How can the president be fierce

Chapter 631 I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years and grow old together.

What are you doing back in Chicago?
Qing Xiaomo had no expression on her face, instead of answering, she asked, "What do you think we are going back to Chicago for?"

It suddenly became quiet over there, the kind of quietness that suddenly appeared in a horror movie, always revealing a bit of eerie silence, as if a horrifying scene would appear in the next second.

Then the phone hung up.

She put away her mobile phone, and when she lowered her head, she saw the handsome little fellow blinking at her with beautiful Danfeng eyes: "Ma Ma, what are you doing in Chicago?"

Qing Xiaomo raised her hand and touched his little head, but said nothing.

……

It was only in the past that the presidential palace found out that there was no one from the Mu family.

Liang Musheng killed Mu Daiyang without saying a word, and now even the marriage between Liang and Chuan and Mu Shan has broken down, and Liang Hao is dying of illness, I am afraid that this time Liang Mu and Liang's family will want to sit together in a friendly manner. Jiangshan is impossible.

But relying solely on Mu's strength to compete against Liang's would be a bit of an egg against a stone. That arms dealer named Gu Jingshan is probably the key.

Qing Xiaomo became angry when she saw that there was no one in the living room, she turned to leave, but was stopped by Uncle Zhou: "Madam, sir is waiting for you in the study."

She was helpless: "Uncle Zhou, is it interesting for you to lie to me like this?"

"I didn't lie to you. It is indeed the husband who asked me to bring the wife back."

"..."

Qing Xiaomo knew that it was useless to reason with him, so she simply turned around and went upstairs, she couldn't believe that man could still eat her! !

……

The lights in the study room were turned off, and even the heavy curtains were closed together. As soon as the door was opened, some bright light from the corridor leaked in, illuminating the lingering smoke inside.

Unprepared, she coughed repeatedly from being choked, raised her hand and waved it, and turned on the light.

Behind the large and clean desk, the man flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers, his handsome face blurred by the smoke couldn't make out the expression: "You're back?"

came back.

It's as if this is her home.

Qing Xiaomo looked at him expressionlessly: "Let's go through the formalities tomorrow, Liang Musheng, I'm going to marry Ethan."

Liang Musheng flicked the cigarette ash with his fingers, and his handsome face was calm and calm: "Okay, since you've made up your mind, I won't stop you. The divorce procedure can be done tomorrow. I wish you a hundred years of happiness." Together, grow old together."

What he promised was too straightforward and calm, but it seemed a little abnormal.

Qing Xiaomo didn't speak, just looked at him with a frown.

The man raised his eyebrows, and said in a half-sarcastic tone: "Not happy? Are you happy if I refuse?"

She looked at him with black and white eyes: "If you have any conditions, as long as they are not excessive, I will agree."

The man smoked slowly, and exhaled two streams of smoke from his nostrils. He seemed to have really thought about it before saying, "Sit here."

He raised his chin slightly and pointed to the leather sofa chair opposite the desk.

Qing Xiaomo glanced at him suspiciously, hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat down.

Liang Musheng ignored her and got busy with his affairs.

The door of the study was still open, the smoke dissipated little by little, he stopped smoking, and the air in the room gradually became less cloudy.

This is the first time she has looked at him seriously since she came back for such a long time. No matter how many times she looks at this face, she will still be as surprised and shocked as when she first saw it.

(End of this chapter)