This time, Mu Qing returned to the village to visit his parents, and he was full of immortal spring water, which was the matter of harvesting the ten acres of land.

After resting at home for a while, Mu Qing went to his field alone.

It's October and it's a good harvest season.

Nowadays, when harvesting rice fields in rural areas, you can hire a professional harvesting team who specialize in harvesting rice fields for people.

His parents are not young, and Mu Qing doesn't want his parents to toss these ten acres of land.

At a glance, this field is yellow and bright, and the rice full of rice shimmers golden in the sun, dazzling and beautiful.

Although Mu Qing already has a lot of money in her hands now, she is still happy when she sees these ten acres of land.

When she planted these ten acres of rice, she was still a poor baby, and her parents worked very hard, working 5 to 6 farm work.

At the beginning, these ten acres of land also gave Mu Qing infinite hope.

After inspecting the ten acres of land, Mu Qing returned home happily, and after calling the professional rice harvesting team, she waited for them at home.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

The professional rice harvesting team drove to the village, and after Mu Qing talked with them about the harvest, he paid half of the deposit first, and then paid the balance after all the grain was harvested.

Now that this matter is done, Mu Qing should also go back to the county seat.

When parting, Mu Dazhuang looked at his daughter and was not so reluctant.

It's just that when he was in the Guyue Hotel today, the strength shown by his daughter no longer worries him, a father.

In the evening.

Mu Qing returned to the county seat.

took a taxi back to the development zone, walked towards the staircase with small steps, and before she could lift her legs and walk up the first step, a long arm suddenly hooked her small waist, and as soon as the arm strengthened, Mu Qing's whole person immediately crashed into the person's chest.

Tut!

What a hard chest!

Mu Qing slowly raised his head, his eyes looked indifferently at this face that was very close to him, and he was not surprised that he would see this cold but handsome face.

After all, there are many people who know that she lives in this community, but there are only a handful of people who really know which unit and which building she lives in.

"You like to play the haunted?" Mu Qingyan's red lips moved slightly, and a lukewarm word overflowed from her lips.

Han Lie's handsome and cold face was serious, and he was wearing a straight military uniform of army green that he had not had time to change into, with wide shoulders and a narrow waist, which reflected Han Lie's thin and unclothed figure very well.

His narrow phoenix eyes half-narrowed when he saw Mu Qing's indifferent expression.

"I heard that you called Han Yichen and asked him to help you investigate the information of the drug lord boss of country T?"

It's still a low, magnetic voice that is so pleasant that you want to sigh.

It's just that there seems to be a bit of imperceptible displeasure in this tone.

"Something to do with you?" The corners of Mu Qing's lips hooked, and he asked with a light smile.

She straightened up, stretched out her index finger, and gently nudged her chest close to her, widening the distance between them.

Han Lie was very dissatisfied with her action.

The slender arm lifted slightly, swept over her shoulder, and propped up against the wall behind her, and his tall and majestic body was correspondingly closer.

Han Lie lowered his eyes and looked at the beautiful face close at hand lightly: "As long as it's your business, it has something to do with me." ”

There was a domineering mixture in his tone that could not be ignored.

Mu Qing raised her eyes, her curled eyelashes flickered, and she looked at Han Lie and was silent.

But I was secretly shocked in my heart!

Han Lie!

What kind of strength is he?

Why didn't she even notice his presence?