Deep love, the president's strength favors his wife

Chapter 118 Do You Know That Others Will Worry
After Lu Qingying left the company, she went to the hospital to visit Gu Yiyang and Wang Yurong, and didn't go home until after nine o'clock in the evening.

Opening the door and looking at the dark living room, her mood instantly became dull.

Chu Mohan hasn't come back yet, where did he go?socializing?

With a depressed mood, Lu Qingying changed her shoes and went upstairs in the dark without even turning on the lights.

After taking a bath, she lay on the bed and read a book. Her half-dry and half-wet long hair was loosely scattered, and the tail of her hair was slightly curled up, exuding a touch of charm. Looming, it outlines her graceful curves.

She stared at the blueprints in the book in a daze, her thoughts were all entangled in Chu Mohan's body, and she couldn't see it at all, but there was a little disturbance outside the house, and she pricked up her ears nervously to listen.

"Aw" she let out a muffled howl, turned over, lay on her back on the bed, and muttered to herself, "Oh, Chu Mohan, that bastard, he didn't say where he was going. I didn't know that other people would worry about it!"

After hesitating for a long time, she finally couldn't help picking up the phone and dialing his number, but what she heard was a mechanical voice: The user you dialed is currently on the phone.
On the other side, when Chu Mohan heard the same words, he frowned and hung up the phone.

"Mo Han." Chu Zhaonian came out of Mr. Chu's room and saw his son sitting on the sofa with his head down and playing with his mobile phone.

Chu Mohan heard the sound, put away the phone, looked up at his father, and asked, "Is grandpa asleep?"

When he called his grandfather in the afternoon, he was worried when he learned that his grandfather was not feeling well, so he rushed to the villa immediately after work.

"Sleeping." Chu Zhaonian sighed, and said, "Mohan, did your mother look for you today?"

"Ah."

"She really went too far this time. Fortunately, Qingying is fine, otherwise I won't be at ease for the rest of my life."

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After listening to his father's words, Chu Mohan remained silent. He secretly looked at his father's face, and found that his expression was tired and disappointed.

If father knew what Song Hanyu and Song Hanzhu did to Wang Yurong more than ten years ago, what would he do?
Maybe he would really divorce Song Hanyu in a fit of anger.

As a son, he certainly doesn't want his parents to separate when they get old.

"I'm here, don't worry about grandpa, be careful on the way back!" Chu Zhaonian raised his hand and patted Chu Mohan's shoulder lightly, interrupting his thoughts.

Chu Mohan stood up and said, "Well, you should go to bed early too."

In the early morning of early autumn, the whole sky is clear, with a few gauze-like white clouds floating.

The morning light entered the room through the gaps in the heavy curtains.

On the big light blue bed, a man and a woman hug each other intimately. The man has already woken up, and is staring at the sleeping woman with a gentle smile.

She is beautiful, her skin is tender and smooth, with a faint pink glow, her long eyelashes cover her eyelids like two small brushes, her straight nose is very delicate, her cherry lips are pink and tender, very alluring people.

Further down, the white and slender neck, the sexy collarbone, and the half-bloomed hill.
Looking at it, Chu Mohan's eyes gradually darkened, and his hands under the quilt began to behave irregularly.

"Yeah" Suddenly, Lu Qingying frowned slightly, hummed, and opened her eyes leisurely. When she met Chu Mo's cold and charming handsome face, she blinked a few times in a daze, and asked, "What are you talking about?" When will you be back?"

"Last night." Chu Mohan's deep voice was hoarse.

last night?

Lu Qingying froze for a moment, then turned her head to look at the window, only to realize that it was already dawn.

(End of this chapter)