belated marriage

Chapter 148 Impersonation
"Don't forget, who killed Yanyan!"

Mo Rufeng gritted his teeth and said, his face was full of anger.

Hearing this, Mo Tingyuan suddenly stopped his steps.

It was also the first time Zheng Chuyue saw her uncle and nephew arguing.

I was a little apprehensive.

"Uncle...you..." Zheng Chuyue whispered.

Mo Rufeng said mercilessly: "You, with a foreign surname, are not qualified to be involved in our Mo family's affairs!"

At that moment, Zheng Chuyue stopped speaking.

indeed.

She is not yet the daughter-in-law of the Mo family.

Mo Tingyuan straightened his back, and suddenly said: "Uncle, your hands are a little too long."

After saying these words, the man strode away, carrying the person in his arms to the emergency room on the first floor.

The hospital ward was very quiet, the windows were open, and the sunlight came in through the windows, making the originally dark ward a little warmer.
meaning.

Lin Chuqi was still lying on the bed, her head was wrapped in gauze, her face was pale, an IV was hanging on the back of her hand, and there was a person sitting beside her.

Mo Tingyuan sat on the chair in front of the bed, staring at the person on the bed without blinking his eyes. He pursed his lips tightly and looked deeply.

At this moment, Mo Tingyuan had mixed emotions in his heart. He didn't know how to describe his current mood. He obviously didn't have any feelings for her, but he still wanted to pay attention to her activities. He obviously hated her, but he couldn't help thinking To care for her.

All that reverberated in his mind was the scene he saw when he arrived at the hospital yesterday. At that time, Lin Chuqi fell to the ground, a large piece of his forehead was smashed, and blood flowed out, which was shocking.

He only felt that his whole heart hurt like being pulled by something, he rushed up to hug her up, and did not hesitate to argue with Mo Rufeng because of him.

Xu Shi sat in the same position for a long time, Mo Tingyuan stretched out his arms and kneaded his shoulders, his brows were frowned, as if he was suffering.

Lin Chuqi had been in a coma for a day, and he had been here for a day, but she still didn't respond.

"Come in!"

There was a knock on the door of the ward, and Mo Tingyuan raised his eyes to look in the direction of the ward.

I saw a gentle man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses standing there, holding some documents in his hand, it seemed that he was looking for Mo Tingyuan.

Assistant Li stepped in and called out respectfully, "Boss."

"Well, put the documents on the table!"

Assistant Li obediently put the documents on the table, but did not make any move to leave.

Mo Tingyuan's eyes fell on him: "Do you have anything else to do?"

Li Tezhu nodded slightly: "Boss, the board of directors convened shareholders today to discuss the issue of share restructuring. As the president of the company, you should participate..."

Hearing this, Mo Tingyuan frowned slightly, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Understood, you should prepare first."

Li Tezhu nodded, turned and left.

In the huge VIP ward, only Mo Tingyuan and Lin Chuqi were left on the bed.

He slowly got up, walked around the end of the bed, sat down beside the table, and gently stroked the documents on the table with his slender fingers.

He squinted his long, narrow black eyes and scanned the documents on the table, then glanced at Lin Chuqi who was lying on the bed, his thin lips curled slightly, and his eyes became obscure.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyelids, and tapped the table with his bony forefinger one after another, making a crisp sound.

knock --

Mo Tingyuan took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers.

The phone was connected, and a man's gentle and pleasant voice came from the other end: "Hey, what can I do for Mr. Mo?"

Song Qianyu seemed a little surprised that Mo Tingyuan called him.

With indifference and alienation in Mo Tingyuan's voice, he asked straightforwardly: "Lin Chuqi was injured and hospitalized."

The people at the other end were stunned, apparently they didn't expect Lin Chuqi to be injured and hospitalized.

Song Qianyu paused, his voice became tense, and he asked, "Senior sister, what happened to her? Is it serious?"

"I've been in a coma for a day." Mo Tingyuan's tone was calm, without any disturbance.

Hearing this, Song Qianyu's pupils shrank suddenly, his hand holding the phone tightened, and his voice became a little lower: "Mr. Mo, how is the specific situation?"

"I hit my head." Mo Tingyuan said flatly.

After finishing speaking, Mo Tingyuan hung up the phone, and then threw his mobile phone aside, his eyes fixed on the pile of documents on the table.

He can't be absent from this meeting. After all, this shareholding reorganization involves many things, and there are also many civil strife in the Mo Group. Although he has managed the company in an orderly manner over the years, there are always internal worries. This reorganization is an opportunity , he must grasp it.

But Lin Chuqi...

He was relieved to leave it to Song Qianyu, although subconsciously he was unwilling to let Song Qianyu and Lin Chuqi get too close.

嗏

Mo Tingyuan's eyes dimmed, now Song Qianyu is indeed the most suitable candidate.

Mo Tingyuan picked up the document and got up and walked towards the door.

the other side.

After the phone was hung up, Song Qianyu was startled. He threw the phone on the sofa, got up and walked out the door.

It was already half an hour later when Song Qianyu drove to the hospital. He parked the car and walked quickly into the hospital.

Song Qianyu pushed open the door of the ward, and saw Lin Chuqi lying on the bed with gauze wrapped around his head and lying on the bed, receiving an infusion.

Looking at the girl lying on the bed, Song Qianyu's eyes flickered with concern. He pursed his lips, stepped forward, and held Lin Chuqi's hand in his palm.

"Sister..."

Song Qianyu called Lin Chuqi, his voice was full of worry.

Not knowing if she heard the voice, Lin Chuqi's eyelashes trembled a few times, and she opened her eyes.

"Sister?"

Lin Chuqi's gaze was dull, she blinked and then gradually regained focus.

"Sister, how are you doing?"

Seeing Lin Chuqi's appearance, Song Qianyu became even more worried.

Lin Chuqi shook her head, pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled: "I'm fine, don't worry..."

Her head is still hurting, so her face is extremely pale. She struggled to sit up and wanted to get off the bed, but because her movements were too large, she was dragged to the wound. huddled together.

"Sister, don't move."

Song Qianyu hurriedly stepped forward to support Lin Chuqi, for fear that she would fall.

Lin Chuqi raised her head and looked at Song Qianyu in front of her. She nodded slightly and said weakly, "Qianyu, thank you..."

Song Qianyu let go of Lin Chuqi's hand, and he had a slight premonition of an answer in his heart.

The senior sister probably thought that she saved her, right?
He wanted to make it clear to his senior right now, but no matter how hard he opened his mouth to say it.

The sound just can't come out...

(End of this chapter)