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Different from the quiet and dark surroundings of the library and the bustling snack street, the home is warm and soft. Mo Shuang and Zhuo Weilan are wrapped in the same blanket and watching TV, the sound of the TV is not too loud, just enough to fill the air. The living room was full, and there were occasional sounds of two people whispering, blending in a warm atmosphere.

"Qinwen, you're back." Zhuo Weilan straightened up to greet her.

The place next to his wife was suddenly vacant, Mo Shuang was a little unhappy, but he still smiled at her as a family member.

"Well, I'm back." Mo Qinwen is a sensible person, and she doesn't want to disturb her cousin, "I'm going upstairs to do my homework."

Zhuo Weilan noticed that she had a bouquet of roses in her hand, "Huh? Did someone send you flowers?"

Embarrassed, Mo Qinwen didn't want to bring up the embarrassing story that she didn't deliver the mobile phone or the flowers, so she still said the word "no" vaguely, and hurried upstairs.

Zhuo Weilan and Mo Shuang turned to look at Yi Qing with blank faces, "What's going on?"

Yi Qing answered the key point, "I bought it myself."

Mo Qinwen was about to step on the last step of the stairs, and could vaguely hear some conversations below.These words floated into her ears, and the shame and anger in her heart formed an invisible rope, which tripped her firmly.She held on to the handrail so that she didn't fall down. She glanced back and saw that Yi Qing was still speaking calmly and calmly. She got anxious and yelled downstairs, "Don't say it!"

Downstairs was quiet.

After Mo Qinwen yelled, she went back to her room, threw away the bouquet casually, closed the door and locked herself.

The bouquet flew out, and the plastic paper packaging scratched across the smooth surface of the coffee table, making a harsh friction sound. The car didn't stop when it reached the edge, and fell to the ground without any sound, leaving only a muffled sound.

Mo Qinwen's anger from embarrassment had almost been vented from the moment she threw out the bouquet. Looking around, she saw the bouquet pitifully huddled in a corner, and walked over with a sigh.She bent down to pick it up, squeezed the deformed wrapping paper to sort it out, fiddled with it and found a greeting card inside, took it out for a closer look.

The greeting card is pink, with a love heart pattern, and there is a printed template love saying inside: I want to keep you in my heart and silently guard by my side.

"It's really nasty." Mo Qinwen muttered.

She wanted to throw the greeting card away, but when she put it together, she smelled a faint fragrance, felt the good texture of the greeting card's surface and the comfort of her fingertips, and felt that it was a pity to throw it away, "Forget it, let's put it like this first. In case Is there a chance to deliver it tomorrow?"

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Mo Qinwen roared and returned to the room, leaving everyone looking at each other in blank dismay.

"Is she broken in love?" Zhuo Weilan was worried, "It looks like you're not in a good mood..."

"The emotions of adolescent girls are so unstable, let's leave her alone." Mo Shuang comforted his wife, then turned to ask Yi Qing, what's going on today?"

Yi Qing took out her record booklet, explained the truth to Mo Shuang, and reported the expenses spent today by the way.Mo Shuang was very generous to Mo Qinwen, and provided Mo Qinwen with pocket money and bodyguard salary at the same time, and also provided a large amount of extra budget, saying: "I will cover any expenses in the process of protecting Qinwen, and if it is not enough, I will pay for it." Ask me." Now there are only two people protecting Mo Qinwen, Yi Qing thinks it is unnecessary, but still respects Mo Shuang's opinion, and shows Mo Shuang what money she spends every day, and she is determined not to embezzle it for her own selfish desires.

"No need, I trust you." Mo Shuang still didn't look at the expense list.

Without asking, Yi Qing took back the list.

When Mo Qinwen got home safely, the bodyguards could get off work.Yi Qing and Xiao Ding say goodbye to their boss and prepare to go home.Xiao Ding's home is much closer than Yi Qing's, so he gave up the driver's seat to Yi Qing for the convenience of getting off the bus.Yi Qing put the notebook away and concentrated on driving, but Xiao Ding was a restless person. He opened the notebook and glanced at it, and suddenly said, "Senior sister, you forgot to write the cost of the roses in."

