The three of them looked at her.
Every face says hesitant to speak.
After a while, Gu Baiye said in disgust, "The painting is lost! I'll show you the shit."
This little girl can always make others angry in more annoying ways.
Sure enough, she spoke again.
"You are so stupid. Of course you are looking at the photos." Mo Qian's tone was full of disgust.
Gu Baiye, "..."
He touched the ashtray on the table and refrained from knocking Mo Qian on the head.
Just this mouth?
The beatings were all light.
She should really learn from Fu Xue how to shut up!
Gu Baiye was so angry that his head was smoking.
Mo Qian couldn't understand it at all.
She didn't pay any attention to Gu Baiye's expression, and jumped up and sat down on the unused sofa next to the three of them.
He said with a warm-hearted look, "I'll help you find it."
Three faces opposite, "..."
After a moment, Gu Shaoting refused, "No, you have already helped enough."
He refused happily, and Mo Qian answered more confidently.
"You can't find it anyway, so you might as well beg me."
Gu Shaoting, "..."
He somehow knew why Gu Baiye didn't abandon this girl at home.
No normal person in the family can compete with this fool.
The three people who were chatting attentively were interrupted by Mo Qian.
The topic cannot be continued.
The unlucky Gu Baiye was the one who brought the person here, so of course he has to be responsible for solving the problem.
Gu Baiye deeply felt that he now looked like an unfair old father.
The bastard raised at home cannot be thrown away, and she has to clean up the mess while raising it.
What evil has he done?
Gu Baiye cursed the quintessence of the nation in his heart, but he still had to take care of what should be done. He walked over and pressed Mo Qian's head, twisting her to the door.
"Don't talk, don't move, just play with the cat. I'll treat you to a big dinner tonight."
"Meow--"
The person who answered him was not Mo Qian, but Xiao Hei who was pretending to be dead on the ground again.
It tilted its round belly, its hands and feet clamped straight on its sides, motionless, its two blue-green cat eyes staring straight at Gu Baiye, fearing that he would regret it.
Gu Baiye looked into the silly eyes and grinned speechlessly.
This cat really cannot die.
Otherwise, where can I find another stupid thing that has the same resemblance to Mo Qian?
…
Mo Qian tried to enter the house again, but couldn't.
Aunt Little Hei hugged Mo Qian just like Ziwei hugged Er Kang's leg in the TV series.
Say nothing and don't let go.
Mo Qian had to admire how Aunt Little Hei was able to bend and stretch in order to have a good meal.
She believed that if Gu Xiangwei brought Xiao Hei a meal of braised pork, he would immediately lie on her face and lick her wounds.
Mo Qian squatted down, grabbed Xiao Hei's neck, and lifted him back into his arms.
"I'll take you downstairs to play without disturbing Gu Laoliu."
"Meow~"
Xiao Hei screamed delicately.
He immediately fell meekly into Mo Qian's arms and followed her downstairs obediently.
…
Mo Qian didn't see the painting on the third floor.
I went downstairs and asked someone else to inquire.
She randomly asked a servant of the Chen family.
Soon the aunt found the photo from her phone and showed it to Mo Qian.
In fact, this matter has already exploded on the Internet. Once you go online, you can see what the painting looks like.
Only Mo Qian, who is internet-illiterate, doesn't know anything.
After Mo Qian finished reading the painting, he sat cross-legged and meditated in the living room of Chen's house.
Recall the images in your mind.
But before she could figure out anything, she heard chaotic sounds outside the villa.
Not long after, the door of the villa was kicked open with a bang, and then a drunk man broke in.
This man looked quite human, but he smelled of alcohol and was staggering into the house with a whiskey bottle in his hand.
Just at this moment, Mr. Chen and the two Gu brothers came down from upstairs after finishing their conversation, and bumped into Jiu Mengzi.
Jiu Mengzi is none other than Mr. Chen’s fourth son, Chen Junlang.
As soon as Chen Jianye saw the bearish appearance of his fourth son, Huo Dadi stepped forward and slapped him on the back of the head.
"Why did you go out to drink again! It's only noon and you're already a puddle of mud!"
Mr. Chen sounded like he hated iron.
This fourth son is the least carefree in the family. He is involved in everything from eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling.
Chen Junlang stood beside his father with a smile and put his elbow on Chen Jianye's shoulder, "Old Chen, why do you care about so many things?"
He acted like he was a brother to his father, and said stupid things in his mouth, which made Chen Jianye angry.
Mo Qian was looking at Chen Junlang quietly at this time.
I saw her looking at him, and the corners of her lips suddenly curved.
How could there be such a stupid murderer to knock on the door by himself!
Mo Qian told Qiao He that she would not pursue the murderer.
That's because chasing the murderer requires the use of the brain, not just the eyes. Mo Qian hates using the brain, so of course he has to reject Qiao He.
But since the murderer was brought before her, she couldn't pretend not to see it.
Mo Qian stood up neatly, walked straight to Chen Junlang, pointed at him and said without any hesitation, "You stole the painting."
This sentence is like pressing the pause button.
Everyone in the room looked at Mo Qian with all kinds of strange looks, but none of them were good.
Especially Chen Junlang, whose eyes were as wide as a bull's eye and his face was filled with horror.
But before the son said anything, his father became angry first.
Chen Jianye clicked at Mo Qian angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about, little girl! My son was not at home those days, how could he steal the painting!"
"Are you sure?" Mo Qian asked.
She tilted her head and said even more shocking words with a calm expression, "You don't have to protect him, he is not your biological son."
This is really shocking.
Every word is thrown at the Chen family like a bomb, without caring about the life or death of others.
Gu Baiye couldn't listen anymore.
This girl immediately slapped a cuckold on the CEO of one of the top 100 companies in the country.
No matter who you are, who will be willing to listen.
Don't tear her mouth apart, that's all part of the education.
Gu Baiye walked up behind Mo Qian, and without saying a word, he went up to cover her mouth with his big hand, and gritted his teeth and squeezed out three words in her ear, "Shut up."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt Mo Qian tap his wrist lightly, and then his hand went numb.
She had to let go of her mouth.
Mo Qian wiped his mouth unhappily and muttered, "Do you rich people like to raise other people's children?"
These words made Chen Jianye's face turn green and red with anger. He glared at Mo Qian and shouted angrily, "Leave my house immediately! If you don't leave, I will call the police and arrest you!"
Mr. Chen also saved a little face for the two young masters of the Gu family.
No one was directly arranged to throw Mo Qian out.
When Mo Qian heard this, he frowned, acting like he was reasonable and he was the best.
"You are a fake son who has done too many evil things. Stealing paintings is not a big deal. He also bullies the weak and rapes young girls. He has too many evil deeds. It is bound to happen sooner or later. Be careful that he affects your whole family."
Mo Qian's words became more and more outrageous.
Although the fourth son of the Chen family is indeed a bit playful, he has never done anything evil.
Mo Qian almost wanted to put the blame on him.
At this time, not to mention Mr. Chen, even the servants of the Chen family can't stand it.
Everyone glared at Mo Qian.
But Chen Junlang was the only one hiding behind the crowd, his face turned pale, he was completely sober and his body was no longer bent.
He secretly clenched his fists and stared at Mo Qian.
Who does this smelly girl belong to?
Dare to come to his territory and gossip!
