How can the president be fierce

Chapter 733 And Liang Musheng, sooner or later it will be mine.

"But the young master was injured, but she..."

"Liang Mo's matter, Alisa can handle it as she likes. I'm very busy, and if you force me to call you because of such a trivial matter, then I'm ready to leave the presidential palace, understand?"

Zhou Yang's face was instantly livid, and before he could react, the other end had already cut off the call.

He glanced at Qing Xiaomo gloomyly, said nothing, turned and got into the car.

……

Moore.

Mu Huanian dragged his suitcase down the stairs, as if he had cried, his eyes were still bloodshot, he glanced at Mu Siyao who was leisurely reading a magazine on the sofa: "Sister, I'm leaving."

Even at home, this woman still dresses herself delicately and beautifully, as if she is still a popular actress in the entertainment industry.

This is probably the difference between them, and probably the reason why they lost to her in the first place.

On the road of love and family honor, Mu Siyao is indeed more persistent and indomitable than herself.

She really can't stand the man she admires treats her like nothing. She has really worked hard, even at the expense of her self-cultivation and pride, trying to break them up several times...

The closer you get, the clearer you can see. You can clearly see how crazy and decisive the man is, sticking to the woman, as if his blood has been fused.

She can't take it apart.

When I saw Liang Musheng interrupt the meeting and leave those important foreign parliamentarians behind, just to follow Qing Xiaomo's order to buy a pair of shoes, this realization suddenly appeared in my mind very freshly.

She couldn't tear them apart.

Mu Siyao's legs crossed elegantly, with a cold smile on her lips: "So what's the use of uncles and uncles deliberately bringing you back from abroad? After just a few tricks, you couldn't hold back and fled in embarrassment?"

Mu Huanian blushed, bit his lower lip tightly with his white teeth, unable to speak a word.

Because she was right.

Mu Siyao lowered her head, slowly tore off a piece of magazine paper, and folded it on her lap: "I have suffered so much grievance and hardship, but I don't want to see their family reunite..."

I thought that Qing Xiaomo would collapse little by little in the desperate situation where Liang Mo might face death at any time, but I didn't expect...

Oh, she really has a big heart.

Or, it was Liang Musheng's company that made her so heartbroken...

"Don't rush to admit defeat, her son will die sooner or later, and Liang Musheng..."

She threw the folded plane to the trash can one meter away, and smiled softly: "Sooner or later it will be mine."

It doesn't matter who is laughing now, what matters is who can have the last laugh, isn't it?
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The definition of family affection is probably that one second he was still berating him coldly for his disobedience, and the next second he turned around and ran to the kitchen to search for food because he was hungry softly.

Qing Xiaomo's cooking skills are good, um, at least she was good before, but she has been pampered by Liang Musheng in the past few years, and she is used to waiting for him to cook, and when she suddenly enters the kitchen, she suddenly feels a little uncomfortable.

Liang Mo has always been picky about the cost of food and clothing, so he took the knife and fork with great interest, and frowned after taking a bite: "It's unpalatable."

Is it that bad?The small facial features are almost rubbed together.

Qing Xiaomo tasted it with his little hand, and frowned, well, the taste is really weird.

The two of them just stared at each other for a while, then resentfully decided to wait for Liang Musheng to come back before having dinner.

(End of this chapter)