Warm marriage to the bone, the president's wife is ruthless

Chapter 144 I Don't Really Want To Hurt You
From the time he answered the phone call from Su Wanqing, from his promise to keep the other woman, from his saying that she didn't know what to do, from four years ago to now, he has always chosen to stand by Su Wanqing's side, and has never changed. .

She was wrong.

Mo Liancheng pulled his thin lips, and there was a monstrous anger in his eyes. He no longer had reason, and stretched out his hand to pull Mu Qingqing to his side. Mu Qingqing was thrown to the bed without any defense, and she was still shocked and disappointed. In response, Mo Liancheng's subordinates exerted force.

"Mo Liancheng, what are you doing!"

Mo Liancheng's eyes were red, and a terrible storm was brewing in his eyes. Mu Qingqing could see his evil curled lips, his former indifference and the contempt of the superiors, but he didn't hide it.

It turns out that if a man is not gentle, he will be in such pain.

Mu Qingqing didn't even feel qualified to be wronged.

Mo Liancheng's lack of love caused her to burst into tears instantly, biting her already injured lip, blood quickly spread out.

Seeing Mu Qingqing like this, Mo Liancheng's eyes tightened for a moment, and they were quickly filled with tenderness again. He stretched out his hand to pinch Mu Qingqing's small chin, and exerted a little force to force her to stop biting his lips. The darkness seemed to suck her in.

Mu Qingqing knew how bewitched he was at this time, even if she was forced to lift her chin, she didn't want to look at Mo Liancheng.

"You don't even want to look at me now, do you?"

Her attitude made Mo Liancheng no longer feel sorry for her, he reached out to grab her hand and wrapped it around his neck, his eyes were clear and his expression became more ironic.

The whole morning passed, and Mu Qingqing looked at the ceiling above her weakly. She couldn't cry anymore, and she didn't want to cry anymore.

Mo Liancheng went to the bathroom without saying a word, and soon there was the sound of water. When he came out, he glanced at Mu Qingqing, whose eyes were empty, as if the whole world had suddenly lost its support. She held her slender hands tightly, her veins bulging. rise.

"Did you feel it? A tool should be treated like this."

Mu Qingqing turned her eyes away, didn't look at him, and got up without saying a word.

He had no intention of talking to Mo Liancheng at all.

From the beginning to the end, her expression was a kind of indifference after a violent storm, like a ghost who no longer had the ability to look at others, and floated into the bathroom.

Before the bathroom door was closed, Mu Qingqing heard a loud noise coming from the door outside. The indifference she had held on until now finally collapsed, and she slid down the cold door powerlessly. Qingqing gripped the towel on the towel rack next to her tightly, her fingers glowing white.

Not knowing how she cleaned it, Mu Qingqing came out of the bathroom dumbly, wiped off the water stains on her body, looked at the bruises on her skin reflected in the mirror, and rubbed her fingers on her lips that were also injured.

She grew up with delicate skin, and it is easy to leave marks when she moves. When filming, even if she is just slightly bumped or bumped, she will always look shocking. Mo Liancheng always sees it, even if she doesn't say anything. , from his frown, she could also feel that he was distressed.

But today she is covered in mess, all of which were given by Mo Liancheng.

Feeling powerless all over her body, like the sand and stones in the river mussels that have been ground into pearls, grinding her tender heart one after another. Mu Qingqing was in so much pain that she curled herself up on the carpet and remained motionless. Invisible pain.

When she changed her clothes and went downstairs, she saw the housekeeper Mu Qingqing and suddenly remembered that she had called Cheng Qilai before, and wanted to open her mouth to ask, frowning and swallowing the urgent words that came to her lips, her voice was hoarse. Like the words, speaking now will only make her feel even more shameless.

"Miss Mu..."

Ever since Mo Liancheng left the villa angrily, and there was no movement from upstairs, Tang Butler knew that something must have happened between these two people, but he saw Mu Qingqing's lost soul now , I also know that it is not good to ask again.

"There is a Mr. Cheng who has been waiting outside for a long time, saying that he is your manager."

Mu Qingqing nodded, looked out without much change in expression, Cheng Qi didn't even come in the villa, he should be waiting in the car outside, but he didn't come down to see her for such a long time, Cheng Qi didn't even call , obviously can guess what happened between her and Mo Liancheng.

She didn't say anything to Butler Tang, and walked out.

"Miss Mu, the young master has something to tell you."

Butler Tang hesitated for a moment before speaking. Seeing that Mu Qingqing heard about Mo Liancheng and turned around to look at him, her expression did not fluctuate, as if what their young master said was meaningless to her, so she couldn't listen. It sounded the same, but he still said what Mo Liancheng said before leaving the villa: "The young master said, you don't have to leave, he will go."

Mu Qingqing could almost guess Mo Liancheng's expression when she said these words, she smiled without warning, extremely ironic.

"anything else?"

Mo Liancheng still imagined everything so easily, thinking that if he gave her another sweetener, Su Wanqing's matter would be over?
But she will never forget what he did to her that day, the heart he made her soft again was riddled with holes and dripping with blood.

"Master, he didn't really want to hurt you."

A man as proud as Mo Liancheng, he could see clearly how he cared for Mu Qingqing in every possible way, but Tang Butler could also see clearly the despair in his eyes when he did something wrong before he left.

He hoped that there would be room for both of them before.

Mu Qingqing didn't take it seriously. She tried her best but couldn't pull out a smile. She waved to Butler Tang and went out.

Cheng Qi's car was parked outside the gate, and the moment Mu Qingqing got in, she saw his faintly angry expression, and she laughed at herself.

"Let's go."

"What about things?"

"No, it wasn't mine in the first place."

Cheng Qi started the car, but still couldn't help looking at her.

It was just one day and one night, and she became so haggard and tired leaning on the back of the chair, as if she might not be able to hold on at any time.

(End of this chapter)