To my favorite Wen Liang

Chapter 124 Not Qualified To Stay By His Side

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Is this what he came here for?
The apology in Wen Liang's heart was even deeper. She never thought that Mu Chi would consider safety issues for her and him at this juncture.

Thinking about it, it might be because of the previous car accident that he went to investigate the reporter's reason - she has been able to confirm that Mu Chi's intelligence network is very powerful.

Perhaps, it can be evenly matched with Huo Dongming.

She couldn't help but looked to the side worriedly.

"His intelligence network..."

"Stay away from him." The man interrupted her, leaned over and brushed the dust off the place where Mu Chi had just sat with his hands.

"You are too domineering." She stuck out her tongue.

"He hugged you in front of me."

Not only domineering, but also a large vinegar jar.

Although there were complaints, but the apex of his heart was full of sweetness, and he didn't refute him anything, and let him dust off obediently.

Suddenly.

The man held her shoulders and kissed her lips deeply, captivating her soul for a moment.

There was some numb pain on his lips, he seemed to be biting himself, Wen Liang stretched out his hand aggrievedly, trying to push him away.

But he clasped his fingers backhand.

Unbearably warm, he raised his head and made a protesting sound.

"Have you ever been like this with him?" The man's cold eyes were now a little red.

"No..." She panted heavily, and looked at him aggrieved, "Bastard, this hurts."

"Remember this pain, as long as I can give it to you."

He spoke the most domineering love words that touched her soul with a voice that did not contain any emotion.

Wen Liang couldn't bear this kind of temptation, she resigned herself to clinging to his neck, and took the initiative to kiss his kiss - if she could die under his kiss, she would feel extremely happy.

The man snorted, and supported her back with his big palm: "You are tempting me to commit a crime."

"What crime?" Spring waves flashed in her eyes.

"Life imprisonment."

What does it mean?

"You, what do you mean by life imprisonment you just said?" She lay in his arms with a blushing face, and finally asked her doubts.

The man didn't answer, but kissed her forehead lightly.

It doesn't matter what the answer is.

As long as there is him, it will be fine.

"You sentenced me to life imprisonment by your side."

In a trance.

She heard the man speak the most emotional words in a hoarse voice.

It's just a pity that she couldn't tell whether what he said at the moment was a love story deliberately drawn closer to her, or a sincere word that he would only say when his feelings were overflowing.

Thoughts are like a boat.

Undulating and ethereal.

Finally scattered into the sea.

……

One day ago, in Tang Mo's residence.

Qiao Mumu looked at a pile of eggs that he had painted badly, propped his cheeks boredly, and kept looking at Tang Mo next to him.

"Draw well." Tang Mo noticed the gaze, closed the book and walked to her side.

"I've drawn it a hundred times! A hundred times! My claws are all useless." She raised her hand pitifully and shook it at him.

He couldn't help laughing, held her hand and rubbed it twice: "If you want to learn something, how can you do it without paying the price?"

"So, you can laugh too." She looked at him foolishly and laughed too.

Tang Mo restrained his smile at once.

After coughing lightly, she let go of her hand.

Qiao Mumu pouted and followed his steps, muttering words, as if she was speaking ill of him, she didn't notice that the man stopped suddenly and bumped into him without thinking.

pain!
her poor nose!

"Reckless." He had no choice but to turn around and look at her condescendingly, "There are still three days before you can leave here."

"Why did you drive me away!" She stared at him with wide eyes, full of grievances.

Tang Mo sighed.

Did she know that she was kept here only because she was a hostage who could threaten Wen Liang, not because she wanted to teach her to paint?
Now that Asia-Pacific and Xi's have major events, his eyes must be set further afield, how can he stay here any longer?

From his eyes, Qiao Mumu vaguely saw something.

She scratched her head a little disappointed: "Uh, I mean, can't I follow you?"

"I will live in the Tang family's house when I go back to the company."

Yes.

He went back to live in the Tang family's house.

What about her?
It seemed that there was nowhere to go, and she didn't know how Wen Liang and the others were doing now - she didn't even dare to ask, didn't dare to think about it, for fear of offending the man in front of her, but in the end he was still so indifferent.

Sometimes it seemed that she had entered his eyes, and sometimes it seemed... that she had never been seen by him.

Qiao Mumu endured the discomfort in her heart, and smiled foolishly: "Okay, I'll go home and look for Wen Liang obediently, don't look at me with judgmental eyes, I'm afraid."

She said, took a deep breath to hold back her tears, turned and ran towards her room.

Tang Mo looked at her back with complicated eyes, and finally turned his head away, not caring about her.

"Master, are you really not going to tell Miss Qiao about Miss Wen?" the butler kindly reminded him from the side.

"No, prepare something for her to leave."

"Yes."

The housekeeper looked at Tang Mo worriedly.

He could sense that when Wen Liang and Qiao Mumu were in the house, the young master was human, and he talked more and more. Now that Miss Wen is gone, Miss Qiao is also leaving.

The young master is afraid that he will be depressed again.

Thinking of this, the housekeeper sighed, but he didn't dare to disobey the young master's order, so he had to send someone to clean it up.

upstairs.

Qiao Mumu sat in her room and lifted a piece of white cloth from the easel in front of her.

He stared at the painting in front of him.

She reached out and caressed the half-drawn face of the man.

"I've worked so hard, but I'm still not qualified to stay by your side..." She murmured, turning her head to glance at the books piled up on the ground.

At this time, the door was knocked "Dong Dong Dong -".

"Miss Qiao, let's help you pack up."

"Ah? No need! I'll take care of it myself, don't worry!" She shouted outside.

At the same time, he quickly put the white cloth on and hid the book.

(End of this chapter)