Yu Chao.

Sitting in front of the computer, Qiu Yinong stared at the code on the screen and wandered around. She wondered if she was too hasty. Was the wedding ring pawned like this?

What can I do if I don’t pawn? She currently only has such a valuable thing.

It can still be redeemed in the future. The pawnshop manager said that he could just use the money to redeem it within two months, and he would give an additional handling fee of 300,000 yuan.

The handling fee is indeed expensive. The last time she received her annual salary, she deducted personal income tax, five insurances and one fund, and the like, only about 200,000 yuan.

There are still two months left, so she will get the land first and then talk about it. She can find a way to deal with the money.

As Mrs. Ning at the annual meeting of the prosperous dynasty, she would definitely wear a wedding ring. If Ning Juexi asks, she will confess directly. She guessed that he would not sit idly by and would definitely redeem the wedding ring.

Qiu Yinan thought of this cunningly, and the big stone in his heart fell to the ground, moved his mouse and started working.

The next day, Qiu Yinong went to the hospital to remove the gauze. The doctor carefully examined the wound and said there was no major problem.

Another day passed, and just arrived at the villa in the evening of Qiuyi Nong, my cell phone rang, and it turned out to be a call from Mo Shaoxun.

"Yinong, are you free to have a meal? I even made an appointment with Yan Qing."

The autumn is coming happily.

When I arrived at the place Mo Shaoxun mentioned, it turned out to be a book-collection mutton hotpot restaurant. The store was not big, but it was a traditional snack shop that opened all over the streets and alleys of Qingcheng. The mutton is hot and only opens in winter. Every year, autumn and wheat-yuming are eagerly waiting for the arrival of winter, and then run to the store every few days.

This year, they were all busy. This was their first time visiting. As soon as Qiu Yinong entered the store, his saliva almost flowed down. He quickly found Mo Shaoxun's seat and sat down.

The hot pot restaurant was steaming hot, Qiu Yinan took off her coat, unbuttoned her scarf, rolled up the sleeves of her sweater, looked at the seats where only she and Mo Shaoxun were: "Where are she?"

Mo Shaoxun took a piece of sheep belly from the hot pot and shrugged, "I called half an hour ago, and she said she was about to leave, why don't you urge me again?"

It is normal for Miss Mai to be late. Qiu Yinan has become accustomed to it. She smelled the scent of the greedy worms, and she has been hooked up. She picked up a spoon and scooped the mutton soup into a small bowl, and drank it with great flavor.

"This hot pot is really good." Mo Shaoxun seemed to be visiting for the first time and praised it.

Qiu Yinan started drinking the second bowl of mutton soup again, and blew the hot breath and said, "Don't you know? In winter, the best business in the entire catering circle of Qingcheng is the mutton store. The book collection belongs to a town in Qingcheng, where the mutton is the most famous."

Mo Shaoxun was in a state of interest and looked at the stern look.

Qiu Yi Qian said: "The reason why the mutton of books is delicious is mainly because of its unique cooking skills. It is cooked in a wooden barrel pot. The mutton soup is white and flawless, with a strong aroma, almost no mutton smell, the meat is crisp but not rotten, and the taste is fresh but not greasy. There are several legends about mutton of books. One is that a man named Yao Muwan met an immortal while chopping wood on the mountain. The immortal left him a piece of wood..."

The second legend about Xi Shi was finished. Mai Yanqing didn't even see her shadow. Mo Shaoxun put down her chopsticks and called her, and then said helplessly to Qiu Yinong: "She is still in bed and said it's too cold and doesn't want to come out. Let's pack a copy for her and take it over."

"Late stage of lazy disease." Qiu Yinan replied.

Mo Shaoxun laughed: "It's not the first time you know her. I've known her for more than 20 years and I've been used to it."

Qiu Yinong tilted her head and said, "The hot pot here can be taken out. What I am thinking about is how many servings I have to bring. Is her boyfriend here?"

Mo Shaoxun thought carefully: "I heard from her tone that it was 'Pack us a mutton hotpot', so her boyfriend should be there."

"Really?" Qiu Yinong was very surprised.

"Why are you so happy?" Mo Shaoxun laughed.

"You know, Yan Qing, like me, has a sense of fear of touching the opposite sex. If his boyfriend is in her bed, it means that she has accepted that man. Isn't that a good thing?"

Mo Shaoxun nodded, picked up the chopsticks and said, "That's true."

Qiu Yinong looked at Mo Shaoxun strangely: "Are you a psychologist? After all, you are Yan Qing's best friend. Are you not more sensitive than me?"

