How can the president be fierce

Chapter 701 Liang Musheng, don't make me dislike you more and more.

The man's fingers running through her hair paused slightly, and after a while, he turned off the hair dryer and smiled gently: "Are you angry?"

Beneath the gentle and patient surface, there was clearly anger fluctuating.

"I'm not angry, I just found out that I can't fall in love with you no matter what, I'm so disgusted."

She casually brushed her hair to her ears, and her voice was soft: "Maybe it's really in the past tense, just like Xiao Qianrou, if you don't love, you don't love anymore, Liang Musheng, don't let me get more and more despise you."

For a long time, in the huge bedroom, only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard in silence.

Liang Musheng's lips were extremely pale, but his eyes were as dark and bright as splashed ink, he just stared at her for a moment without saying a word, as if he wanted to see through her.

Qing Xiaomo didn't look at him, got up and got out of bed, went to the cloakroom to change clothes, took out the suitcase from under the bed, took two pieces of clothes for a change of clothes, dragged the suitcase and went out.

She walked decisively, without even looking at him during the whole process, without any trace of hesitation.

Liang Musheng slowly got up and walked to the balcony, lit a cigarette, and watched her walk straight out of the villa dragging her suitcase.

How cruel, this woman.

His bony fingers touched the railing, and tapped lightly with his fingertips. After a few minutes, he suddenly turned around and walked into the bathroom.

There are still water stains on the floor, and it makes a slight sound when stepped on.

The slender arms reached into the bathtub, and a few seconds later, the mobile phone that was forgotten by a certain woman appeared in the palm of her hand.

……

Hearing the sound of entering a password outside, the woman who was eating at the dining table almost immediately got up and rushed to the entrance.

Seeing Liang Musheng's slender and tall figure at a glance, she immediately smiled softly: "You little heartless, you still know to come to see your mother? You are busy with things all day and you don't see anyone. You look thin... ..."

The hand that touched the man's cheek froze in mid-air because of the man's dodge.

Liang Musheng bypassed her and walked in.

He could clearly feel the icy coldness and... anger emanating from his body.

With her eyelashes half drawn, she quickly adjusted her expression and followed as if she didn't notice anything: "It's cold outside, isn't it? Mom will make you a cup of hot tea, just wait a minute."

The scent of tea soon spread around with the dense water vapor.

Liang Musheng rubbed the center of his eyebrows with one hand, he didn't touch the teacup, and he didn't speak.

His indifferent and silent appearance was far from the handsome gentleman in the news, he looked gloomy and terrifying, Zhou Min pulled the corners of his lips, and his voice became a little dry unconsciously: "Mu Sheng, are you tired? Do you want……"

"Mom." He interrupted her suddenly, his voice was so flat that no emotion could be heard.

The curvature of Zhou Min's lips became more and more stiff: "Huh? What's wrong?"

The man maintained the same posture from the beginning to the end, and his voice was cold: "Do you know how much time and energy I spent to make that woman not be so cold and reject me thousands of miles away?"

Zhou Min looked at him, his eyes deepened, but his voice was still gentle: "Woman? Which woman?"

"The grace of childbirth is beyond heaven. Over the years, no matter what extraordinary things you have done, no matter how disappointed and hated I am with you, I have endured it in the end, because you are my mother, the one who gave birth to me in October. "

He finally raised his head. Under the light, his eyes were so cold that there was no emotion: "But if you must choose between you and Alisa, I can tell you clearly that it is Alisa."

(End of this chapter)