President Hunting Love is too fierce

Thinking of Ye Chuqing and Mo Fengya's intimacy at the banquet, Gu Xiusi felt an uncontrollable pain in his heart.

But what to do, he didn't want to fight against Mo, but he couldn't give up on her.

All he has done all along is to protect her and to be together in a fair and aboveboard manner.

He never thought that she would empathize with others, he thought that she would be as dedicated as himself, and as long as he worked hard, they could be together happily again.

But why, the girl he loved so much, after seven years of love, was snatched away by Mo. [

He even hated Mo a little, why Mo, as his brother, took away his lover, how could they treat him like this.

"Father, you are wrong. It is his fault that he took away the person I love. I want to take back my love." Gu Xiusi turned his head coldly, his tone was frozen and without warmth.

Commander Gu froze, watching Gu Xiusi go out without any hindrance, his chest was full of breathlessness.

Could it be that the son he cultivated so hard was let go like this?

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In the Mo family's villa, the atmosphere was oppressive and uneasy.

Ever since Mo Fengya came back from the banquet with Ye Chuqing in his arms that night, the whole villa was shrouded in a depressive and sad atmosphere.

Mo Fengya also didn't go to the company to deal with matters for three days, and stayed in the villa with Ye Chuqing.

"Eat something. I've asked someone to make white porridge for you. It's very light. Come on, have a bite. You haven't eaten for two days. If you don't eat, how can you survive?"

Mo Fengya was sitting by the bed, holding a bowl of porridge. He had never served anyone before, so he seemed a little clumsy holding a spoon.

His usually stern face was also stained with haggardness, and his emerald eyes were dull and bloodshot.

But his tone was still gentle and patient, and he carefully moved the spoon to Ye Chuqing's lips, looking at her sluggish look with great pain.

"..."

Ye Chuqing's face was even paler, her lips were dry and purple, and her usual eyes, which were as bright as morning stars, were now empty.

It was as if he could not see or hear him.

Mo Fengya couldn't help it, but he couldn't just watch her haggard and exhausted like this.

He could only forcefully pry open her mouth and forcefully pour the porridge water into it.