The five people turned around and looked behind them.
There was no one else in the hall except Mo Qian.
She held a comb in her hand and squatted on the ground to comb the hair of the fat black cat without raising her head. "Besides, she didn't steal the painting."
When Chief Chen heard this, he seemed to know something about this little girl.
He tentatively wanted to trick her into talking, and approached with a smile, his attitude was very friendly, "Little girl, how do you know?"
Mo Qian raised his head, looked at him, and replied seriously, "I can tell."
"You can tell?"
"That's right," Mo Qian pointed to his eyes matter-of-factly, "You'll know it just by looking at it."
Chief Chen, "..." turns out to be a fool...
Gu Baiye sneered as he listened to the incoherent communication between the two people.
This little girl with a brain circuit problem has no other abilities, but her skills are extremely proficient in cultivation.
Although she said that Fu Xue didn't steal the painting, that was inevitable, but she said that he couldn't find it, which was really a joke.
There is no one in this world whom the Gu family cannot find.
Gu Baiye turned around disdainfully.
Walk out the door.
He didn't believe it, he couldn't find such a big living person!
…
The next morning.
Everyone was eating in the restaurant on the first floor.
Others only made a few small moves, only Mo Qian and her big fat black cat, like a starving ghost reincarnated, swept across the entire table.
I don’t know how a skinny little girl can have such a big appetite.
The black cat sitting next to her was even more lazy. He had to lie down all the way to eat without even thinking of raising his head.
Everyone sighed, if this person and one cat were to do mukbang on the Internet, it would probably become popular on the entire Internet.
The two of them ate happily. Others didn't even move their chopsticks and just watched them eat.
It wasn't until there was movement upstairs that everyone looked away and looked at the stairs.
Qiao He appeared on the stairs and walked downstairs slowly.
This time he walked down the stairs by himself.
Qiao He was wearing a simple cotton and linen suit, a blue top and black trousers. He had a cold expression and an excellent temperament. Although he was still a little thin and haggard, his oppressive aura could no longer be hidden.
Seeing Qiao He like this, everyone was shocked and amazed, and their eyes even blurred for a moment.
It's Mr. Qiao!
The Second Master Qiao from back then is back!
Qiao He has been a prominent figure in Beijing's wealthy circles since he was a child. In terms of knowledge, appearance, financial resources, IQ, and vision, no matter where you start from, he is the one who crushes everyone.
At that time, many wealthy people went to Qiao's house to propose marriage for their daughters, and they fought so hard that they wanted to stop their competitors on the way.
If Qiao He hadn't fallen ill for no reason three years ago, I'm afraid the threshold of the Qiao family would have been leveled by these wealthy people now!
Qiao He went down to the first floor.
Everyone stood up one after another, nodded and saluted, saying hello, "Master."
Only Mo Qian and her fat cat were still eating without lifting their heads and wanted to bury them in the table.
Qiao He's eyes fell on Mo Qian, and he curled his lips slightly.
Ye Fei followed him and saw the black cat lying on the chair.
He quickly stood in front of Qiao He and yelled at Mo Qian, "You can't bring the cat out!"
Although I agreed to keep the cat yesterday, I told her not to take the cat out of the room. Unexpectedly, she took the cat out early this morning and turned a deaf ear to other people's requests.
When Mo Qian heard Ye Fei's scream, he slowly raised his head, with half a piece of snack still in his mouth, and muttered, "Don't scream, you scared it. It was all your fault yesterday that it bit someone."
Ye Fei's face turned darker when he heard this, "You——"
"Ye Fei."
Qiao He's magnetic voice came from behind. The voice was calm and smooth, but Ye Fei could tell that the young master told him not to mind his own business...
Ye Fei grinded his teeth and rolled his eyes at Mo Qian for a long time before retreating behind Qiao He.
Mo Qian saw Qiao He and raised the small cake in his hand, "Qiao Er, have you eaten?"
"!!!"
When she spoke, the legs of everyone in the living room almost went weak with fear. Except for those prospective uncles from the Gu family, who would dare to talk to Qiao He like this!
You dare to call him Qiao Er, isn't this little girl crazy?
But Qiao He not only didn't have a dark face, but chuckled and said, "No, I've finished eating."
Qiao He usually doesn't eat downstairs. There is an exclusive restaurant upstairs just for him. Besides, even if he goes downstairs to eat, he will eat alone. Who among the Qiao family dares to eat at the same table with him...
When Mo Qian heard what he said, he was not polite. He worked hard and continued the CD operation.
Qiao He sat on the sofa in the living room, chose a seat where he could see the dining room, and quietly watched Mo Qian eat.
They were both calm.
No consideration was given to whether others would be uncomfortable or not...
Everyone around him was sitting on pins and needles.
Not sitting, not standing, not anywhere.
After being embarrassed for a long time, everyone found an excuse and left the living room.
I don’t dare to get in Mr. Qiao’s eyes here…
…
After Mo Qian finished eating, he patted his belly and then touched Xiao Hei's belly.
He smiled happily and said, "Is it delicious? I have never eaten so many delicious foods in the mountains!"
On weekdays, Mo Qian and the master would go down the mountain to beg for some rice and steamed buns, and then pick some vegetables from the mountain and boil them in water to make a meal.
In fact, Daoguan belongs to Zhengyi Sect, which allows eating meat and intermarriage, which is different from Quanzhen Sect.
However, if they eat meat, it must be three kinds of pure meat: they do not see killing, they do not hear killing, and they do not kill for themselves.
Killing is not allowed in Taoist temples, and Daodao Village is too poor to afford meat, so Mo Qian can count on one hand the number of times he has eaten meat.
When they came down the mountain, Mo Qian and Xiao Hei, a pair of good-for-nothings, looked like monkeys that had just been released from the foot of Wuzhi Mountain. They were as happy as heaven.
After eating and drinking, Mo Qian let Xiao Hei go to the yard and let him run around and digest.
And Mo Qian spread out the talisman papers that he had patched up all night long, one by one, and put them on the balcony to dry in the sun.
Seeing this, Qiao He winked at Ye Fei and motioned for him to help.
Ye Fei, "...", I don't want to...
But I dare not say...
Ye Fei reluctantly walked to the balcony with a dark face, reached out to pick up the talisman paper lying on the ground, and prepared to dry it on the clothes hanger.
"Hey, hey, don't move!"
When Mo Qian saw him, he immediately stopped him.
She quickly snatched the talisman paper back from Ye Fei's hand and patted it distressedly, "Ordinary people are harmful to spiritual energy. You can't do this job."
Ye Fei froze his hands in the air and stood there awkwardly.
When Qiao He saw it, he chuckled, like an enthusiastic audience watching a show.
Ye Fei looked at the young master, then at Mo Qian, and three black lines fell on his head...
He wanted to remind him.
Master, your elbow is almost on someone else’s arm!
