How can the president be fierce

Chapter 641 If I told you that Ethan is not dead, would you still be so angry?
Snapped----

Qing Xiaomo's bloodless face was even paler now, her right hand was painful and numb, but she wished she could give him another slap in the face! !
I can't believe how this man can be so despicable! !

Liang Musheng's complexion was naturally fair, she slapped her face, and a few blushes soon appeared on the man's face.

He was quiet for a few seconds, and his dark eyes looked into her angry eyes: "Don't worry about getting angry, I still have something to say, for example, the divorce certificate you and I got is actually fake... ..."

"you--"

The hand that was raised high again, but failed to fall again, was held and fixed in mid-air by the man.

His complexion is as white as snow, but his lips are red and swollen because he was bitten by her just now, and there is a rare evil spirit in his eyes: "Are you angry? You can vent when you are angry, but I really don't like being slapped so much, it's not as good as you Just give me a bite, as for where to bite...you choose yourself?"

Qing Xiaomo was furious, and tried several times to withdraw her hand but failed.

"Let go!! Let me go!! Liang Mu gave birth to you..."

"Would you still be so angry if I told you that Ethan wasn't dead?"

"..."

All of Qing Xiaomo's struggles were frozen because of a man's indistinguishable words.

She looked into his eyes with black and white distinct eyes, probing and suspicious eyes.

"But something interesting happened..."

Liang Musheng took out a photo from the inside of his suit and handed it to her, with a faint smile on his face: "Look, is this your fiancé?"

The light in the bedroom was dim, Qing Xiaomo took the photo and looked for several angles before finally seeing clearly the scene in the photo with the weak light.

The photo should have been taken just now, because it just rained this afternoon.

In the park behind the hospital, a man still dressed in a patient's suit was sitting in a wheelchair, with gauze wrapped on his forehead and hands.

Standing beside him was a young nurse with a round baby face and a sweet and lovely smile. She was leaning over, holding an umbrella in one hand, and tidying the blanket for him with the other.

The moment the photo was frozen, the man raised his head and the woman lowered his head, their eyes met in the air, and the sweet and ambiguous breath was ready to come out.

She looked at the photo blankly, not feeling much colic in her heart, but more grateful to see that he was really alive.

As for this nurse...

She doesn't believe it.

If Ethan really met someone he loved, he wouldn't have been single for so long. She still believed in his character.

Liang Musheng lowered his head slightly, rubbed his nose against her earlobe, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "He suffered a head injury, and after lying in the hospital for two days, he woke up and lost his memory. Not only did he not remember you, even his parents and colleagues Don’t remember, even his job is completely forgotten.”

He was so distraught that he didn't expect her to do it suddenly.

The two of them were lying on the edge of the bed overlapping each other, Qing Xiaomo suddenly pushed him, he was unprepared, and suddenly turned 360°, subconsciously supported it with his hands, The forehead still accidentally hit the corner of the bedside table hard.

grunted.

Qing Xiaomo sat up and sneered: "I'm sorry, don't you accidentally bump into an amnesia! Do you think this is an idol drama? Amnesia? You're so funny!"

Liang Musheng got up with one hand on the bedside table, rubbed his forehead that was swollen in the blink of an eye, and complained: "Can't you be gentle? I have a press conference where the heads of state of several countries will meet tomorrow, and you plan to make me pass with a bruised nose and a swollen face." ?”

(End of this chapter)