The Romance Of Mr. Walton

Huo Huaien's hand stopped when she heard that.    

She would never have thought Mo Xinian would say something like that to her.    

How was she supposed to answer this?    

"Mr Xinian, the dishes here are quite delicious."    

Huo Huaien tried her best to calm herself down.    

However, when she looked up at him, she was still able to vent her anger because her face turned red unnaturally.    

Mo Xinian smiled, "Yes, it's indeed not bad. Eat more."    

Huo Huaien quickly picked up the vegetables and placed them in her own bowl.    

After thinking for a while, she looked up at Mo Xinian.    

"Mr Xinian."    

Mo Xinian did not look at him. He just ate calmly. "Okay, say it."    

"Don't tell me you still remember what happened that night?"    

Mo Xinian looked up and looked at her. "Did you forget?" he asked.    

Huo Huaien held her breath. This meant that He remembered everything clearly.    

At this moment, the two of them looked at each other and Huo Huaien thought, "Huo Huaien, Huo Huaien, why are you asking such an awkward question again? Are you crazy?"    

Seeing her extremely awkward expression, Mo Xinian's lips curled into a smile. "It's good that you forgot."    

Huo Huaien cleared her throat and continued to eat.    

Maybe to ease the awkwardness, Mo Xinian took the initiative to change the topic. "In the future, you should stay away from Xiao Yeheng."    

Huo Huaien said, "I know."    

Mo Xinian frowned.    

This little girl was too soft-hearted to people he was familiar with.    

After the meal, the two of them went to the opera together.    

After entering the opera house, Huo Huaien sat down and said, "If I sleep later..."    

"Then don't sleep."    

Huo Huaien pouted, "But I can't help it."    

Mo Xinian raised his hand and pressed it on her wrist. "If you sleep, I will pinch you. This way, you will not miss the exciting performance."    

He could still do this?    

Huo Huaien was very speechless. "What is so good about this thing?"    

Mo Xinian turned to look at her. "What did you say?"    

Huo Huaien bared her teeth and smiled. "Nothing."    

Mo Xinian looked back at the stage and smirked.    

Sometimes he did not understand that this girl was not even afraid of her own brother. Why should she be afraid of him?    

Watching opera was a very difficult thing for Huo Huaien.    

Although she forced herself to open her eyes, But...    

After the whole fight, she was pinched countless times.    

Although she was' awake 'and listened to everything, she really didn't listen to anything.    

After coming out of the opera house, Huo Huaien secretly swore in her heart that she would never listen to opera again in the future.    

In the end, Mo Xinian said, "In the future, come and listen to it once a week."    

"Why?" Huo Huaien widened her eyes and looked at him.    

"Do things you don't like to do. Sometimes you can train your mind."    

Huo Huaien's face darkened.    

What kind of twisted theory was this?    

When Huo Huaien arrived at the school early in the morning, she saw that everyone was chatting about something.    

Since Qingqing was not around, the source of her information was also gone.    

But in order to make it convenient for Chu Qingqing to come back so that she could spread what happened in the school, Huo Huaien still paid attention to the discussion at the side.    

So it was because the police found the body of an Asian girl nearby last night. And so far, they had not found the other party's identity...    

Huo Huaien pursed her lips and could not help but suspect what kind of enmity this killer had with the Asian people.    

After a lesson, Huo Huaien was about to go to the washroom when her phone rang.    

She picked up her phone. It was an unfamiliar call but she still picked it up and answered it in English.    

On the other end of the phone, the anxious middle-aged man asked, "Excuse me, is it Huaien?"    

Huo Huaien nodded. "May I ask who you are..."    

"Huaien, I am Qingqing's father."    

"Oh, Uncle, hello. Call me at this time. Is there something you need?"    

Right now, it should be night in China.    

"Huaien, did Qingqing go to school these few days?"    

"Qingqing?" Huo Huaien was surprised, "Didn't Qingqing go back with you?"    

"No. The morning we left, she suddenly sent me a message saying that she did not want to go back. I had something to do and could not change my schedule, so I came back myself. These two days, I kept calling her but she did not pick up. That's why I wanted to ask you, is she not with you?"    

Huo Huaien's heart skipped a beat. "Uncle, she did not come to school for two days. I always thought that she went back to China..."    

Father Chu was a little anxious, "This stinky girl, what exactly did she do? She is really anxious to death. Huaien, can you think of where she usually goes to hang around?"    

"Uncle, don't be anxious. I will go out and look for her now. I will contact you when I find her."    

"Okay, I'll go back immediately. I'll have to trouble you."    

After hanging up the phone, Huo Huaien directly found Chu Qingqing's number and dialed it.    

She called three times but no one answered.    

She clenched her fists and got up to leave the school.    

As she walked out, she found Mo Xinian's number and dialed.    

"Mr Xinian, it's me. I want to ask you a favor."    

Hearing her serious tone, Mo Xinian could not help raising his eyebrows. "Tell me."    

"Help me find someone to check the location of Qingqing's phone."    

"Chu Qingqing? Didn't she go back to China?"    

"No. Uncle called me and said that she went back on her word and didn't go back to China. I can't contact her now."    

"I know," Mo Xinian said. "I'll look for her now."    

Huo Huaien nodded.    

She went out to take a taxi and went to the place where she often played with Chu Qingqing.    

But she did not.    

Just as she was about to go out, her phone rang.    

Seeing that it was Mo Xinian, she quickly picked it up. "Mr Xinian, how is it?"    

On the other end of the phone, Mo Xinian said, "Huaien, I think you should ask Chu Qingqing's father to call the police," Mo Xinian said.    

Hearing the word "call the police," Huo Huaien's heart almost reached her throat. She did not even dare to breathe loudly. "Why?"    

"Chu Qingqing's phone, I found it. It was in a very remote garbage dump..."    

Huo Huaien frowned and inexplicably thought of the 'female corpse' that she heard in school that morning.    

She was a little afraid in her heart. So when he spoke, his voice was a little shaky. "Mr Xinian, can you take some time to accompany me to the police station?"    

Mo Xinian's voice was gentle. "Don't be afraid," Mo Xinian said. "I'll go with you. Where are you?"    

Huo Huaien reported the address. A few minutes later, Mo Xinian personally drove over.    

After receiving her, Mo Xinian drove to the police station.    

Mo Xinian called the police while Huo Huaien inquired about the unclaimed female corpse found this morning.    

"Mr. Police, can I take a look at the... body that was found this morning?"    

Mo Xinian reached out his hand and grabbed her hand. He shook his head at her.    

Huo Huaien bit her lips. She was also afraid and very afraid, but... she had to see it.