Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce Chapter 3177: Extra: Seclusion 28

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"What do the people here have to do with us? Let's go." Turning around, she took him and was about to leave.

But, after pulling him a few times, he didn't move.

When she looked back, she realized that a certain man had a soft face, and that handsome face was as gentle as a spring breeze.

It must be because of him that Tan'er changed her face!

This discovery made Mr. X, who thought he had been neglected in recent days, feel better than ever.

Then, Mo Liancheng didn't talk nonsense to Qiqiniang. He looked around with sharp eyes, then settled on one of the houses, and stepped over there, "I'll go in and take a look -"

Qu Tan'er frowned and looked over.

This is not like Chengcheng’s style at all. He is not a nosy person at all.

Qiqiniang didn't know what was going on, so she stepped forward and stopped him anxiously, "No, the master is asleep!"

Asleep? Mo Liancheng raised his lips and said firmly, "There is no one in the house at all. May I ask, where does the master sleep?"

His words shocked everyone present.

The village chief stammered and asked, "Mr. Mo, what did you just say? Is there anyone in the house?"

Mo Liancheng smiled and said nothing, and only cast his calm gaze sideways at Qiqiniang, whose expression changed obviously. "There is someone in the room, and Qiqiniang must know it best."

Qiqiniang was very ashamed and angry, "I said that my grandfather is in there, he is in there. The old man is old and sleeps lightly. Today is his big day. Do you really want to disturb my grandfather?"

A villager who followed also helped to talk, "I also helped Grandpa Qiqi back. I saw him enter the house with my own eyes. Uncle Mo, are you misunderstanding?"

The other villagers spoke one after another.

"Maybe I misunderstood, didn't Uncle Mo drink like us at noon? Haha, the smell of alcohol is getting to my head!"

"That's right, Mr. Qiqi has difficulty moving. If he doesn't rest in his room, where else can he go?"

Everyone said something to me, and it was obvious that they were leaning towards Qiqiniang.

The village chief looked at the crowd, and then at the unpredictable Mo Liancheng. After being unanimously rejected by everyone, not only was he not angry, but he was also lazy and had an attitude that had nothing to do with him.

I thought that the calmer Mr. Mo acted, the weirder this thing turned out to be.

The village chief's suspicious eyes slowly turned to Qiqiniang. Although she tried her best to stay calm, the messiness in her peripheral vision betrayed her thoughts. The village chief couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart.

Could it be that Mr. Qiqi is really not in the house?

So, where can the elderly go?

Compared to them, Qu Tan'er was naturally the man who believed in her unconditionally.

So Qu Tan'er stood up with a smile on her face: "Everyone, please listen to me, no matter whether the old man is in this house or not, it is always good to send someone in to take a look. It doesn't need more, just one person, take it easy. If you go in and take a look with your hands and feet, no matter how light-headed the old man is, he won't be woken up."

When Qiqiniang heard this, she immediately nodded, "I'm going! I'm going!"

Her voice was tense and slightly high-pitched.

The village chief, who had been suspicious for a long time, stopped her and said, "Qiqiniang, you have been busy all day today. There are still many things in this house that I want you to sort out. You go ahead and do your work first, and I will help you go in and take a look. ”

Qiqiniang eagerly wanted to stop her, but she couldn't find an excuse, "Village Chief, you——"

The village chief had already entered the room in three steps and two steps at a time. When he walked out after a moment, he had a pair of thick eyebrows furrowed and looked very confused.

He stared at Mo Liancheng with a strange expression.