Yi Qing was silent for a moment, then said, "Well, I forgot."

"Shall I make it up for you?" Xiao Ding picked up the pen.

"No." Yi Qing said, "Xiaoqian, I'll do it."

Xiao Ding rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Senior Sister, are you giving the rose to Mo Qinwen?"

Yi Qing frowned, "Don't touch the notebook, shut up and sit down."

Xiao Ding obeyed obediently, feeling aggrieved:

She told the truth, why was she murdered?

Chapter 17 The Past

After the chaos surrounded by reporters was over, Yi Qing increased the manpower, and asked more bodyguards to go to the school to check the situation in advance like Xiao Ding did last time, and arrange a detour route when seeing suspicious people.

Mo Qinwen doesn't know how to arrange it, but she knows that the vigilant Yi Qing will pick up the courier calls, so she can only watch Yi Qing ask what courier she asks, and mutter, "What about it?" ..."

Yi Qing already asked clearly and returned the phone, "Your phone case has arrived."

"Oh!" Mo Qinwen immediately jumped up from her seat, "I'll get it now."

Yi Qing pressed her back blankly, "I'll send someone to take it, you eat."

Mo Qinwen glanced at Xiao Ding who was patrolling outside the restaurant, and could only be obedient in order not to attract more attention.

After a while, Xiao Zhou took the package back. Mo Qinwen threw away the soup spoon, wiped her hands and opened the package. Seeing the layers of packages inside, there was still a glimmer of expectation. When she saw the real thing, her face collapsed: No I don't know if it's the psychological effect or the quality difference. With the same pattern and style, this phone case is not as good as the one Wu Xiaoman sent.

Mo Qinwen changed her mobile phone, touched it and felt that it didn't feel good, and asked Yi Qing next to her, "Can you see that it's a different one?"

Yi Qing's answer was very embarrassing, "Xiao Man usually doesn't look at you carefully."

"..." Mo Qinwen got angry and slapped the table to get up, "Nonsense!"

Yi Qing calmly pushed her back again.

Obviously her arms are not much thicker than hers, but Yi Qing's strength is stronger.At this time, Mo Qinwen hated her lack of exercise so much, she sat back unwillingly, put away her mobile phone properly, turned her grief and anger into appetite, and continued to eat.

When she was full, she returned to the classroom accompanied by Yi Qing.With so many bodyguards around her, she wasn't afraid of falling and bumping herself, and she just observed whether the new phone case would wear off.It seems that after looking at it, she still feels that this kind of lying is too uncomfortable, thinking of any way to change the phone case justifiably, and intends to confess and apologize.

Mo Qinwen made up her mind and began to think of a way to apologize.She felt that it was too insincere to say I'm sorry, so she went to the boutique store and bought a few DIY doll kits, planning to use her lunch break to make them and send them to Wu Xiaoman.

"First, sew a and b together..." Mo Qinwen thought about it, and started slowly.

Yi Qing was beside her, not saying a word.

Mo Qinwen thought it was quite simple after reading the instructions, but when she started to actually find out that there were too many uncertain factors, "Huh? Why is it crooked, the lace left is so wide that it is different from the picture... I'd better draw a line to be sure." point."

Yi Qing couldn't bear to watch it anymore, "The lines will be crooked too."

"..." Mo Qinwen didn't expect that Yi Qing would hear her talking to herself, and threw away the failed product angrily, "Okay, it's useless."

Yi Qing stopped her from throwing trash, "I'll teach you."

"Would you?" Mo Qinwen expressed her doubts.

Yi Qing didn't say much, picked up another needle, threaded the thread, and connected the two pieces of CD that also needed to be stitched together. The needle and thread that were disobedient just now suddenly became flexible and light. The words are true.

Mo Qinwen stared blankly at the gradually formed doll's ears, and lost interest in the process of threading the needle. Instead, she raised her head and fixedly looked at Yi Qing.

Yi Qing was still expressionless when she did this, her eyes were as serious and focused as usual, not at all casual, her slightly bowed posture lacked the heroic spirit that made people's eyes shine, but it was very attractive, which made people not know I can't move my eyes from staring.