How can the president be fierce

Chapter 643 Don't make a fuss, is it worth the effort you just spent?

There are all the facilities here, and the clothes in the closet are all newly delivered, all in her size. In order to prevent sudden changes in the weather, there are clothes for all seasons.

Qing Xiaomo watched him leave, and immediately got up and went to close the door, thinking about it and feeling worried, she pushed the single sofa chair over with all her strength.

Liang Musheng was standing at the door, and could clearly hear the muffled sound of heavy objects being pushed across the door.

His breath was choked in his trachea, and he could barely catch his breath.

After changing her clothes, Qing Xiaomo pushed the sofa away with all her strength, and panting, she went to open the door, and before she could go out, the next moment, she was led in by the man with one arm clasped around his waist.

The thin lips wrapped in anger suddenly pressed down, she subconsciously turned her head to avoid, and struggled to push him: "Liang Musheng, are you crazy?!"

Liang Musheng didn't really intend to kiss her, he took a step back and sneered: "Don't be a beast, I'm sorry for all the effort you've expended just now?"

The words fell, leaving her behind, turning around and striding away.

Qing Xiaomo stood still for a while before she realized, she frowned angrily, raised her hand to straighten her messed up hair and clothes, and hurriedly followed.

……

The night in Liangcheng is still bustling and lively, with feasting, singing and dancing.

Qing Xiaomo wanted to get out of the car several times for a stroll, but was stopped by Liang Musheng.

She gradually couldn't hold back and lost her temper: "I said I want to go out for a stroll, not just for a ride! I want to go down, I want to buy things, and I want to communicate with others, can't I?!"

The man glanced at her lightly: "It's not safe outside."

"No matter how unsafe it is, it's my own fate. I don't even feel sorry for myself. Why are you so fussy?"

Her voice gradually became louder, Liang Musheng frowned unbearably, covered her mouth with one hand, and compromised: "Okay, okay, just go out, what are you shouting at?"

The driver in front quickly handed over a paper bag.

Liang Musheng took out a towel to help her wrap it up, and took out a peaked cap to help her put it on, as well as a mask, sunglasses...

She gradually realized that something was wrong.

He held her small face in both hands, and said word by word: "Don't show your face, no matter where you go, don't show your face, Alisa, do you remember?"

Qing Xiaomo nodded: "I'll go shopping and I'll be back, just wait here for me."

After she got out of the car, four tall and strong men in ordinary clothes quickly got out of a car that had been following them not too far away, and followed them quietly.

The driver glanced at the man with his eyes closed in the rearview mirror: "Sir, are we waiting for my wife here?"

The man's thin lips pulled a little cool arc: "Do you think we can wait for her here?"

The driver shrank his neck and didn't dare to speak any more.

"Go to the hospital and wait for her there."

"……Yes."

……

Half an hour later, a sneaky figure appeared in sight.

The car was hidden in an imperceptible dark place, the driver opened his mouth wide in surprise, glanced at the contemptuous sneer of the man in the back seat, and silently closed his mouth again.

Sure enough... still can't find Mr. Wuzhishan.

Qing Xiaomo hurried upstairs, Liang Musheng repeatedly told her not to take off the mask and sunglasses, she felt something was wrong in her heart, and kept wearing them obediently.

I asked the nurse, and the nurse said that the patient had gone out to relax and would have to wait a while to come back.

(End of this chapter)