him raised his hand and slapped him severely.

"be honest!"

These bodyguards were all mercenaries, and they were extremely ruthless.

Such a slap can spit out the bloody saliva that Song Ke slapped.

"Ahem, cough, am I wrong?" Song Ke raised his head, "You really took pains to target such a small person like me."

Mo Siting squatted down and looked at Song Ke at the same level, "You are so smart, you should know that since I came late at night, I must have something to ask, right?"

Song Ke sneered.

"Is there anything else you don't know?"

"Yes, for example, who is your mastermind behind the scenes?"

Song Ke was really taken aback.

He didn't expect that Mo Siting could guess that he had someone behind the scenes.

You know, when he met with the other party, he was very secretive, and he never showed his feet at all.

It's just that he also thought that what he did did not show any flaws, but why...

"Okay, I can tell you who I am behind the scenes, but in exchange, I want you to tell me one thing."

"Say."

"How did you know that I was the traitor?" Song Ke said, "I think there is absolutely nothing that can make you doubt."

Mo Siting sneered, stood up, and moved back.

"You have no flaws in your business."

"Then how do you know? You can't just pour dirty water on me out of thin air like this?"

Lu Bei kicked Song Ke angrily, "Dirty water? Is this dirty water? You should do it yourself! If you didn't have such dirty thoughts about our Miss Qiao."

Song Ke understood immediately.

Qiao Zhinuan...

It turned out that it was Qiao Zhinuan again.

Lu Bei asked: "Tell me! Who is your mastermind behind the scenes?!"

Song Ke's eyes turned cold for a moment, and then he started laughing again with a broken voice, his voice vibrating, "Even if you kill me, I won't say it."

Lu Bei immediately asked the bodyguards next to him to fight.

Mo Siting raised his hand and stopped the two of them.

"Whatever you fight, we are civilized people, don't be so rude."

Lu Bei: "..."

Song Ke: "..."

Mo Siting immediately led Lu Bei out.

"Call the people from the procuratorate to come and bring them here."

"Yes."

Lu Bei followed behind Mo Siting, but he still didn't understand a little bit.

"Boss, why didn't you ask me just now?"

"Lu Bei, have your mind become simpler?"

"..."

"Now Song Ke is a bait."

When Lu Bei heard this, he suddenly realized, "Oh! I understand, I actually want to pull out the mastermind behind the scenes!"

Now that Song Ke has been arrested, the mastermind behind the scenes must already know, and he will definitely be ready to move!

All that needs to be done now is to wait patiently.

Mo Siting didn't let Lu Bei follow, and drove back to the Mo family mansion.

Han Xiangjun just came down from upstairs.

Call the maid to tidy up the children's room, Mo Xiaomo has just fallen asleep.

Mo Siting raised his leg and was about to go up, but was stopped by Han Xiangjun.

"Why are you going? Your son is already asleep."

Mo Siting frowned, "What happened to him today?"

Only now did Han Xiangjun talk about it, "Today, Zhi Nuan said he would pick it up, so he called Jiang Siyan, but who knew, when kindergarten was out of school in the afternoon, Mo Xiaomo came back alone, and he still took a taxi. Following Zhi Nuan, Xiao Mo looked furious, and when he got upstairs, he threw things and shut himself in the bathroom, and now he just coaxed him to lie on the bed and fall asleep."

Listening to Han Xiangjun's words, Mo Siting's frown became deeper and deeper.

Shouldn't.

Mo Xiaomo has always liked Qiao Zhinuan very much, and it is not too much to stay together 24 hours a day, so why would he lose his temper with her.

Besides, Qiao Zhinuan has only moved away for a few days, and Mo Xiaomo has been moaning and sighing all day long in Fenglin Garden.

Mo Siting was about to go upstairs.

Han Xiangjun hurriedly stopped him.

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, Mom, I have a measure."

Mo Siting could not walk to the door.

He tried to unscrew the door, but found that it was locked from the inside.

this kid...

Mo Siting's forehead twitched with veins.

He found a spare key and opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a small figure lying on the bed, covering his head with the quilt.

Mo Siting: "..."

It was obvious that he hadn't slept yet.

He walked to the bed, sat down, raised his hand and patted the small body covered by the quilt, "Tell Dad, what's the matter?"

Mo Xiaomo didn't understand.

Mo Siting said: "Oh, I see, if you don't like Xiao Qiao, that's fine, Xiao Qiao will be mine alone in the future, and she won't make you delicious snacks, and won't sleep with you , and won’t pick you up from kindergarten.”

The small figure under the quilt began to shake.

Mo Siting continued: "Mo Xiaomo, this is half-hearted behavior. You ignored Xiao Qiao today. Didn't you think about how sad Xiao Qiao must be now!"

Mo Xiaomo lifted the quilt.

The small body seemed to burst out with great strength in an instant.

He stared at Mo Siting, his fingers tightly gripping the phone, the knuckles of his chubby hands were a little white.

He held up his phone.

On the screen of the phone, there was a sentence: [Where is my mother? 】