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Chapter 716 What should have happened has already happened

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    "Heh, what a naive and foolish woman, she is so easy to deceive."

    Mo Guichen hung up the phone with satisfaction.

    Su Li¡¯s eyes flashed slightly when she heard Xiao Rong¡¯s name.

    "What did you do to Xiao Rong?"

    Mo Guichen glanced at her, but he didn't hide anything from her.

    "I have made two preparations. If he does not discover Yunman, these follow-up actions will naturally be unnecessary. However, if he discovers Yunman"

    Mo Guichen smiled strangely, "Then, all this was arranged by Song Chujiu."

    Su Li¡¯s eyes darkened slightly.

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    I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Song Chujiu woke up faintly.

    The darkness in the room made her feel confused for a moment, not knowing where she was.

    Soon, Song Chujiu remembered everything that had happened before.

    She sat up from the bed suddenly and turned on the light switch.

    The bright lights suddenly turned on, causing Song Chujiu to squint his eyes slightly.

    After adapting to the brightness, Song Chujiu looked at the surrounding environment.

    This is also a presidential suite. Except for some slightly different furnishings, there are no other differences.

    Song Chujiu checked herself first. She was still wearing the same clothes before she fainted. Except for some wrinkles, the clothes were intact.

    Song Chujiu breathed a sigh of relief at first, and then his pupils shrank suddenly.

    ¡°Oops, Xiao Moqing¡­

    She saw that her mobile phone was placed on the bedside table and had not been taken away.

    Yunman probably left her mobile phone for the convenience of exchange.

    Song Chujiu glanced at the time on the screen of his phone.

    It¡¯s three o¡¯clock in the morning.

    A basin of ice water was poured down on Song Chujiu¡¯s head, and all the blood in Song Chujiu¡¯s body seemed to be frozen.

    She has been unconscious for so long.

    The screen of the mobile phone is empty, not a single message or call.

    "Xiao Moqingdidn't you find anything?"

    Song Chujiu was a little shaken, and his heart seemed to be blocked by a huge stone.

    She quickly recovered from her confusion.

    She held the phone tightly, her knuckles turning white.

    She walked out of the door and found that this room was indeed next door to her and Xiao Moqing's room.

    She took a deep breath and walked to the door of her room.

    It has been so long. If something really happened then what should have happened would have happened long ago.

    Xiao Moqing didn't call her, and Yunman didn't call her either, which showed a fact that Song Chujiu knew better than anything else.

    But at this moment, she still held on to the illusion of self-deception.

    She rang the doorbell of her room.

    No one answered or opened the door for her.

    Song Chujiu continued to press, but there was still no response from anyone.

    Song Chujiu¡¯s heart couldn¡¯t help but sink. He felt a little cold, a little cold, and even had some uncontrollable pain.

    Song Chujiu persevered in ringing the doorbell.

    ¡°Perhaps it was a little late at the moment, and it was the quietest time in the early morning, but she faintly heard an unusual sound coming from inside the room.

    It¡¯s just that the voice was too low and she couldn¡¯t hear clearly.

    Song Chujiu¡¯s breathing stagnated for a moment.

    She didn¡¯t ring the doorbell again, but stood blankly at the door for a while.

    "ah¡­¡­"

    The clearer voice made her tremble.

    She put her ear against the door of the room, and the sounds inside became clearer.

    "Mo Qing please be gentle, I beg you ah! I really can't stand it anymore"

    Yunman¡¯s crying voice was faint and vaguely hoarse like excessive shouting.

    "Mo Qingplease slow down, please? Ah!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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