Mysterious president, get away from me!

Maureen looked in the direction he was pointing. The window of the Aston Martin opened a crack, revealing only a pair of men's eyes. It was sinister, cold and familiar.

It's him, mu Chenhan.

Thinking of what he did in the restaurant, Mo Ling lit a small flame in her heart and said in a bad tone, "tell your president that I have something else to do and I don't have time to accompany him."

She is about to leave. The man dodges and stops her again. "The president says that if you don't go, he will tell Xiao Ye your identity."

Damn it, threatening her!

The fire in her heart was burning more and more. She bit her teeth and walked to the car in anger.

"Come on, what do you want?"

"Get in the car." Mu Chen's cold face was expressionless.

She frowned. "I have something else to do. If you have any words, just say so."

He raised a sneer on his lips, and his eyes were like ice, "that's your attitude towards your benefactor, isn't it? Sister in law

Hearing his "sister-in-law", Mo Ling's face was white and blue, and her fingers were pinched with a clatter. She gritted her teeth and said, "benefactor? If it weren't for you, how could I be so shameful! "

He sneered, "if it wasn't for me, you would be more shameful if you swaggered around in that dirty skirt!"

"You mean it. You mean to let everyone notice my embarrassment, and then make a gesture of patronage. You, you are so hateful!"

"Yes, not too stupid." He leaned back, holding his shoulders in both hands. When he raised his hands, people felt domineering and looked at him with deep disdain. "However, it's not smart. Don't you find that there are many people looking at you?"

Mo Ling glanced at them. Sure enough, many people were watching them, and some of them were her colleagues. She could not tell what gossip they were going to spread.

"If you don't want to be pointed out, just get on the bus and don't let me say it for the third time." His tone is cold, already with impatience, and without waiting for her to answer, he goes up to the window directly, isolating the sight of passers-by.

Mo Ling clenched her fingers and stood in the same place for a long time. Finally, she compromised, opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

Originally thought that this man had something to talk with her, but after she got on the bus, he looked straight ahead and drove the car seriously. Maureen waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for him to speak. Finally, he turned to him and asked, "don't you have something to say to me?"

"No Mu Chen cold head also does not return ground to answer.

Mo Ling can't help but want to get angry, "then what do you call me to do?"

"I heard that your car is still in the repair shop. It happened that I was talking business with your company and asked you to go back together. What's the problem?" He side head looked at her one eye, the Mou color has not been consistent cold, but is very calm.

What's the matter with this man? After a while, he changed his face. Maureen thought he was coming to find fault, but he calmly explained what he had done, as if she didn't know a good heart. Mo Ling is angry, choking in her throat, stroking her chest and reminding herself to be calm.

Mu Chen cold sees her behavior in the eye, the corner of the lip raises the radian of a touch of scorn, light way, "when the woman comes to the holiday, the temper is really very irascible."

"Hooligans!" Mo Ling thought of the embarrassment in the restaurant, blushed and looked at him angrily. "I appreciate the dress you gave me, but that doesn't mean you can embarrass me with it!"

Mu Chen Han sneered a, no longer speak, obviously is disdain to pay attention to her, his that lofty posture, that almsgiving look in the eyes, really let a person fire big.

However, Maureen is not in the mood to fight with him, because her stomach suddenly hurts. Although she has a stomachache every time she comes to the holiday, this time, the pain is particularly severe. Maybe it's because she bit her lips and covered her stomach with her hands after sleeping on the cold floor last night. In her heart, she scolded the mysterious man who was harming her again and again.

Mu Chen Han noticed her strange, side head looked at her one eye, saw her own body shrink into a ball, hands protect the stomach, delicate eyebrows tightly together, beichi bite the lip, face a pale, Yingrun beautiful big eyes covered with a layer of water mist, pitiful appearance, like an injured kitten.

Mu Chen cold Mou light is a dark, adjusted air conditioning temperature a few higher, drive out a paragraph of distance again, stopped the car suddenly.