"Being a doctor is very tiring." Mo Shaoxun glanced at her and made an exaggerated expression. "Especially a psychologist, who listens to the patient's troubles and distorted outlook on life like a trash can every day. Generally, after get off work, I am empty-minded, so that I can rest, otherwise I will go crazy."

That's right, doctors are originally a stressful group and are not much easier than patients.

Qiuyi Qian served some cabbage and mutton into the bowl, added some soup, and after drinking it with relish, he said, "Have Yanqing not been to your place for a long time?"

Mo Shaoxun had a hint of confusion on his handsome face and accused him: "After you didn't go to my place that year, she couldn't go there either. Speaking of which, you two are the most uncooperative patients I have ever met over the years, no doubt about it."

Qiu Yinan was cute and stuck out her tongue, changing the topic: "I heard Yan Qing say that your family is in good condition, how could he think of being a psychiatrist?"

"My old man asked me about your question countless times." Mo Shaoxun looked desperate.

Qiu Yinong continued gossip: "I heard Yan Qing say that you died because your first love girlfriend suddenly committed suicide. You decided to abandon business and medical studies in grief and anger. Is that true?"

Mo Shaoxun fell into deep thought: "Well, it's true. That was the first love in my life. We had a good relationship and rarely quarreled. She was very cute and well-behaved. The day before yesterday we made an appointment to have dinner and watch a movie the next day. She knew that the next day was my birthday, and she sent me a text message saying that she wanted to give me a birthday surprise. But the next morning she committed suicide. The body was found in a hotel with a plastic bag on her head, suffocating to death. I felt that the sky had fallen, and I didn't eat or drink for a month. I asked the police the reason, and the police only gave the conclusion that "excluding the possibility of homicide", and it was ultimately determined to be suicide."

It has been so long since the incident has happened, and Qiu Yinong can still hear how desperate and sad Mo Shaoxun was at that time.

The hot pot restaurant is very lively, and the hall is full of people, friends gathering, colleagues have dinner, couples are sweet, laughing and loud, and the sound is very noisy.

Mo Shaoxun's voice was not loud, but it came little by little: "I studied medicine later. I didn't dare to see her family for several years. After I officially became a doctor, I decided to overcome this fear. When I went to her house, met her classmates and friends, I realized that her death was strange at that time."

The more I listened, the more fantasy he became, as if he was listening to a mystery novel. Qiu Yi was fascinated by listening, and couldn't help but ask: "What a strange method?"

"According to her best friend, she has always had depression. She once saw a psychologist once a week without telling everyone. The clinic is very remote and was prescribed by a doctor named Qin. After her death, her best friend went to the clinic and had moved out."

"Can't find it?" Qiu Yinong asked anxiously.

Mo Shaoxun frowned: "I have searched for it. It's like life evaporating, and I can't find it no matter how hard I look for it. I also asked many colleagues to find a psychologist named Qin who runs this clinic. I found some who meet the requirements, and her best friends denied it one by one."

This was really a bit strange. Qiu Yinan thought for a while and said, "Can it be a black clinic? So why can't you find it?"

"I analyzed this way later." Mo Shaoxun pulled a piece of paper and wiped his fingers: "Besides this reason, I would like to find any other explanation."

Qiu Yi felt a little regretful. No wonder Mo Shaoxun felt heartbroken for so long. If there was a hidden truth in the tragedy that year, it was indeed worth pursuing the truth.

The north wind was cold outside, and the two of them came out of the hot pot restaurant. Qiu Yi Dan half of her face was shrouded in her scarf. Her body was warm and she didn't feel very cold.

"Let's go, I'll give you it." Mo Shaoxun pointed at the Hummer across the road.

I heard Yan Qing say that Mo Shaoxun’s family is in good condition, but I didn’t expect it to be so good. Qiu Yinong got into the car and said, “It’s a pity that you are a psychologist.”

"What do you think I should do?"

"How great it is to be a rich second-generation who eats, drinks and has fun." Qiu Yinong quipped: "Don't worry about anything, you have any kind of woman you want."

Mo Shaoxun shook his head and smiled: "I have lived enough of that kind of life, but it's still more than enough now. Speaking of the rich second generation, I think your husband should have the most say."

Why did you suddenly mention Ning Juexi? The car was a little hot, Qiu Yinan pulled down his scarf and didn't answer the conversation.

"What's wrong? Do you miss him?" Mo Shaoxun slowly turned the car, looked at her and smiled, "Your husband is a warm man and a male god in the business world. You have to be beautiful and talented. This is the type that women like most in modern society. It's normal for you to fall in love with him."

