Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Send Mr. Hei back." Han Changqing smiled in a low voice, turned around and walked back to the villa.

Mr. Hei stood there reluctantly, took a few steps back, and stared at the villa, the hatred in his eyes became more and more intense, almost burning the place to ashes.

In the villa, Gu Chuyan was walking back and forth, and when she heard footsteps, she turned her head anxiously.

"How is it?" Gu Chuyan poured him a cup of coffee, and asked as she handed it over.

Han Changqing took the coffee and said politely, "Thank you sister-in-law."

He looked at Xiao Mohan, who was sitting on the sofa with a silver-white ultra-thin notebook on his lap, without raising his head, he said: "Don't lie to her, tell the truth."

"Yes." Han Changqing responded and took a sip of coffee.

"Master, as you expected, there is indeed a third group of people. But it's not black..." Han Changqing was a little excited, and he even looked at Xiao Mohan admiringly.

Mr. Hei is ambitious and possessive, but he didn't expect that this incident seems to have nothing to do with him.

"It's not him, so... Where's Gu Yan?" Gu Chuyan raised her eyes and looked at Han Changqing, feeling that things were getting worse.

Han Changqing stood there, putting the coffee cup on the coffee table.

He put his hands on his knees, remained silent for a while, looked up at Gu Chuyan, and said, "The person I suspected before was Gu Yan."

She listened and turned to look at Xiao Mohan.

Receiving her gaze, Xiao Mohan closed the notebook, clasped his slender fingertips on the edge, looked up at her, stretched out his hand to pull her, and sat down beside him.

"Mr. Hei was too ambitious. He secretly printed counterfeit money for distribution, but I destroyed it overnight. Xiao Ran missed and killed Mr. Hei's father."

"The ashes were blown up on the way back. I secretly ordered someone to investigate. There is a large amount of explosives in the backyard of the Gu family." Xiao Mohan simply told her.

Han Changqing became excited when he heard this, and said in a deep voice, "I can't carry this blame."

"But the evidence points to the Lord. Gu Yan wants to exacerbate the conflict between the Lord and Mr. Hei, so that he can benefit from it." Han Changqing put his hands on his knees, grabbed them tightly, and said.

Gu Chuyan lowered her head and remained silent for a few seconds.

Printing fake seals is deceiving the people.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Hei would do anything to get rich.

"Remember Li Mingsi?" Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice. Back then, in order to protect the land and expose Gu Yan, he committed suicide by jumping upstairs and recorded a video.

"How can you not remember that he died in front of me." Gu Chuyan's small hands were tightly clenched into a ball.

Li Mingsi is Gu Chengdong's good friend, so...

"Mr. Xiao." A bodyguard ran in from outside, handed the size to Xiao Mohan and said, "Shoe prints, and the size of the feet."

Xiao Mohan reached out to take it, glanced at it lightly, a sneer appeared in his silent black eyes, and he handed the thing to Han Changqing.

"Master, I'm going out for a walk." Han Changqing got up, said to him, turned around and strode away.

Gu Chuyan was silent, but she seemed to have guessed it.

"I'm going to bed." Gu Chuyan was in a bad mood. In fact, her people also went to investigate. Although the investigation was not as thorough as Xiao Mohan's, she was more or less suspicious.

Now, all the silence seems to be validating her thoughts.

Xiao Mohan got up and followed her. The two went back to the room and lay on the bed. He hugged her until she fell asleep before getting up and leaving.

In the early morning, it was windy and windy.

Gu Chuyan was lying on the bed, feeling her nightgown being lifted, and a burst of coolness hit her.

"Mo Han, don't make trouble." Gu Chuyan turned over and frowned.

"Pfft." Yao Rong laughed, stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, and asked, "Miss Gu, are you dreaming?"