How can the president be fierce

Chapter 77 It's midnight, everyone is off work, who will divorce you?
A beautiful woman frowned in distress: "Drunk, how did you get hurt here?"

Bai Nen's small hands wanted to touch those wounds, but the man avoided them calmly.

"I said the crocodile bit it, do you believe it?" With a cynical tone and a wandering look, he even bit the fragrant shoulder of the woman in his arms gently.

Several women around laughed like silver bells, and pushed him reluctantly: "Drunk, it's really bad for you to fool us like this~"

Liang Zui also laughed, bowed his head and casually straightened his sleeves, covering those wounds.

……

At around nine o'clock in the evening, fine snow began to fall.

The snow was not heavy, but it kept falling into pieces, and Liang Musheng gradually lost his mind.

Seeing him like this, several high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen around him didn't dare to disturb him lightly, so they had to chat about some innocuous topics for a while and wait for him to recover.

It wasn't until the smoke between his fingers burned out and the scarlet fire burned the back of the man's fingers that his long-standing posture finally changed.

Smash the cigarette in the ashtray, glance at the watch and then get up: "I still have something to do, let's talk slowly."

A group of people didn't dare to ask more questions, so they hurriedly got up to send them off.

……

Tonight was especially hard.

Liang Musheng came out of the bathroom for the third time, looked at the time, it was only 23:[-].

"My wife is still there?" He frowned and looked at the heavy snow falling under the light.

Uncle Zhou helped him pour a cup of hot tea and handed it over: "Yes, it seems that you won't go back until the young master."

Liang Musheng closed his eyes, pinching the center of his brows as if he had a headache.

……

It was almost early morning, and Qing Xiaomo was curled up on the stone steps outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, her hair and shoulders covered with a thick layer of snow.

Her body was so cold that she almost lost consciousness, she gradually leaned against the marble wall, and her consciousness became drowsy.

After an unknown amount of time, the black windbreaker with a man's body temperature fell down, covering her from head to tail.

She woke up in a daze, her voice was a little hoarse: "Have you brought all the documents?"

The man brushed the snow off her hair with his warm fingertips, and his voice was a little hoarse than hers: "It's midnight, everyone is off work, who will divorce you?"

Qing Xiaomo pushed his hand away: "I'll wait here, they will go to work early tomorrow morning."

The man choked for breath, and for a long while, he frowned and stared at her pale face: "I just want Xiao Qianrou to give up on you, but I didn't expect him to force your mother to death. Having a heart attack is even more accidental, Qing Xiaomo, you can't blame me for everything."

"Why do you want him to give up on me? Liang Musheng, when you framed my mother, I was still abroad, and we didn't even know each other!"

We don't even know each other yet.

The dim light blurred the man's expression, only the voice showed a bit of coldness: "I know you, Qing Xiaomo, you owe me a debt, and I'm here to ask you to collect the debt."

Qing Xiaomo didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so she buried her face in her arms: "I don't want to see you, I don't want to talk to you, you prepare your documents, we will go through the divorce procedures as soon as they go to work."

As soon as the voice fell, the whole person suddenly vacated.

She gasped: "Liang Musheng, let me down!!"

The man forcefully stuffed her into the car. Seeing that she got up and was about to get off from the other side, the man locked her waist with his long arms and brought her directly into his arms.

Hot breath gushed down and landed on her cold face: "Listen well, now that I'm married, I won't leave! If you really want to avenge me for your mother, you can make good use of your wife Liang's love." identity!"

　One per day~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)