611: C611 He Had Lost Control Twice in His Life

C611 He Had Lost Control Twice in His Life

Mo Xiyi nodded. "Yes. "

Qin Muchen slightly raised his chin, raised his eyes, and coldly spat out a word, "Receive. "

Mo Xiyi picked up the phone and turned on the loudspeaker.

Once the phone was picked up, Su Ziyue's anxious voice came from the phone. "Dr. Mo, Qin Muchen is gone!"

Su Ziyue had already returned to Morgwen Castle. She had searched everywhere upstairs and downstairs, but she did not see Qin Muchen.

She had also asked the maid who was guarding the door, and it was true that Qin Muchen had not returned yet.

Nan Chuan also called her, saying that he had not found where Qin Muchen was for the time being.

The longer she spent, the more uneasy she felt.

She was worried that something might have happened to Qin Muchen.

However, she had forgotten that although Qin Muchen had a mental illness, it would not affect his ability to handle matters.

She panicked and called Mo Xiyi.

"Where do you think he will go? He asked someone to tell me that he went to socialize, but he didn't even bring Nan Chuan with him. Besides, since when did he like socializing. . . "

Strictly speaking, Su Ziyue and Mo Xiyi were not very familiar with each other. If it wasn't because of Qin Muchen, she probably wouldn't have had much contact with him. At this time, it was probably because she was too anxious about Qin Muchen. So she spoke like she was pouring beans. She was anxious and quick, and it didn't end there.

As Mo Xiyi listened, he raised his head to look at Qin Muchen without batting an eyelid.

Qin Muchen stood beside him. His eyes were a little blank. It was obvious that all his attention was on this phone call.

"Hello? Dr. Mo, are you listening?" Su Ziyue was anxious. After talking for a long time, she did not hear Mo Xiyi's reply and became even more anxious.

Mo Xiyi did not reply immediately. He only looked up at Qin Muchen.

Obviously, he was waiting for Qin Muchen's instructions.

Qin Muchen frowned slightly and gave Mo Xiyi a stern look.

Mo Xiyi understood and replied, "Don't be too anxious. Sir may just feel that it is too troublesome to bring other people there. "

"But I am not at ease with his current situation. What if he gives himself away in front of others? I have to find him. " Mo Xiyi's words made Su Ziyue feel relieved, but she was still worried.

Mo Xiyi heard this and looked up at Qin Muchen.

Qin Muchen cast a cold glance at him and did not say anything. He lowered his head and took out his phone.

He pressed the power button, and the screen lit up. Before he could open the lock, he saw an missed call notification.

The corner of his eye twitched slightly. His thumb slid across the screen and opened the screen. The missed calls came from the same person - Su Ziyue.

However, the note was his wife.

Qin Muchen gave her a call.

Mo Xiyi was right next to him and saw his actions clearly.

He remembered that he had been entrusted by someone to treat an old man who had Alzheimer's disease.

That old man liked his granddaughter the most. Every time he went to treat the old man, the old man would mention his granddaughter's name. In the evening, she would tremblingly walk to the kitchen and say her granddaughter's name, saying that she was going to go out of school and cook for her.

Her granddaughter had already finished her studies and was married and had children.

A few minutes ago, Qin Muchen had lost control of his emotions and pinched his neck as if he wanted to strangle him. Now, he only heard Su Ziyue's anxious voice and took the initiative to call her.

"Ah!"

The moment Qin Muchen picked up the phone, Su Ziyue's scream came from Mo Xiyi's phone, "Qin Muchen called!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Xiyi's phone was hung up.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Qin Muchen. He saw that he was talking. "The dishes in this restaurant are not delicious. For dinner, I want to eat onion oil fishs. "

He did not know what the person on the other end of the phone said, but Qin Muchen's expression slowly relaxed. His face was light and he looked like he was about to laugh.

Mo Xiyi was amazed by the magic of love. He quietly stepped aside to tidy up the things that Qin Muchen knocked over when he was thrown out.

Qin Muchen hung up the phone very quickly.

He turned his head and saw Mo Xiyi tidying up his things. His eyes darkened. "You leave here. "

Mo Xiyi paused and did not say anything. He quietly picked up the things on the ground. No one knew what he was thinking.

Qin Muchen added another sentence. "Before you leave, explain clearly. After that, you are not allowed to contact her again. "

He did not need Su Ziyue to worry about his condition all day long.

She should be happy and at ease when she was with him.

This was what he thought in his heart, but it was not something he could always do.

There were too many uncontrollable things.

For example, the Morgwen family had a history of mental illness, but unfortunately, he was the one who had acted up.

Sometimes, he was clear-headed and knew what he was doing. Sometimes, he couldn't control himself at all.

He always thought that if he couldn't control himself, he wouldn't be able to do anything.

Therefore, his self-control had always been very good.

He thought that he had lost control twice in his life.

First, it was for Su Ziyue. Second, it was for the family's history of mental illness that he could not escape from.

Mo Xiyi quickly understood what Qin Muchen meant. His expression changed and he said loudly, "Impossible!"

Qin Muchen had already turned around and was ready to leave. After listening to Mo Xiyi's words, he said without turning his head, "I command you with my identity as the boss. "

Mo Xiyi was not good at persuading people. He did not know what to say. He just stubbornly called him again, "Sir!"

"This is my business. I will handle it myself. It is not your business anymore. You need to take care of it as soon as possible and leave. "

After saying that, Qin Muchen went straight out, not giving Mo Xiyi a chance to speak.

. . .

When he returned to Morgwen Castle, Su Ziyue was cooking onion oil fishs in the kitchen.

She was cutting the onions, but her movements were distracted. She did not even notice that Qin Muchen had walked in.

Qin Muchen quietly walked behind her. When he lowered his head, he could see her quiet and fair side profile. Her red lips were slightly pursed, and her slender fingers were pressed against the hilt of the knife. She cut the green onion piece by piece, and seemed to be lost in thought.2

"I have no appetite for human fingers. "

Suddenly hearing the man's voice, Su Ziyue's hand holding the vegetable knife slipped and was about to cut her finger when Qin Muchen, who had been standing behind her, quickly grabbed her hand and took away the kitchen knife in her hand.

"I suspect that you have been cheating while working in the company these few days. " Qin Muchen looked down at her and his tone was full of doubt.

He was mocking her. How could a woman who could not even cut green onions do a good job?

Su Ziyue suddenly turned her head, her face full of surprise. "You are back!"

After the surprise, she thought of what he said and instantly came back to her senses, "What do you mean?! If you hadn't scared me, I wouldn't have almost cut my finger!"

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