Evil CEO's Deep Love

Nangong Mo is here. He can finally vent his emotions and cry out his fears like a child

"Dad..."

Venki cried, regardless of the change of his name, and Nangong Mo also took advantage of his small figure, squatted down and patted his helpless back: "how is she?"

For this sound of "Dad", mutual tacit, as if it is the most normal thing.

But Yi Lei and a group of subordinates, who are following behind, can't help but be stunned. They pick their eyebrows again and again. This is What's going on? dad?! Mo Shao can be regarded as Default?! Who's going to tell them where this kid came from?

"No The car ran away and Mommy fainted... " Venki choked and murmured the scene of the car accident. Her body trembled with fear, "what should I do? If Mommy dies What shall we do? "

He's afraid, afraid of the white paper he just signed!

He dare not bear Shu Muwan's death!

"Dad, I don't want mommy dead Shall we save Mommy? " I've never cried so bitterly. Venki's voice soon became hoarse, and her face was full of tears of despair, which made people nearby feel: this child very poor.

Nangong Mo's figure is so rigid.

Venki's two "death" have a great impact on him! He never thought that death would come to them, to her His evening Will you die?!

So, in an instant, his whole body was covered with a layer of cold, the whole person seemed to be immersed in a kind of black tone, covered by pure black.

"Who hit her?" He spoke slowly, in a frightfully calm voice.

"Wuwu I don't know. The car ran away, but But before she fainted, Mommy said Venki shakes her head blankly, sobs about what happened at that time, and tears fall down desperately.

Nangong Mo just listened quietly, but Junmei locked more and more tightly. After a long time, he slowly repeated the name of the man he said: "Wang Mingyang?"

Is it about him again?

"Yes Uncle Wang Mingyang is very fierce to Mommy I hate him, too... " Venki nods heavily. The next second he feels light. Nangong Mo holds him up with one hand, and then turns to face Yilei.

"Mo Shao?" Nangong Mo's expression is too dark and cold. Yi Lei can't help but be stunned.

There is little ink like this. It looks like Quite strange!

It's like A different person.

"Bring Wang Mingyang here." He spoke lightly and threw out the order coldly.

"This..." Anyway, he is also a director! Does it mean you can bring it with you?

Yi Lei opens his mouth and faces with embarrassment. The next second he sees Nangong Mo throwing a black metal object into his hand. In a daze, he quickly put it away and hid it in the next second -

NIMA!

Is mo Shao crazy?

Throwing guns in public?!

"This..." He hid his gun in a hurry and raised his head. He was wondering why Mo Shao was so careless. But when he raised his head to the cold light, he suddenly realized that it was not carelessness, but that he would solve all the problems violently when he was furious!

Such a small amount of ink, strange to the extreme, people can not help but feel panic.

"But What if he won't? " Yi Lei swears that this is the stupidest question in his life! But before asking questions, he did consider the strict logic: at least they are also directors of the Bureau, and they are also people who play with guns. Maybe they also have the "experience" of being pointed at by guns What can he do if he refuses to come with a gun?

Nangong Mo's eyes swept him coldly. Without any hesitation, he calmly dropped the instruction You're going to die. "

He doesn't need to live

The atmosphere condenses to explosion in an instant.

Yi Lei felt his heavy pocket and nodded. Just as he wanted to turn around and leave, the door of the operating room was opened at this time. The doctor in white coat came out from inside: "who is Shu Muwan's family member?"

"Me

"Me

Venki and Nangong Mo, one small and one big, one hoarse and one low voice, speak together.

"Come and sign it." The doctor exhaled, flipped the medical record folder on his hand, and was about to explain the purpose of the signature, but Venki couldn't bear to cry out, "wow" - Mommy also wanted to Did you sign?!

He doesn't want mommy dead!

"Er..." The clear and loud children's voice startled the doctor. He grinned in embarrassment. In Venki's loud cry, he broke in and explained, "after fracture, we need to bind the mold. We need to sign the informed consent..."

Shu Muwan was quickly transferred back to the ward - a single room, VIP high-tech area on the top floor.

The consequences of the accident were not serious: she had a fractured fibula in her left leg. Although we need to go through a complete set of treatment procedures of "fracture", fortunately, it will not have any impact on our life in the futureAs for the others, they are all skin injuries.

"How are you, Mommy?" Venki was on the edge of the hospital bed. Her eyes saw her left leg tied in plaster, and tears were coming up in an instant. He reached out and wanted to touch her left leg. As soon as he touched it, he quickly drew back. "Does it still hurt?"

He's afraid he'll hurt her!

“…… It's OK. " Shu Muwan smiles weakly and raises his hand to touch his head.

Venki immediately turned passive into active. Her little face rubbed her palm, half of her body was lying on the quilt beside her, and the whole person was completely still.

