In a small house in Shun City.
Mo Xiu and Mu Qingyi had almost recovered, and the residents were about to return.
It was not good for the two of them to continue occupying this house. After all, the original owner might be coming back soon.
The two of them walked out of the house and took a deep breath at the same time.
He did not expect that this would be the situation when they met again.
In the short span of a single day, she had experienced life and death, accompanied by silence.
Mo Xiu took out his phone and made a call.
"Uncle Yue, have you returned to Shun City?"
"I'm back. I'm investigating the Zhou family. Where are you? Are you coming over?"
"I've been in Shun City all this time. I'll go over now. Wait for me!"
"Always in Shun City? You're really something."
Yue Long was a little surprised. He had thought that Mo Xiu had run out of the city, but he had been hiding in Shun City.
