Chapter 251 The Storm Begins (5)



In the past few days, Su Yongkang has tried to find some people to rescue Su Qing, but they have all been turned away.

This time, no matter what connections he used, it was useless. In the end, it was someone who had some dealings with Su Yongkang who told him to stop making a fuss; Su Qing would absolutely not be released. Rumor had it that she had offended a powerful young master, and that person was deliberately trying to get rid of her.

Originally, he only intended to use Mo Jing's car accident to detain her for a few days and make her suffer. However, if he continued to try to use his connections to rescue her, it would backfire. Perhaps the other party would get angry and Su Qing's case would be closed.

Su Yongkang, of course, was also aware of some of the ways of officialdom. Sometimes, in the face of absolute power, even if you kill someone, no one dares to say anything. But some people, even if they have clearly committed no crime, can be made guilty if someone wants them dead.

Although she knew her own daughter well, and knew that Mo Jing's car accident was definitely related to her, she had heard that it was raining heavily at the time, and the car had plunged into the lake. Even if it was later retrieved, any evidence would be destroyed.

So now that this has happened, it seems that Su Qing has offended someone again who wants to get back at her.

Su Yongkang simply stopped caring about Su Qing. Anyway, this daughter had always only caused him trouble, so he might as well let her suffer in prison.

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Inside the Mo family villa!

Ling Moyuan stood in the kitchen, his tall and slender figure draped in an apron.

Holding a spatula, she stir-fried vegetables leisurely, occasionally flipping through the cookbook on the shelf above to add seasonings according to the instructions.

Since the last kitchen battle, Ling Moyuan has learned his lesson and bought several cookbooks from the bookstore. Now, when he's cooking, he flips through the books while cooking.

A genius is a genius; everything they do inspires envy. Even when cooking, the dishes they make while reading are far tastier than those cooked by Mo Jing.

As a result, Mo Jing's palate was spoiled, and she developed a liking for Ling Moyuan's cooking, which left Wu Ma with nothing to do.

Ling Moyuan happened to be free during this period, and he spent his free time with Mo Jing.

Ling Moyuan is trying to cook a new dish today, and he's currently working hard in the kitchen.

Mo Jing sat in the living room, leisurely watching TV, while Mo Xiangtian sat next to her, holding a newspaper and smiling broadly.

There was absolutely no sign of him fainting from anger, as rumored by outsiders.

When Mo Xiangtian first saw Ling Moyuan, he actually disliked her very much. He had raised such a grown daughter, and yet she had been kidnapped without his knowledge.

However, after Ling Moyuan and Mo Xiangtian talked in the study for more than half an hour, Mo Xiangtian actually changed his attitude. Although he was not very enthusiastic towards Ling Moyuan, he no longer opposed him.

The fragrant food was served, and Mo Jing ran to the kitchen after smelling it. Ling Moyuan had just put the last dish on the table when he saw Mo Jing and smiled faintly, saying, "Go wash your hands, and then call your uncle to come and eat with you."

Mo Jing nodded.

At the dinner table, Mo Jing ate her food quietly, occasionally taking bites of the dishes Ling Moyuan put on her plate.

Sitting opposite him, Mo Xiangtian felt a mixture of relief and sorrow. He was relieved that his daughter had found someone who truly loved her. He was sorrowful because he hadn't taken good care of Mo Jing before, and now that he wanted to treat his daughter well, there was already someone else by her side who had taken his place.

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