Doting on the Masked Wife

Outside the operating room, Murong Lie was sitting on a chair in the corridor.

This super five-star luxury hospital is also owned by the Murong Group, and it is only used by the Murong Group's internal personnel.

And now, all the doctors and nurses are on alert, because the owner of the hospital, Murong Lie, has been guarding here ever since he sent a girl covered in blood, her hair burned by flames, and glass shards stuck in her face.

With his back against the wall, his long straight legs are slightly spread apart, and the black pure handmade crocodile leather shoes are stepped on the luxurious microcrystalline slate.

A slender bronze-colored palm hangs lazily from the carved armrest, and the other hand rests on his chin. He just looks at the closed door of the operating room with a faint expression on his handsome face. His lips were pressed tightly together, and he remained silent throughout the ten-hour long operation.

His bodyguard, Ananda, has been with him for a long time, and he can be regarded as able to speak in front of him.

At this moment, he secretly looked at Murong Lie thoughtfully.

He saw with his own eyes that when they stopped at the scene of the car accident, looked at the burning bones of the sports car after the explosion, and the body of the driver who was supposed to be sitting in front of the explosion, the expression of the president seemed very calm now. The very pale expression immediately turned extremely gloomy, and then he ordered them to find someone immediately in a deep voice.

He will never forget that when the CEO picked up the girl, her whole body was covered in wounds, bloodstained, her face was almost half-disfigured, bloodstains, mud, soot, and even pieces of sharp broken glass wiped out her otherwise beautiful face. The girl whose face had become so horribly abnormal lowered her head so wildly and kissed her deeply, as if kissing some treasure.

It's more like declaring: This is my woman!

From now on, she belongs to me!

Not far away is the burning blue sports car wreckage that gradually turned into a pile of dark ruins. In the flames, the tall and handsome president hugged the slender and delicate girl in his arms tightly, deeply Kissing her passionately, not caring about the mud and blood all over her body, and her horrible face.

No one will easily forget this scene!

Because it was too shocking.

Ananda stood at the end of the corridor, secretly glanced at the president, and saw that the president had returned to his usual indifferent and evil expression, but after following him for so long, he would know that in his seemingly indifferent Under the handsome face, he was actually waiting with concern for the girl in the operating room to come out safely.

With such a serious injury, it took more than ten hours to rescue him, which is really worrying!

But for some reason, Ananda just believed that the girl would be fine, at least she wouldn't die like this.

Maybe it was because the CEO said to the girl softly and wickedly at that time: "Sleep well, but the god of death will not even try to take you away!"

That's right - if the president doesn't agree, the god of death can't take this girl away.

No reason, no need to ask why, he just knows.

The president is his king, and what the president says will definitely come true!

He totally adores the president. In his eyes, the president is not only the king of Murong Group, but also the king of this world!

And whoever the president wants, he will definitely get.