Mommy, Daddy is here again

Chapter 39 He grabs her little hand and won't let go...

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Mo Zixiang to say anything, Jian Ruge glanced at someone's gloomy face, turned and left the box.

Seeing Jian Ruge open the box door and go out, Mo Zixiang sat there and shouted: "Ruge, don't go!"

The box door was closed again, Mo Zixiang poured a glass of wine, looked at Mu Qinghan, "Qinghan, let's drink!"

Mu Qinghan ignored him, stood up and walked out.

Mo Zixiang suddenly became anxious, "What's the matter with one or two of you? Qinghan, you can't leave, you agreed to stay with me until you get drunk and come back!"

Mu Qing coldly glanced at Mo Zixiang, "Are you sure?"

Mo Zixiang couldn't help feeling cold all over: Is he sure?

After being looked at by Mu Qinghan, why did he suddenly feel that he was not so sure.

"Let's go, let's go. Without you here, my young master is still happy and at ease. If you want to call a few beauties, you can call a few beauties."

After Jian Ruge left the CC bar, because she had been drinking, she stood at the door to take a taxi.

But before she got a taxi, she saw Mu Qinghan's driver driving towards her.

At first she thought she was just passing by.

Unexpectedly, when the car drove to her side, it stopped without warning.

Jian Ruge was slightly stunned and didn't speak.

Didn't this man find fault enough?

She staggered her steps, walked aside, and continued to stop the car.

The car drove forward and continued to stop beside Jian Ruge, blocking her figure blocking the car.

At the same time, the window behind the Maybach slid down, revealing the man's cold and deep facial features, "Get in the car!"

What is he trying to do?Get her in the car?Is it true that finding faults is not enough?

She wasn't in that mood, and she didn't have that international time to talk to him.

Jian Ruge staggered her steps, continued to bypass the Maybach, and stood on the side of the road to stop the car.

The man sat in the car and waited for a while, but instead of waiting for the woman to get in the car, he saw that she ignored him and went straight around his car to take a taxi.

When Mo Zixiang sent her off that day, wasn't she very happy?

A nameless anger rose, and the man opened the car door with a dark face, grabbed the woman's wrist, and led her to the car.

"Mr. Mu, what are you doing? Can't you see that I don't want to get in your car?"

While Jian Ruge struggled to break free from the man's iron-like hands, she questioned dissatisfiedly.

Mu Qinghan, who had never heard of it, grabbed Jian Ruge and forced her into the back seat of the Maybach.

His tall and straight figure sat next to her.

Lei Yi, who was driving in front, looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, with his eyes wide open.

What's going on here?
Him, what did he see?
Can the president touch women?
No, it must not be true!He must be hallucinating, or he must be dreaming!

Lei Yi took his big hand that was open on the steering wheel, and twisted it on his thigh forcefully.

The severe pain hit him, making him clearly aware of the fact that everything that was happening before his eyes was real.

Jian Ruge was pulled into the car and sat down, but the man still didn't let go of her wrist, and only coldly ordered Lei Yi: "Drive!"

When the car started, Mu Qinghan felt the wrist held in his palm, and unexpectedly felt that her soft wrist was so comfortable in his palm.

damn it!
Is he drunk tonight?

How could it be, how could he inexplicably like this woman so much?

This woman is attracting people everywhere, and there is such a precious man, I don't know how far she has developed!

He should think she is dirty, right?
Not only does he have serious cleanliness, but he also has a disease, a misogynistic disease.

He should hate, hate this dirty woman, he will not like any woman.

But why, holding on to her wrist, he is domineering and unwilling to let go?
Mu Qinghan's big hand slid down unconsciously, holding Jian Ruge's tender little hand, rubbing Jian Ruge's palm with his slender fingers.

Feeling his sudden movement, Jian Ruge couldn't help but tense up all of a sudden.

A current flowed from his slender fingers, spread across her small hand in an instant, along her arm, and spread to every corner of her body.

Jian Ruge was shocked by the electricity, trying to pull out the hand that was suddenly grabbed by him.

But she couldn't.

Inexplicably, a heat rose from her face, and it became hotter and hotter.

Because there is a driver in front of her, she can't say anything. After all, she is an international model, and her quality is everything that affects her life and future.

She just stared at the man next to her fiercely.

And Mu Qinghan didn't look at her, just grabbed her little hand like that.

Jian Ruge suddenly remembered something, she looked at the man, "Young Master Mu, don't you care about Young Master Mo? He seems to be drunk!"

"Shut up!" The man scolded coldly, stopping her from caring about other men.

Jian Ruge opened her mouth, wanting to say something more.

Interrupted coldly and mercilessly by the man.

Sitting in his car, she still has the mind to think about other men, she really has no shame!
"If you let me hear another word, I don't mind shutting your mouth up for you!" The man said annoyedly, his hands kept moving, and he continued to rub Jian Ruge's little palm vigorously.

The man's voice was extremely cold, extremely cold, and full of threats.

Jian Ruge was speechless, but she had to keep her mouth shut.

This damned man, bastard!

He took her hand and kept taking advantage of her, but he was still so fierce to her!

The corner of her lip was bitten by him today, she is not yet fierce!

If the tiger doesn't show off its power, do you really think she is a sick cat?

Then she will let him know how tragic the fate of offending her will be!
Thinking of this, Jian Ruge withdrew her hand forcefully.

She looked at the man coldly, and said seriously: "Brother-in-law, please respect yourself! I'm not any other woman, I'm your fiancée's sister, your behavior like this is very immoral!"

After finishing speaking, without giving Mu Qinghan a chance to speak at all, Jian Ruge continued with a cold face and said: "I remember Mr. Mu said that during the signing period of Mu's contract, as a model of Mu's, I can't make any troubles." Gossip! Mr. Mu, if you have a scandal with you as your brother-in-law, wouldn't it be even worse?"

After Jian Ruge finished speaking, she ignored the man and sat quietly on the side with a cold face.

Let him still bully her, let him still take advantage of her!
Even if you can't kill him with anger, you can kill him with anger!

Mu Qinghan suddenly lost the softness in his palm, and turned his head slowly.

Hearing the woman's ear-piercing "brother-in-law" and her words with guns and sticks, Mu Qinghan's face immediately turned livid.

He suddenly raised his big hand and squeezed Jian Ruge's chin.

At the same time, his icy face immediately moved towards Jian Ruge's pretty face.

(End of this chapter)