Shi Yumeng's hair was still dripping with orange juice. Seeing Qu Lingqiang chasing the child and running out, she stamped her feet angrily: "Qu Lingqiang, come back!"

However, Qu Lingqiang did not hear her voice at all, and did not look back.

She had to take out a tissue and wipe it herself.

Some time ago, Xingyue Home Furnishing became popular in Yucheng because of its cooperation with the TV station, and even her chief designer appeared on the TV station several times.

As a result, several guests in the restaurant were sharp-eyed and quickly recognized her.

"Isn't that Shi Yumeng, the designer of Xingyue Home Improvement? I saw her on TV a few days ago!"

"It seems like yes, I heard that she personally designed the science and technology museum project in our city. A very talented person."

"What if you're talented? You're still studying abroad, but it's a shame to do something like this to destroy other people's families!"

"It's really her, she's really unbelievable. I didn't expect her Shi Yumeng to do such an immoral thing. Fortunately, orange juice was poured on it. If it was sulfuric acid, wouldn't it be directly disfigured."

Although everyone was muttering in a low voice, these words still reached Shi Yumeng's ears very clearly.

Her face was flushed red, and she couldn't explain it to these people, so she had to bow her head and finish the bill and left the restaurant in embarrassment.

From a distance, he saw Qu Lingqiang holding the little boy's arm across the road.

She also wanted to rush over to find the child and ask, but unfortunately, she happened to encounter a red light. When the green light came on, Qu Lingqiang and the child were no longer visible on the opposite road.

Qu Lingqiang dragged Mo Zili to the small park on the corner of the street.

"Tell me, why do you do such a thing?" He pressed Mo Zili onto the stool and stared at him and asked.

Mo Zili shrugged indifferently: "It's not pleasing to the eye to see that woman!"

"If it's not pleasing to the eye, you will throw it at others? Mo Zili, you are also a little child star who is popular all over the world. If this is known to the media, will you still hang out?" Qu Lingqiang sat down beside him and looked around. Look, lower your voice.

"You protect her so much and feel sorry for her, do you like her?" Mo Zili asked directly.

"I—" Qu Lingqiang was at a loss for words when he asked.

"I can't speak, that's because I like her. I thought you were stronger than my uncle, but I didn't expect you to be worse than my uncle!"

After speaking, he stood up and pointed at Qu Lingqiang with his little finger, his tender voice was firm and strong: "My aunt is the kindest, most beautiful and quiet woman in the world, if you don't like her, you are not allowed to go again from today onwards. provoked her."

"I despise a man like you who steps on two boats the most!"

After speaking, he raised his small head, turned around and prepared to leave.

Qu Lingqiang grabbed him: "What do you mean by that? When did I provoke your aunt?"

Mo Zili turned around, her beautiful peach eyes stared at him, took a step forward, raised her little hand and poked Qu Lingqiang's chest: "No best, she chose to marry my uncle to forget you, they If the marriage fails and you are unhappy, you Qu Lingqiang should bear more than half of the responsibility."

Qu Lingqiang's face immediately turned pale, and he directly held his small hand: "You, what do you mean by this?"

Mo Zili pulled back his little hand and pushed him away: "You know very well, why do you pretend to be fake here. My aunt is such a good woman, there will definitely be better men to come and care for her in the future. her."

After speaking, he glanced at Qu Lingqiang with disdain again, then raised his arrogant little head, turned his head and left.

Qu Lingqiang stepped forward quickly and grabbed his arm again: "Mo Zili, make it clear before leaving."

Mo Zili glanced at his hand unhappily, and his voice was cold: "Let go of me!"

"Make it clear first!" Qu Lingqiang looked stubborn and refused to let go.

The corners of Mo Zili's mouth twitched slightly, with a look of contempt: "Scumbag, you brought this on your own!"

With that said, he grabbed Qu Lingqiang's wrist, turned sideways, and exerted force. The unsuspecting Qu Lingqiang was instantly thrown to the ground by him.

However, Qu Lingqiang did not lie on the ground for a long time like Lu Chenyu did. After being knocked down, he exerted force on his waist and quickly jumped up from the ground.

"I didn't expect you to have two strokes!" He looked at Mo Zili with admiration, but he was only undermined by this kid just now because he was unprepared.

Mo Zili could already see from the way he got up, that the scumbag in front of him also had two strokes.

He took a few steps back and put on a stance: "I didn't expect that you are a scumbag. You are not bad at all. What? Want to fight?"

Qu Lingqiang glanced around and shook his head: "Why should I fight with a child like you?"

Mo Zili was a little unhappy: "What? Look down on me? I'm under the tutelage of an eminent Shaolin monk."

Qu Lingqiang pointed to a bench not far away under the sun: "Let's not fight first, how about a sit in the past?"

Mo Zili's peach blossom eyes rolled around: "You can sit for a while, but I have two conditions. As long as you agree, I will go and sit with you."

"Tell me! What conditions."

Mo Zili saw that his promise was quite refreshing, and stretched out his little finger: "First, I'm a child star anyway, time is very precious, but looking at the friendship between you and my aunt, I'll charge you less. , how about one hundred yuan in ten minutes?"

Hearing his question, Qu Lingqiang raised his brows: "Are you short of money?"

According to what he pointed out, although the Murong Patriarch did not acknowledge the identity of this kid, Murong Lenghang gave him a credit card with no upper limit.

"You don't have to worry about this, just say yes or no!" Seeing his puzzled expression, Mo Zili had to explain it to him.

Qu Lingqiang nodded: "Okay, I promise you. What about the second condition?"

"The second condition is that you help me find someone." Mo Zili said carefully after thinking about it.

"Looking for someone? Who are you looking for?"

Qu Lingqiang is very puzzled, hasn't this kid been abroad since he was born? Are there any acquaintances in Yucheng?

"Composer Han You."

Mo Zili thought about it for a long time. He was new to Yucheng, and he was not familiar with the place. It would be very difficult to find Han You, who had quit the music industry. Qu Lingqiang is different. He has been in Yucheng for several years, and now he is the general manager of Xingyue Clothing, and his connections are a hundred times stronger than his.

It would be more appropriate to ask Qu Lingqiang to help find Han You.

"Han You?" Qu Lingqiang frowned, as if he had never heard of the name.

"A composer who once wrote several songs for my mom, I have something to do with him."

"Okay, that's fine, as long as he doesn't leave Rain City, I promise to help you find him." Qu Lingqiang patted his chest to assure.

"Okay, let's make a deal, I'll accompany you to sit there." After speaking, Mo Zili took small steps and walked to the bench to sit down.

Qu Lingqiang also walked over and sat beside him.

However, for a long time, he said nothing.

Mo Zili became impatient: "Is there any question? For the sake of money, I will try my best to answer you."

Qu Lingqiang sighed, and then spoke slowly: "You, what did you mean by what you just said? Your aunt she—, why did she divorce?"