How can the president be fierce

Chapter 604 Do you want to marry him?

Liang Musheng didn't speak, hugged his son with one hand, and held her wrist with the other hand: "Let's go and eat something first."

He grasped the strength very well, so as not to hurt her, and just enough so that she couldn't break free.

She frowned, not wanting to make a scene in the hospital, she lowered her voice to let him go, but her protest was ignored, and he led her all the way into the elevator.

There was no intention of letting go in the elevator.

Qing Xiaomo thought of the scene of being photographed in the elevator before, and seeing the floor numbers drop one after another, she finally couldn't help it: "Let go, I'll just accompany you to dinner."

The man stared down at her, wearing a white shirt and black suit, elegant and gentlemanly. After a few seconds, he smiled and let go of his hand.

She took out her sunglasses and mask from her bag almost immediately and put them on.

Just put it on, the elevator door opened.

There were not many people at the elevator entrance, only a few scattered people, who were looking at their mobile phones intently, and two others were chatting, but they were not noticed.

Qing Xiaomo breathed a sigh of relief.

……

10pm late at night.

The box was very quiet, Liang Musheng put the sleeping Liang Mo on the sofa, took off his coat to cover his small body, worried that he would catch a cold.

Before the food was served, he rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt in an orderly manner, and personally helped her make tea: "This shop is newly opened, and I heard that it tastes good. If you like it, I will bring it to you when I have time. come here."

I will bring you here when I have time.

As if they were still the same as four years ago, they went to the three-color club together to party all night, went to their favorite restaurants to eat their favorite things, and even went to the cinema to watch movies...

Qing Xiaomo lowered her head and played with the teacup in her hand. After a long silence, she said, "Ethan told me that he wants to get married."

In this situation, in such a conversation, it is obvious who Ethan wants to marry.

Liang Musheng's movement of pouring tea paused slightly, his eyelashes were half drawn, covering the flashing emotions in his eyes, only his voice remained calm: "Oh, that's good."

Thin lips sipped the teacup lightly, but did not realize that the tea hadn't touched it.

His dark eyes stared at her fair little face: "Do you want to marry him?"

Qing Xiaomo slid her index finger over the edge of the water glass and thought for a few seconds: "He is very good to me, his parents are also very good, and he doesn't mind that I was married, and he doesn't even mind that I am in debt. , with a seriously ill mother, I feel that if I miss him, I'm afraid I won't have such good luck in my life, Liang Musheng, you have the Liang Group, you have children and a fiancee, but I have nothing, I I want to have a stable home, a husband who loves me and loves me, I hope you can understand."

For a long time, the only sound left in the confined space was Liang Mo's even breathing.

She wants a safe home.

There is a husband who loves her and loves her.

Liang Musheng laughed coldly, but the smile never penetrated into his eyes: "Now everyone in Liangcheng knows that you are my wife, but you want to divorce me at this time?"

Qing Xiaomo didn't speak.

It just so happened that the waiter knocked on the door and came in at this time, respectfully brought over all the six dishes and one soup he ordered at once, put down the dishes for them with shaking hands, and then quietly retreated.

Neither of them moved their chopsticks, and let the food slowly get cold in front of them.

(End of this chapter)