Chapter 1169 Don’t Care About One More Death

Regarding Xiao Yiren's matter, no one could help her. And her mind has been really messed up recently, because of Gu Xiaoxiao, because of Feng Shengxi...

Bai Mo'er stole the ring from Feng Shengxi's jewelry box, but Feng Shengxi has not found out about it yet. But paper can't cover fire, Bai Mo'er knows that sooner or later, she will reveal her secrets.

Since Bai Yingjie left home that day, he hadn't shown his face, and he didn't know what mission he was on. But there are guests at home, and Bai Qifeng is on summer vacation, so generally speaking, it's quite lively.

Feng Cheng, Feng Shengxi's younger brother, and Bai Mo'er's uncle.

The last time I saw him was really a long time ago. Bai Mo'er doesn't know which department he works in, but he only knows that he often sees his head and doesn't see his end, which is very mysterious.

Born in a family like the Bai family, Bai Mo'er knew from an early age what not to say and what not to ask. So no matter how curious she was, after meeting Feng Cheng, she never asked about his work.

"Uncle, can you stay at our house for a few more days this time? Xiaofeng yelled a long time ago that he wanted you to take him to shoot." Sitting on the sofa chatting with Feng Cheng, Bai Mo'er was a little envious Said, "It's great to be a boy, I want to play too."

"It's good to be a girl! You can wear short skirts in summer!" Bai Qifeng protested from the side.

"Then you guys don't have to wear shirts! Brats are not allowed to talk back!"

"Mo'er is still the same as before. He likes to bully his brother so much." Feng Cheng couldn't help laughing while listening to the conversation between the two.

"Why did I bully him? Uncle, you can't be so biased, you have to be realistic, grandpa, are you right?!"

"Yes." On the rocking chair not far away, Bai Anqing was reading the newspaper wearing reading glasses, and absent-mindedly responded to Bai Mo'er's words.

After chatting for a day and having lunch, Feng Cheng took Bai Qifeng out to play in the afternoon. Bai Mo'er was bored at home and continued to watch boring TV series, and then, when she saw a doll on a certain female partner's bed, she remembered that she also had such a doll. But... I don't know where to throw it.

Is it thrown away as trash? Probably not, could it be that it is in the storage room?

On a whim, Bai Mo'er came to the storage room in the attic, looked at the several big boxes on the ground, and felt a little regretful.

Except for the aunt at home, basically no one else will come here.

There was a layer of dust floating on the box, and Bai Mo'er felt dirty just by looking at it.

Feeling retreat in her heart, Bai Mo'er took a deep breath and planned to go back. But as soon as he turned around, he heard footsteps outside.

Who else would come here besides her?

Turning around, Bai Mo'er didn't care about being dirty, and squatted behind the big box in the closet, trying to scare the people who came here with evil intentions.

Feng Shengxi pushed open the door, but didn't go inside. She stood there talking on the phone in a low voice, Bai Mo'er frowned and listened curiously.

Why did mom come here to talk on the phone? Who is the person who called her?

"I know that Teng Shuying is in their hands, but she is useless, so don't worry about it. Even Zhang An is dead, do you care about dying one more person?"

Feng Shengxi spoke in a clear voice that made Bai Mo'er tremble with fear.

Who is Teng Shuying... and who is Zhang An? Who does she want dead...?