Master Mo's beloved wife

Mo QingHan is still sitting on the table, his slender fingers unconsciously tapping on the table, making regular percussion sound, with a confident smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ye Junfei walks to half, the mobile phone in pocket rings suddenly.

He turned on his cell phone, changed his face, and scolded shit.

"Junfei, your second uncle is splitting up again, and now he's still blocking up at the door." It's a message from ye mu for help.

Suddenly, he turned around and went back to Mo QingHan.

"You won."

"It's better to promise earlier, and I don't want to make the situation so ugly." Mo QingHan kept smiling from beginning to end.

"Mo QingHan, the world follows the principle of conservation of all things. You'd better hope you keep your good luck all the time.

Otherwise, I'm really worried if Xiaolou knows that you are unscrupulous.

Knowing that her brother QingHan is such a person, do you think she will stay with you? "

"At least it's not like you're a lost dog." Mo QingHan quietly tightened his palm.

"I want you to see how my lost dog bites people today."

Ye Junfei's voice did not fall, and he had already swung his fist to Mo QingHan's chin, and then went away triumphantly.

In the coffee shop.

Mo QingHan covers his chin, his eyes are shining with unidentified light, and his lips are raising a bloodthirsty smile.

"By the way, here's your car key." Ye Junfei takes a few steps back and throws the key in front of Mo QingHan

"Don't thank me. I'm just helping to bring down the building."

Mo QingHan looks at the key in front of him. His eyebrows are filled with anger. He takes up the coffee on the table and drinks it down.

"Sir, do you need any more coffee?" One side of the waiter carefully asked.

Mo QingHan shook his head, stood up in silence and went out.

"Your key!" The waiter yelled behind him.

"Throw it away."

With that, he pushed open the door of the cafe and left without looking back.

It's only half a moment.

Li Li arrived in a hurry.

"Mr. Mo, I ran two red lights after receiving your message."

"Well."

Mo QingHan gets on the car in silence.

Li Li secretly glanced at Mo QingHan in the rearview mirror and rationally chose to shut up.

"How was that car accident ten years ago?" Mo QingHan asked.

Li Li's cold sweat came down again.

"It's under investigation."

"Is it under investigation, or has it been found, I don't want to say?" Mo QingHan raised his face.

"Your chin?"

"It's OK. It's just a bump." Mo light cold sink eyebrows, "Li Li, you know what I hate most!"

"Yes, Mr. Mo, we have found this matter, but at present miss XiuXiu is not in China, and the evidence is not enough, so..."

"What about the driver in prison?"

"It is said that when he was driving, there was a child with a high fever in the car. Because of the delay, the rescue was ineffective and died.

His wife went crazy because she couldn't stand the stimulation, and then disappeared. Now he's the only one left. "

Li Li hung his head and said without expression.

"Find out who's behind this man." Mo QingHan frowned.

If he is not wrong, it should be much more than that.

"Yes, Mr. Mo, but why do you pay so much attention to this driver?" Li Li was puzzled.

"What happened in those years was XiuXiu's fault. You should think of a compensation plan. You should find out how to deal with this case and let people out."

"Yes," Li Li agreed.

The cell phone suddenly rings.

Ink light cold looked at the screen, is Tong Weiwei.

"Hello? Vivi, what can I do for you? "

"Light cold, can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Tong Weiwei's voice has a trace of coquetry.

"Of course not. You are welcome to come to me at any time." Mo QingHan said with a smile.

"For lunch, I'd like to eat at your favorite French restaurant."

"Well, I'll pick you up now."

Hang up the phone, ink light cold lift Mou, "go to the company to pick up Wei Wei first."

"Good."

The French restaurant on Huaihai Road is very famous in Mordor.

Tong Weiwei took Mo QingHan's hand. As soon as she entered the restaurant, the waiter immediately came out, "Mr. Mo, Miss Tong, do you still come as you used to?"

"Well."

"Just a moment, please." The waiter was smiling.

The velvet table on the number one, the chandelier on almost half of the roof, exudes a soft light.

Tong Weiwei sits opposite Mo QingHan.

"Light cold, it seems that there are a lot of unfavorable words on the Internet recently."

Ink light cold eyebrows flashed a cold meaning, mouth hook smile, "these days thanks to you, for the company hard, up and down management."

"If not, isn't your business my business?" Tong Weiwei grabs Mo QingHan's hand and smiles gently.

Ink light cold backhand grasped her hand, gently took her into the arms.

"Light cold, will you marry me?" She asked softly.

Ink light cold silence.

"I'm just asking." Tong Weiwei said with an affectation.

"Yes, I promised you." Mo light cold will she embrace more tightly, as if to be sure of general, "Wei Wei, I will marry you."

Tong Weiwei's whole body is stiff, her eyes are rolling, but what emerges is a touch of surprise, "light cold, I just casually talk about it."

"But I'm serious." Mo QingHan pulls Tong Weiwei out of her arms and holds her shoulder.

The four eyes are opposite.

"Vivi, will you marry me? No one will disturb our wedding this time. "

Tong Weiwei tightened her palm, her eyes filled with joy, "I would like to."

All of a sudden, she broke away from him, "I'll go to the bathroom first."

With that, she stepped on high heels and ran to the toilet in a panic.

"You won't get happiness, he's favoring you."

In the mirror image, the woman slowly opens her mouth, and her delicate red lips tell a cold truth.

"No, he will not." Tong Weiwei shook her head.

"No, he will. You forget how he abandoned you last time. Ha ha ha..."

"No!"

Tong Weiwei looks at the people in the mirror in horror and runs away.

"Wei Wei?"

Mo QingHan finds Tong Weiwei running out and gets up in a hurry.

Tong Weiwei rushed into Mo QingHan's arms and hugged him tightly, "QingHan, I'm afraid!"

"What are you afraid of? Don't be afraid, darling, don't be afraid. " Mo QingHan patted her gently on the shoulder.

"Light cold, you won't... Leave me?" Tong Weiwei asked in a trembling voice.

"Of course not." Mo light cold embraces Tong Weiwei's shoulder and gently pacifies her.

"I believe you." Tong Weiwei buried her head in his arms and said.

In the distance, the spotlight came suddenly.

I don't know where the reporters came from