"Brother Shen, do you care about love scammers?" The other party was obviously asleep, and it took him a long time to understand what she was talking about.

How could he, a high-ranking executive of the Public Security Bureau, directly care about such a trivial matter as a love scammer? However, the target was Hai Qingqing, so he agreed immediately.

"Control, must control."

"Wildfire Bar, resident singer Haoran." Hai Qingqing said calmly and pressed the button without saying thank you.

Then Hai Qingqing looked at Mo Xiaojun calmly and asked: "I'm afraid you didn't draw your sword to help when there was an injustice, did you? Is there anything you need me to do?"

"I just want to ask you about someone." Mo Xiaojun didn't turn around. He didn't like to go round and round.

"Say it."

"A woman named Xia Youxin."

Mo Xiaojun could never find the whereabouts of Xia Youxin. He always thought that since she came to file a complaint, if the normal procedure failed, she would most likely find a way to contact high-level people.

Those high-level officials were more difficult to contact. Mo Xiaojun had contacted them quietly, and some of them had also asked questions and said they had never heard of them. Gradually, he set his goal to contact the younger generation, that is, the second generation of officials.

I focused on Hai Qingqing because I overheard the conversation between the resident singer Haoran and another woman, saying that he had recently caught a big fish. She was the granddaughter of Commander Hai, the daughter of Hai Moumou, and the confidential secretary of the Provincial Chamber of Commerce President Hai Qingqing.

Zhixuan's sister.

With so many titles, she must be somewhat well-known in the circle of second-generation officials in Dongjiang Province, so Mo Xiaojun left Fei Ziteng to do this.

"Do you know him? Or have you heard of this name?" Mo Xiaojun asked again.

…

For several days, the Ye family villa was very peaceful. Ye Qianmo would only go to the group when there were important meetings and spent more time in the villa than ever before.

Occasionally, he would accompany Xia Youxin and Rongrong for a walk. Watching Xia Youxin's gentle and caring expression when taking care of Rongrong always made him feel a little emotional, thinking that she would indeed be a very good mother.

Ye Qianmo had nothing to do that morning, and saw Xia Youxin feeding the little one again, so he teased her: "What would you do if I told you not to raise it and asked you to throw it away?"

Xia Youxin was a little surprised by his question, but she still looked at him seriously and said, "You wouldn't do that, would you? Don't you like it too?"

Ye Qianmo frowned and said angrily: "Who likes it? It's dirty."

"Why is it so dirty? It's so clean and so cute. You won't object to me raising it, right? I told you in the text message that you didn't object, and you didn't say anything against it after you came back. So, you must not

You object to me raising it, right?"

Xia Youxin was really worried. She could never forget what happened to Qiuqiu. She couldn't decide the fate of Qiuqiu at that time. She didn't believe that many years later, she still couldn't decide the fate of a puppy.

But actually thinking about it carefully, she was living under someone else's roof at that time, and she was still living under someone else's roof now. If Ye Qianmo wouldn't let it go, she would have no choice but to reluctantly give it away. She had no other choice.

Ye Qianmo looked at her little face. He was joking with her, but he didn't expect that she would be so serious and nervous. Did she think in her heart that he would even deprive her of the freedom to keep a pet?

"It depends on whether you perform well or not." He couldn't help but take back his words, so he said it calmly.

Xia Youxin couldn't help but red, because every time he said, there was a hint of that aspect.

She secretly looked at his expression, as usual, indicating that he was probably not angry. Then did he say that, in fact, he wanted her to take the initiative?

Xia Youxin bit his lips and looked at no one on the side of the garden, so he kissed him gently on his cheek.

With a shy kiss, she couldn't help but have no suspense, and then there was no suspense.
Chapter completed!