How can the president be fierce

Chapter 508 Long time no see, Alisa.

Three in the morning.

The elevator door opened in front of her with a 'ding' sound, and she paused for breath, clenched her stiff fingers, and walked out with her back straightened.

Outside the door of the presidential suite, several bodyguards were still standing upright like pines and cypresses. When they saw her coming again, their eyes became extremely vigilant again.

She walked over hesitantly, and one of the bodyguards immediately stepped forward: "Madam, who are you looking for?"

She swallowed hard: "I'm looking for Liang Mu...I'm looking for Mr. President."

"Mind if I check you up first?"

"……it is good."

The bodyguard went around her with a metal detector and checked her carefully. After confirming that she was not carrying any weapons from her hair to her feet, she relaxed her vigilance a little: "Sorry, Mr. President is resting, and we don't see any visitors now."

Qing Xiaomo's heart was so cold that she didn't have any mood swings, she just said softly: "I can wait."

The corridor was covered with a red carpet, as soft as a lawn. She hardly slept well these days. She was tired from standing, so she sat down unconsciously and dozed off against the wall behind her.

The night was very quiet, the man's shiny black leather shoes stepped on the soft carpet without a sound.

The scorching hot eyes fell on her pale and thin face, and the heart that had been dead for more than three years began to beat crazily again as if stimulated.

But what it brought was bursts of suffocating cramps.

Why did she still have such a bad life after leaving him?
The hot fingertips touched her face, a slight touch, but it still made her tremble slightly and woke up.

The four eyes met, and for a few seconds, time seemed to be frozen.

Liang Musheng suddenly smiled slightly, his voice was low and mellow, intoxicating even in this scorching summer: "Long time no see, Alisa."

It's been a long time.

It's been so long that his handsome and steady appearance came into view, and he felt strange.

His outline is more handsome and calm than three years ago, and his complexion is also fairer, but compared to the whiteness at that time, this whiteness is closer to a kind of sickly paleness, without any blood color, as if he came out of hell Like a real Satan, he is not exposed to the sun all year round, and his paleness is shockingly pale.

Since when did you lose your sense of this face?

Probably from the time she spent 10 yuan to hire a low-quality killer to take his life.

To be so determined to take his life, it is natural to let go of that love first.

She raised her hand to brush her hair around her ears, and smiled, "Congratulations, you have finally become the president of Liangcheng."

She didn't pay attention to his news deliberately, but occasionally when she watched the news, she could always see him, so she knew that he had become the president of Liangcheng, and she heard that he had a fiancée.

Look, there has never been any fairness in this world. No matter how much evil people from the Liang family do, they will still reach the pinnacle of life smoothly.

I don't know if it was because of her distant and polite words, or because of the calmness in his eyes, the curve of Liang Musheng's lips faded slightly.

"Do you want to go in and sit down? I'll ask someone to prepare some food for you." He said in a soft and slow voice.

Qing Xiaomo shook her head: "I just want to ask you, is that matching test report true?"

She only knew that he had type O blood, which should match his mother's blood type, but she didn't believe in other matching checks.

(End of this chapter)