Qiuyi gave Mo Shaoxun a deep white look: "You are in love with him."

Mo Shaoxun smiled and was about to say something, but suddenly he felt a dazzling light flashing in front of the right, like a camera flash.

"Someone is taking a secret photo, lie down quickly!" Mo Shaoxun's face changed. After saying this to her, he suddenly turned on the steering wheel.

Qiu Yinan's body shrank in an instinctive manner, her whole body face down, and she lay on her knees without moving.

The car tires rubbed violently on the ground, making a squeak. Mo Shaoxun stepped on the accelerator and the car quickly drove forward.

The danger was relieved, Qiu Yi sat up panting, and her shoulders were hurting because of the seat belt. She moved her lower shoulder and asked him: "What have you seen? Did you reporter?"

"Eighty percent may be a reporter." Mo Shaoxun's face was solemn, and he looked at her and said, "It may be the one who followed you."

Qiu Yinan curled her lower lip, stroked the broken hair that was blocking her eyes and said, "Tomorrow's entertainment news will be written again: Mrs. Ning privately meets a tough guy, and she is suspected to be exposed for her new love."

Mo Shaoxun was amused: "Horse man? Is my figure so good? I haven't run to the gym for three months."

Autumn is strong: "..."

After a while, she said in a straight voice: "I'm just an example. Doctor Mo doesn't have to be so narcissistic."

Mo Shaoxun held the steering wheel in one hand and raised his eyebrows: "Will your husband get accusation after reading tomorrow's news?"

Qiu Yinong thought about it, "No." She had a tacit understanding with him, and there was little intervention in each other's private lives.

Mo Shaoxun raised his eyebrows and did not ask any further questions.

It was almost nine o'clock and she felt a little sleepy. She squinted her eyes and leaned in the seat, thinking about the problem just now. She was always a little guilty when she was treated as a wedding ring. She was always a little guilty. She couldn't relax for a day without the dust being settled for a day. The reporter photographed her having dinner with other opposite sexes. It was always negative news, so it would be better to find an opportunity to clarify at night.

When Hummer arrived outside the villa gate, Qiu Yinong got out of the car and waved his hand to Mo Shaoxun in the car and said, "Remember to bring the packaged mutton hotpot to Miss Mai."

Mo Shaoxun gestured a ok gesture, and the Hummer turned direction and left in the howling cold wind.

Lu Pianpian bit the apple and waited for the autumn atmosphere in the entrance, "Why did you come back so late?"

"I'm going out for dinner with my friends." Qiu Yinong glanced at Lu Pianpian, who was in dissipation: "My hands have been healed, so Miss Lu doesn't have to come here."

"That won't work." Lu Pianpian shook his head: "Brother Ning asked me to be here to accompany you, and I will fulfill my promise."

I looked at Lu Pianpian lazily, Qiu Yinan changed into slippers, and felt that her hands were greasy, so I walked into the bathroom on the first floor.

After washing his hands, Lu Pianpian blocked the door and asked around the bush: "What kind of friends are you going to have dinner with tonight? Do I know each other?"

"My best friend's best friend."

"Best friend's best friend? What's that thing?" Lu Pianpian grabbed his hair and said to himself. She had just seen it clearly on the second floor. The man who came back from Yi Nong was a Hummer, who was quite handsome. The two of them waved goodbye with each other talking and laughing. She looked upstairs and was secretly anxious, but she didn't dare to ask Yi Nong in person, for fear that she would get angry. In the end, she still asked, but asking was equivalent to not asking.

I was very tired after working for a day, and Qiu Yinan returned to the bedroom to take a shower and prepare to go to bed.

Pulling the quilt open and climbing onto the bed, she grabbed her cell phone as habitually as she did a few days ago.

Ning Juexi's phone rang on time, Qiu Yinan's lips couldn't help but raise up, and he answered almost after the ringtone rang: "Third Brother."

Ning Juexi seemed to have never expected her to answer the answer so quickly. After a moment of silence, she spoke out: "Why haven't been asleep so late today?"

"Don't you not sleep?" she asked playfully.

On the phone, he chuckled softly: "I started a meeting and it just ended. When I saw it was getting late, I wanted to call you to try it out. I didn't expect you to really not sleep. What did you do at night?"

"It's nothing, go out for a meal." Qiu Yinong revealed intentionally or unintentionally: "It's with Yan Qing, and Mo Shaoxun, who I mentioned to you last time, Yan Qing's best friend. As a result, Yan Qing was too lazy and stayed at home and refused to come out."
To be continued...