After settling the child in this way, Shu Mu Wan raised his head and looked at the man who had been silent at the door for a long time. He was full of strange black, not only his clothes, but also the lingering black smell. Frowning, Jun's face was dark and tight, and her eyes were always fixed on her injured foot

He's angry.

In this silent and silent way, an outbreak is brewing.

"Nangong ink Are you here? " Shu Mu night tried to raise his lips and try to hide his weakness. He patted the side of the bed and said, "what are you doing standing up Come and sit down As soon as the words were finished, her small face suddenly burst into a layer of embarrassment.

It seems that it's not suitable to sit by the bed

The chair by the side?

"Over there!" She pointed to the sofa on the side of the bed Please sit down

With such a cold face and standing in silence, Nangong Mo made her feel inexplicable Panic! Her Nangong ink should not be like this! This kind of Nangong ink seems to be entering a transformation of demons

"Hiss..."

Her little action just affected the rest of her skin injuries. Shu Muwan could not help showing her teeth and taking a cold breath. Her originally bruised face became more and more ferocious Nangong Mo almost instinctively took a step forward.

"I'm fine!" She waved, a perfectly normal behavior.

Just did not expect, his steps really stop, Shu Mu night looked up at him Is still dark as the stars of the eyes, is still the brow locked appearance, is still the whole body cold kill intention, he this is to?

Before she knew it, he turned abruptly and walked to the door without looking back.

"Nangong Mo!" Shu Mu night's heart not from a flustered, when thinking of a certain possibility immediately blurted out, "don't go!"

Such an urgent, it is to affect the wound, but this time she forbear, did not send out any pain.

She struggled to sit up straight, followed his cold and lonely figure, and insisted: "this car accident It's an accident. You don't have to talk to anyone! " She guessed that it was Wang Mingyang before fainting, but she couldn't let Nangong Mo deal with him!

Wang Mingyang and she have known each other for so many years. This matter is related to her father. She wants to end it with him in person!

What's more, Nangong Mo's methods are bloody and cruel. This kind of thing is in his hands It's not good.

"Accident?" He twisted his eyebrows, turned back for a long time and asked the word faintly.

"Venki must be hungry." Shu Muwan didn't want to discuss this issue with him. He just turned his attention to Venki, who was also busy and crying all day. Finally, he was very tired and lay on her back, and fell asleep.

“…… You can't go! " She insisted on what she had just said, but the reason was abruptly pulled to the other side, "you have to take care of your children. You'd better go out and buy him something to eat. He has the habit of eating snacks in the middle of the night, and he has to buy them

When he wants to screw off other people's heads, she asks him to "buy rice"?!

Nangong Mo's fist tightened.

"Nangongmo, are you going or not?" She urged again, with a touch of anger in her soft voice.

At last, he was defeated in frustration -

" OK, I'll go Striding toward the door, he stopped when he opened the door of the ward. He looked back at her, then turned to the little figure lying on the side of the bed, and suddenly added, "he called me dad."

Father son relationship, dust settled.

He just announced it.

The door of the ward was taken up by him, and the people inside and outside the door were all surprised -

inside the door, Shu Mu Wan looked back in surprise, looked down at his little head, and could not help reaching out and touching it again. The child's "work efficiency" was not so fast. Outside the door, Yi Lei was still struggling with the problem of how to "bring" Wang Mingyang, Then he saw that Nangong Mo came out with a shrug of his head and asked him why, but the answer was "buy rice"

So, the world that should have been bloody is in a mess in an instant

At night, the whole hospital was completely quiet.

Venki has been taken back to bed. In the quiet ward, there are only two people, Shu Muwan and Nangong mo. the occasional pain after the fracture consumes Shu Muwan a lot of physical strength, so after the night, she sleeps in bed

Nangong Mo just sat quietly beside her bed, letting the moonlight outline his perfect facial lines. He was like a statue. Only when she tried to move her left foot, did he reach out and put her foot in the right position, so as not to let her pull her to the painShu Muwan wakes up in a dream!

When she opened her eyes, she saw his cool face: instead of looking at her directly, he looked out of the window with a long, thoughtful and quiet look Is he here all the time?

"Nangong ink..." Shu Mu night murmured his name. His little hand stretched out from the quilt and carefully reached for his fingers. He rubbed his palm a little bit It worries you. "

“…… It's OK. " A low, simple answer.

His hand held her in reverse, but he only held her heavily and then released it. Then he put her hand into the quilt and tucked in the corner of the quilt for her. It was a gentle and careful action, but it always made people feel that there was a point Alienation.

This kind of Nangong ink makes people feel strange!

This kind of Nangong ink, his depression will make people feel sad

“…… Go to sleep. " He comforted, patted her quilt and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Shu Muwan.