Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

They were silent, Wenshui leaned aside, picked up a cigarette and lit it.

"Ask uncle." Xiao Yijue reached out and blocked his lighter, signaling him not to mention it.

As Wenshui listened, he glanced at Mo Qingcheng who was lying on the bed, put away the lighter, and said, "If this Mo Qingcheng is really the girl from back then..."

"I think you should let Mo Shuainan come over," Wenshui said.

Xiao Yijue listened and remained silent.

Looking towards the balcony, Wenshui stared at the figure through the glass window for a long time, and said in disbelief: "He is there?"

"Here." Xiao Yijue responded.

Xiao Yichu walked to the balcony and watched Mo Shuainan standing on the balcony smoking.

When Mo Shuainan heard the noise, he raised his eyes and saw her. He subconsciously put out the cigarette, threw it aside, coughed deeply and said, "I just smoked a cigarette."

Xiao Yichu said nothing and came to stand beside him for a long time.

"I remember you had a sister when you were young." Xiao Yichu said in a low voice.

The memory drifted back to her childhood, as if it was a distant country. The memory was a little fuzzy, but it was very clear in her memory. If he hadn't taken her back to Dragon Vein to restore her memory, she might not have been able to remember it.

"She looks very similar." Mo Shuainan said hoarsely.

He turned his eyes back and looked at Mo Qingcheng lying on the bed in the bedroom through the balcony glass. He said in a deep voice, "But I'm not sure."

"I remember my mother said that she had a birthmark on the back of her waist. She had been injured when she was a child. There was also a physical injury next to the birthmark. The injury was too deep so the scar could not be erased," Mo Shuainan said.

Xiao Yichu listened and said, "Just wait."

She returned to the bedroom, separated Wenshui and Xiao Yijue, lifted up the sheets, hooked her fingertips on Mo Qingcheng's top, and lifted it up to see the back of her waist.

"Mo Shuainan." Xiao Yichu was stunned for a moment.

She hurriedly called out, and Mo Shuainan walked in.

"Look." Xiao Yichu said. Her fingertips touched Mo Qingcheng's waist and whispered, "It's obviously been crossed out."

When Mo Shuainan saw this, he clenched his hands into fists.

"I'll find a way to recover." Xiao Yichu said.

Recently, she and Wenshui were working on a potion that could restore the skin to its original state even if it was damaged. This kind of brand-new medical potion had not yet been developed.

"Uncle Wen." Xiao Yichu went to discuss with Wenshui.

After Mo Shuainan agreed, an appraisal was made for him. Before the appraisal came out, Xiao Yichu used potion to apply it on the injury behind Mo Qingcheng's waist.

"Ah." Mo Qingcheng struggled in pain while sleeping.

It was as if she was disturbed by something terrifying in her sleep. With Xiao Yichu's comfort, she gradually fell asleep. Seeing this, Wenshui said to Xiao Yijue: "Let's talk outside."

"I'll call mother." Xiao Yijue said.

Unexpectedly, Mo Qingcheng would suddenly appear. Gang Mo Shuainan's actions had undoubtedly confirmed Mo Qingcheng's identity. Unexpectedly, the person the Mo family had been looking for would actually be in S city.

"Has the network been closed?" Wenshui watched him finish the phone call. He poured a glass of wine and asked quietly.

Xiao Yijue put his cell phone aside, took the wine and drank, and said, "Well, uncle let Gong Ling go, and his people went to the bar and were all captured."

"Now Gong Ling has nowhere to escape, waiting for him to fall into the trap." Xiao Yijue said coldly.

Wenshui looked at the information on the side, flipped through it, admiration flashed in his eyes, and said, "Have you figured out every important corner of Gong Ling and cleared them all?"