President Hunting Love is too fierce

"Why are you so haggard? I heard that the boss came out of your room today. Didn't you all fight all night?" The purgatory thief came over.

Ye Chuqing almost choked to death, her face flushed with embarrassment like a fire.

But Mo Fengya was indeed in her room last night, if she didn't do anything, no one would believe her.

"Purgatory, you seem to be very free, so you have dealt with this pile of documents." Mo Fengya shot over with a warning gaze, and threw a large stack of documents unceremoniously.

Purgatory immediately howled like a slaughtered pig, but did not dare to disobey, and obediently took the documents to read. [

After Mo Fengya finished speaking, he continued to hold the laptop, tapped the keyboard intently, and dealt with official duties.

Ye Chuqing peeked at him, her face seemed to be quite pale, and her mental state was not very good.

Even though he was injured, he pretended to be fine and worked so hard.

She felt that she knew too little about him. From the beginning to the end, she didn't understand what kind of man he was.

"Are you okay, is the wound still hurting? You should take a good rest, and you can leave these matters to Feiying and the others." Ye Chuqing walked over and said in a low voice.

"Are you caring about me?"

Mo Fengya looked at her sideways, his eyes were strange, revealing a trace of inexplicable emotion.

"I don't." Ye Chuqing retorted a little excitedly, "I just feel guilty."

It's just guilt. She doesn't need to care about this man, nor does she want to.

Mo Fengya's expression turned ugly, he tapped on the keyboard with his fingers, and snorted:

"Call me ruthless, and you won't get any better. Since you are guilty, serve me well in the future, and I will let you go."

Ye Chuqing blushed, of course she knew what he was talking about, she was depressed.

Sure enough, I really only had the effect of being on the bed with him.

This kind of man should have stabbed him to death long ago.

The helicopter landed directly at the Mayfair family's manor, and Mo Fengya's men in Germany had already prepared a car to welcome him.

When they got off the plane, Mo Fengya took them and a group of subordinates, and set off for St. Mary's Hospital in dozens of cars.

Ye Chuqing looked at the huge black convoy behind her, and always felt a kind of black >

When she got into the car just now, she clearly saw the slightly exposed holsters on the waists of the men in suits.

Ye Chuqing couldn't help looking at Mo Fengya who was sitting next to her with chills, but she was just visiting her father. [