Mo Li sat on the side and listened quietly, and finally asked, “Yun Qing?”
Song Chunqin looked at Mo Li in front of him with a sarcastic look on his face and sighed, “Mr. Mo is really embarrassed. Yun Qing went to the temple for a while ago, but she didn’t tell us to go to that temple when she left. Isn’t this you here? I asked someone to look for it, but this group of people came back and said that they didn’t find it. The same is Yun Qing, the child, is running so far, and it’s hard for the family to find her now.”
Mo Li glanced at Song Chunqin who was sighing and said without understanding the sarcasm, “Puning Temple.”
“Ah?” Song Chunqin was stunned. Seeing Mo Li’s indifferent face, he realized what he meant, and then said to Wang Xi, “Go to Puning Temple to find it.”
Wang Xi looked at Mo Li in front of him with a puzzled look on his face. How did he know that Gu Yunqing was in Puning Temple?
Of course, although I think so, I still send someone to find it.
Song Chunqin pinched the Buddhist beads in her hand and looked at Mo Li in front of her and said hesitantly: “How did Lord Mo know that Yun Qing is in Puning Temple?”
“Yun Qing said.”
Facing unfamiliar people, Mo Li always maintains a deliberately and distant distance.
“What Yunqing said?”
Song Chunqiu was thinking about these four words, thinking, could it be that the relationship between the two people is really as rumored as the room?
When will Gu Yunqing go?
Did you look for Mo Li?
Why don’t you know?
Faced with the doubts in his heart, Song Chunqin had to suppress these things first and smiled at Mo Li.
After a while, Gu Lingfeng ran in and looked at Song Chungui in front of him and said anxiously: “Mom, I heard you sent someone to find Gu Yunqing?”