Master Mo's beloved wife

In Li Guangming's mouth, she seems to be the kind of girl who hurts herself and gets concerned.

This idea made Qin Xiaolou want to laugh, but he couldn't laugh.

"It's good not to save." Her lips spat out the words.

Li Guangming stood in the same place, his pupils suddenly contracted, and then he held Qin Xiaolou's shoulders tightly

"You are crazy!"

"Yes, I'm crazy. I've been crazy for a long time! How else can you live like a madman? Want to love, can't love... Ha ha, want to hate, can't do it

A strange smile rose from the corner of her mouth, and a sense of old appeared on her face.

"Qin Xiaolou, you... You and Mo QingHan?"

Li Guangming was surprised. He thought she just regarded him as her brother. He didn't know when he was deeply in love, but people didn't know.

"Nothing. I'll go first."

Qin Xiaolou suddenly wiped his tears and went out, "if you want to keep secret for me today, I will thank you again in the future."

Li Guangming is still in the same place, his mind is full of Qin Xiaolou's words.

In the air, the long sigh faintly dissipated.

I didn't expect that people like him, who often walk by the river, would have misunderstood Qin Xiaolou's almost stubborn feelings towards Mo QingHan, and had already crossed the boundary between brother and sister.

She was out of the hospital, ready to return to the company.

The telephone rings abruptly in the air.

It's ye Junfei!

She picked it up quickly, and a strange voice came from the other end:

"Hello, I'm the waiter of mint bar. This gentleman is drunk here."

"OK, I'll be right there." Qin Xiaolou stopped a taxi and rushed to the bar.

She came to this bar last time, only that time she broke up in a bad mood. She didn't like this bar very much.

In the elevator, the obvious streaks of Bluebird and flying fish are still changing dreamily, which makes people lose their mind when they stare at them.

"Ding Dong!"

Deafening noise came towards her, surrounded by drunken Unisex laughter and huge sound.

Rao is the light here is very coma, she recognized ye Junfei in the crowd at a glance.

He fell into a pile of wine bottles, and many hot girls around him wanted to stick their whole body close to him.

Without hesitation, she went straight over, pulled a woman's long hair and threw it back.

"Who wants to be close to him?"

Xu is the momentum of Qin Xiaolou's whole body is too frightening, and the women around him suddenly disperse.

Ye Junfei seems to be drunk. He reaches out his hand to her, pulls her into his arms, and sprays all the hot and mixed breath on her body.

"Ye Junfei, you are crazy!"

She pushed away the person in front of her, picked up the wine bottle on one side, and poured the whole bottle on his head.

This push, he is sober a lot, opened hazy drunk eyes, looked at Qin Xiaolou, mouth raised a sneer.

Then he went to the wine bottle on the ground and ignored the people in front of him.

Qin Xiaolou is so angry that he comes forward and grabs the wine bottle in his hand

"Ye Junfei, this is not the time to drink. Dingyang and ye's family still need you."

"Yes? No, it's not necessary! "

"What are you talking about? You are the president of dingyang. Now you should be in the office instead of hiding here like a coward!"

Qin Xiaolou tried to wake up the people in front of him.

"Qin Xiaolou, now even you want to see my jokes?" Ye Junfei looks at Qin Xiaolou sarcastically

"Dingyang is already Mo QingHan. Why, your wish has been achieved. Shouldn't you go to ask for credit in front of Mo QingHan?"

"What did you say?" Qin Xiaolou asked in shock.

"Pretend! Continue to pretend, Qin Xiaolou. How long do you want to pretend to be innocent?

Or is there anything else in me that you don't get? Say it

Qin Xiaolou looks at ye Junfei injured.

"Don't look at me like that. I feel sick! If you don't, you can go away. I don't want to see you! "

Qin Xiaolou wanted to grasp his hand, but he waved it away, and the huge momentum made her pile aside.

Ye Junfei's eyes sank and he wanted to help the person who fell behind him, but his steps still didn't stop.

"Ye Junfei!" Qin Xiaolou called out his name, "I have only one question."

"He said

"Who leaked the documents to you in the first place?" Qin Xiaolou looks at Mo QingHan.

The noisy bar seemed to lose its sound all of a sudden.

The air began to get heavy and sticky, making people feel stuffy and almost out of breath.

Ye Junfei's eyes are deep, and the deep eyes are shining in the light of the bar.

"It's Tong Weiwei."

He slowly said the name, the whole person buried in the dark, seems to be drowned in the dark at any time.

"Thank you."

Qin Xiaolou on the ground stood up from the ground.

Behind her, the woman who had just been torn apart by her gloated at the scene and deliberately stepped on Qin Xiaolou's hands.

"Tear

Qin Xiaolou took a cold breath, looked up pale and gloated at the woman.

"Go away!"

A low drink pierced the crowd.

The proud woman didn't know why, so she was pushed away by a strong force and staggered a few steps back.

"I, ye Junfei, never beat women, but I can still make you disappear in this bar."

With a sneer, he squatted down and picked up Qin Xiaolou. He looked at her hand attentively, but on the other hand he was not polite

"If others step on you, won't you step back?"

She thought he would never want to see her again, or even talk to her again.

Qin Xiaolou shook his head and said softly, "thank you, ye Junfei."

This sentence strangely appeased the man's vigorous anger in front of him. He eased his face, picked her up and went out.

In the box on the second floor.

"Mr. Mo, this is the investigation report you want."

A man respectfully passed the report, but Mo QingHan didn't take it.

His eyes were faintly cast on a pair of people on the first floor who were hugging each other tightly. His eyes suddenly sank, carrying the anger of the river and the sea.

His hands trembled slightly. Did he do something he shouldn't have done?

"Mr. Mo?" He cautioned carefully.

"Put it down." Mo light cold voice with a trace of anger, posture will be up.

"Mr. Mo, there's another thing I don't know whether to say." He pushed over some photos:

"I intercepted it through my acquaintances. Have a look..."

Mo QingHan's eyes glanced over the things on the table, and his face was completely cold. He grabbed the collar of the person in front of him and drank angrily

"Where are you from?"

He really looked down upon Bai Anna. He could continue to be a demon without Mo's family.

"Mr. Mo! It has nothing to do with me The man was surprised to explain, "someone threw the photo to the magazine, I see..."