Chapter 1152: Don't Look at Me!

"She went to find you?"

When Yaquan thought about it, he guessed that it must be Chun Yucheng who communicated in the middle.

He didn't tell Mo'an, and You You was also hospitalized downstairs.

"Hmm."

Thinking of her, You You's expression was a little weird.

"What's wrong?"

Yaquan saw that You You suddenly mentioned Mo An, and suddenly didn't say anything, so he couldn't help but look at her twice.

"It's nothing, it's just that she keeps asking me about Yang Yang and canonization, I don't think it's normal."

You You said almost to herself.

After speaking, she turned her eyes and saw Yaquan staring at her, and she hurriedly said, "Maybe I'm sensitive, it's okay." ”

"......" Yaquan looked at You You a few more times, and thought for a moment before saying, "Mo An has no relatives in this world anymore, and the boss brought her back." ”

"Bring her back with canonization?"

You You pondered these words carefully, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there seemed to be something wrong with it.

"Mo An has no relatives, so what will she do in the future? Canonization doesn't mean to bring her home, does it? ”

Yuyu was frightened by his own thoughts.

Although Mo An is not as old as her, he looks like a junior high school student in his early teens.

But Mo An gave her the feeling that the city government is quite deep, and she is definitely not simple.

"I don't know, the boss didn't say how to arrange Mo An, but you can't leave Mo An alone, right?"

Izumi's gaze never took his eyes off Yuyu's face.

During the conversation of these few words, You You's expression changed too much, and he was faintly worried when he saw it.

Could it be that Mo An said something to You You, or did something, that made You You feel that there was something wrong with Mo An?

“……”

Yuyu's small round face sank suddenly.

But this is a canonization thing after all, and she can't say too much.

Another day, she has to remind Yang Yang that the feeling Mo An gave her is really not so simple and simple.

The elevator goes down slowly from floor to floor.

A few floors down, a good dial walked in.

Especially when a wheelchair member came in, the elevator became crowded.

You You retreated to the corner of the elevator, her right leg in a plaster cast, and she had to bend slightly and hang in mid-air and did not dare to land.

Inevitably being squeezed or stepped on by someone, she stared at her feet the whole time.