How can the president be fierce

Chapter 49 Momo, I'm back.

Qing Xiaomo rolled his eyes at him, but said nothing.

She also knew that her anger was somewhat inexplicable, but she still didn't like being coaxed like a child.

He wanted her to help Mu Siyao revise the script and just say it straight, so there was no need to pretend to treat her to eat?If it wasn't for Mu Siyao's reminder, she really thought he just wanted to have a meal with her.

While feeling depressed, the cell phone in the bag suddenly rang.

"Momo, I'm back." On the other end of the phone, the young man's sad voice reached his ears.

The heart sank severely.

"What should I do? I dare not go home. If my parents know that I have dropped out of school, they will definitely be mad at me." The boy's voice became more and more depressed and sad.

Her eyes were so dry, Qing Xiaomo worked hard for a long time before she managed to say, "Where are you now? I'll go find you."

"Airport."

"wait for me."

After hanging up the phone, she took her bag and coat and got up: "I have something to do temporarily, I may not go back tonight, the script will be changed tomorrow."

Liang Musheng got up without any haste: "Where are you going? I'll see you off."

A sentence without any emotion, but it ignited Qing Xiaomo's anger like a spark. She pushed the chair away vigorously, and looked at him coldly: "Why don't you just change the script? You need to keep an eye on the thief." Staring at me like that? Don't worry, even if I stay up late in two days, your Mu Siyao will be satisfied! It won't delay her filming!"

After all, she is still an inexperienced little girl who doesn't understand the world, but she doesn't know that what she just vented to Liang Musheng is very likely to push herself back into desperation again.

The man's eyes darkened layer by layer, staring at her leaving figure, for a long while, he pulled the corners of his lips coldly.

……

From a distance, I saw a thin young man standing by the side of the road, wearing jeans and an off-white long-sleeved shirt, leaning against the suitcase with his head bowed, dazed and lonely.

It was as if I saw myself two months ago, also in such a late night, fleeing a foreign country full of grievances, I thought about countless scenes of Xiao Qianrou comforting her, but I never expected that it was him and Qingcheng who were waiting. Lingering. Love.

Chen Guang's eyes were wet and bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept for a long time, seeing her get off the taxi, he pursed his lips and cried.

Also studying at Dartmouth College in the United States, Qing Xiaomo is 19 years old, while Chen Guang is only 17 years old. He is a standard boy and girl, with fair complexion, exquisite facial features, a pair of black and bright eyes, and a cute and gentle personality, serious and eager to learn.

When Qing Xiaomo saw him for the first time, she was also shocked. If she hadn't seen him with short hair and wearing men's clothes, she would have almost mistaken him for a girl.

so beautiful.

In fact, his personality is similar to that of a girl, timid and sensitive, and he cries when he is wronged, and he cries a little more pitifully than a girl.

She silently helped him carry the suitcase into the car, and quietly handed him tissues along the way.

Chen Guang took a ride all the way, and when he was almost done venting, he asked her bluntly: "When you came back, how did you explain it to Auntie?"

Qing Xiaomo leaned against the car window and closed her eyes: "It is said that the school has a long vacation."

Originally, I wanted to play it perfunctory first, but I didn't expect so many things to happen suddenly. Now that my mother is lying on the hospital bed, she doesn't even need an excuse.

　Guess how Mr. Liang will deal with Mr. Piggy... “_”

　　
　
(End of this chapter)