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She seemed so preoccupied that she didn't even notice Mozi Yao approaching. Until he sat down next to her, a strange but cold breath suddenly hit her. She suddenly turned her head and bumped into Mozi Yao's warm eyes.

The distance between them was very close. Mozi Yao could vaguely smell the faint milk fragrance on her. The familiar taste softened his eyebrows and eyes. He looked at Lin Mutong, who was still very alert to him, and asked faintly, "how can I bask in the sun here? The sun is so poisonous, and I'm not afraid of sunburn."

That night, his coldness and indifference were still deeply engraved in Lin Mutong's mind. She was not sure why Mozi Yao was abnormal at the moment. However, her only choice at this time was to cater to him, so that she could get the news of Zhang Yicheng. She pulled the corners of her mouth rigidly: "after staying in the house for a long time, she came out to bask in the sun."

Mo ziyao was stabbed by her stiff smile. He slowly stood up and looked at Lin Mutong with quiet eyes. When Lin Mutong was hairy, he suddenly opened his mouth with a hoarse and cold voice: "you can't laugh when you don't want to laugh."

After saying that, he turned and left. Lin Mutong stood up, looked at his back, hesitated, and asked, "Zhang Yicheng is the man who played in the challenge arena that day. What have you done to him?"

Mo ziyao walked slowly, turned around and stared at her nervous and alert face: "you just need to know that you won't see him again."

Seeing Mo ziyao's back drifting away, Lin Mutong only felt that there was a big stone in her heart, which was about to fall. A bad hunch gradually surfaced in her heart, but she was persistent and refused to admit it until she saw it with her own eyes.

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Lin Mutong sat in the yard for a long time like giving up. Until the servant came to remind her that she should have dinner, she slowly stood up, rubbed her stiff legs and walked slowly towards the house.

There was a small square table in the restaurant. Mozi Yao had already sat down. Seeing her coming in, he didn't lift his eyes and just ate his own food quietly. Lin Mutong sat down in his position and didn't speak. He just lowered his head and ate the rice in the bowl, and the atmosphere returned to its usual cold.

When she first came to the restaurant to see this table, she was still a little surprised, because unlike the scenes she saw on TV, the hall did not grow into an amazing gorgeous table, but just a small table for eight people in the center, which seemed very warm.

Lin Mutong was surprised by this design before, but now she is on pins and needles. She just wants to be far away from Mozi Yao so that he can't see himself.

But Mo ziyao didn't like her. Seeing that she was just eating rice, she couldn't help frowning: "eat so much for dinner every time."

Lin Mutong was stunned. He raised his head. Before he made a sound, the employer standing silently on the side had replied in a low voice: "Sir, miss, I don't eat much dinner. Sometimes I just eat a few mouthfuls and put it down."

Mozi Yao frowned deeper. He looked at Lin Mutong silently and said, "if these dishes are not to your taste, let people cook some dishes you like again. Next time, I don't want to hear so little."

Lin Mutong was surprised. He ate with his eyes down. He just stopped eating rice and tasted almost every dish. Mozi Yao didn't leave immediately after eating. Instead, when Lin Mutong ate almost and put down the dishes, he slowly got up and left.

When Lin Mutong saw Mo ziyao's back disappear at the door of the restaurant, he propped up his stomach and planned to leave. However, he saw that the servant brought a cup of hot milk and couldn't help staring: "no, I can't drink."

The servant was a little worried: "this is what Mr. told her to drink a cup of hot milk every time after dinner, and miss..." she stopped her words in time. Seeing that Lin Mutong refused to reach out and take it, she said again: "Miss, you'd better drink while it's hot. If Mr. finds that my business is not done well, I'm finished."

Lin Mutong stared at the cup full of hot milk and frowned. He deadlocked for a while. He still accepted his life and picked it up and drank it.

The starry sky outside the window is particularly beautiful. The stars dotted in twos and threes shine at the bottom of Lin Mutong's eyes like crystal. Today is the tenth day. She has been trapped in this mid mountain villa that doesn't know where it is for ten days. She doesn't know whether Zhang Yicheng is alive or dead.

Perhaps, she can't stay like this anymore. She needs to find a way out, but in such a large and empty villa, except for the silent servant, there is only the high and indifferent man, who seems particularly dead.

Lin Mutong suddenly remembered that the servant had reminded her that the building behind the main building was a restricted area and no one could enter. Maybe there would be some unknown secrets in it, or maybe she could find something beneficial to her, so that she could have a chance to get out of the villa.

In the dead of night, Lin Mutong looked at the empty corridor, gently closed the door behind him, and planned to explore the building while she was now, but she didn't think about it. She had just arrived at the second floor, and there were bursts of footsteps under the stairs. Lin Mutong was surprised, hurried back, opened the door and hid in.

But when she turned around, she was stupid. It was actually Mozi Yao's study. However, the footsteps gradually approached. She had no other way to hide in the shadow behind the bookshelf.

Finally, the footsteps stopped in front of the study and the door opened gently.

The light suddenly lit up, and Lin Mutong carefully shrank back for fear of being found. Among the four or five people who came in, Mozi Yao, the leader, was particularly conspicuous.

Different from what Lin Mutong saw recently, Mozi Yao once again recovered to the cold and indifference of the night he first met, and his whole body exuded a dangerous smell. Although he sat on the sofa without saying a word, he frightened everyone present, even the atmosphere.

With a plop, a slightly thin and short figure fell and knelt in front of Mo ziyao. He said in a trembling voice: "Mo Shao, I'm wrong. I shouldn't be obsessed for a moment and roll money away. Please give me another chance and let me go this time."

After Mo ziyao sat down, the other three stood silent and did not speak. At the moment, the obviously trembling man knelt there without the slightest expression.

Mo ziyao seemed to smile, but his eyes were cold, and Chen Ping felt his back colder and begged for mercy.