88: C88 Ghost Murong Jing

C88 Ghost Murong Jing

Shi Muxue shook her head.

Shi Yaorong took a deep breath. "Forget it. I'll look for her at school on Monday!"

"Dad, why are you looking for sister?" Shi Muxue asked.

Shi Yaorong said coldly, "Ask her to scram back to Lancheng and avoid causing trouble for us in the capital!"

Hearing this, Shi Muxue's terrible mood these two days finally became a little better.

However, she was still a little worried. Shi Qian was no longer that little girl from back then. It would not be easy for Shi Yaorong to chase her away.

Hopefully, Shi Yaorong would have a way.

She really did not want to see that slut again!

At night.

Shi Qian sat in front of the computer. On the screen was the chat box of the Hacker Legion's internal chat software.

Shi Qian sent a message.

[Gui Mo, if there is a list sent by the imperial capital of A Country recently, tell me.] ]

Very quickly, Gui Mo replied.

[You want to take the order? ]

Shi Qian's slender fingers rested on the keyboard as she replied.

[Not necessarily. Depends on the situation. ]

She first wanted to know what Jiang Ci wanted from the Hacker Legion, and whether it was related to the family war.

Gui Mo: [Alright, if there's a list for the imperial capital of A Country recently, I'll send it to you.]

Shi Qian: [Yes.] ]

A moment later, Gui Mo suddenly asked.

A, you can't be in the imperial capital of A Country, right? ]

Shi Qian looked at the screen and smiled. This guy's reaction was quite fast.

Although she had joined the Hacker Legion for a long time and had a good relationship with them.

But in reality, everyone did not know each other's true identity.

If it wasn't for her request this time, Gui Mo wouldn't have guessed that she was in the imperial capital of A Country.

Shi Qian did not hide it and replied: [That's right, I am here.] 】

Gui Mo: So you're in the imperial capital of A Country. " There was even a smiling face at the back.

Shi Qian: [What?] Are you there too? "

Gui Mo: No, but I will go there to do something in a while. 】

Shi Qian: Oh, then we can meet. 】

Gui Mo said, That's exactly what I meant. ]2

After ending the conversation with Gui Mo.

Shi Qian remembered that Murong Jing would be here tomorrow and she had not replied to her message.

She picked up the phone on the table and was about to send a message to her when Murong Jing directly sent a video over.

Shi Qian picked up the video.

A delicate and seductive face appeared on the screen, but there was a trace of displeasure on her face. Her tone was coy and angry, "Hmph, Xiaoqian Qian, you actually did not reply my message!"

Shi Qian laughed lightly. "I was just about to reply to you when you sent the video over."

"I sent you a message last night. You only thought of replying to me today!"

"Didn't you only arrive tomorrow?" Shi Qian languidly leaned against the back of the chair and looked at her. She then said, "You didn't come looking for me this time because you want to poach me to your North Net Sect, right?"

"Well... It is not all because of this. There are other missions."

Shi Qian nodded and asked again, "What time are you coming tomorrow? I will go to the airport to pick you up."

Murong Jing had a shy look on her face. "How can I be embarrassed about this!? However, if you really want to see her earlier, you can come."

Shi Qian was speechless."

Who would believe that this was the top expert of the North Net Sect, the largest power in North America?

"Sister, can you be more normal?"

Murong Jing immediately returned to her serious expression, "Tomorrow morning at 9: 30 am."

Shi Qian smiled, "Okay."

At this time, someone suddenly knocked on the door, followed by Shaang Sizhan's voice, "Qian."

On the screen, Murong Jing asked curiously, "Huh? Why do I seem to hear a man's voice? Who is it? Judging from the voice, it sounds quite young."

" No. " Shi Qian looked in the direction of the door and replied to Shaang Sizhan. She then said to Murong Jing," Um... It's my brother. I won't tell you now. I'll see you tomorrow after I hang up. "

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