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

Chapter 743
The crisp and cracking sound of porcelain filled her ears, and the burn mark on the back of Mo Liancheng's hand also fell into Mu Qingqing's eyes, her heart was pulled hard, and she wanted to step forward subconsciously, but was caught by that Damn rationality ruthlessly stopped the pace, and he couldn't take half a step.

"What are you crazy about!" Song Yanshu took a step forward, frowning, and stretched out his hand to push Mo Liancheng hard.

Mo Liancheng swayed a few times, but his eyes were fixed on Mu Qingqing, as if he didn't pay attention to Song Yanshu at all, his voice was obviously ironic and sneering, "Mu Qingqing, are you too old?" Impatient! You can’t live without a man, can you?”

He didn't want to use such ugly and embarrassing words, but at this moment, anger filled his whole brain, making him lose the ability to think. It seemed that he could only use this kind of verbal stimulation to make himself feel better.

"Snapped!"

Mu Qingqing slapped Mo Liancheng hard, the sound was as crisp as the sound of the glass being smashed just now, she exhausted all her strength and vented the grievance in her heart on Mo Liancheng.

When she spoke again, Mu Qingqing almost lost her voice, "I made this cup for the baby, you can't slander me like this!"

After finishing speaking, Mu Qingqing ran out of the backyard crying, Song Yanshu glared at Mo Liancheng indignantly, and chased after him worriedly.

The whole courtyard was suddenly quiet, only the sound of his own heartbeat was left. Mo Liancheng's hands were unconscious, only the burning sensation on his cheeks faintly hurt his heart. The howling wind passed by his ears from time to time, like a sharp blow. The knife pierced his heart one by one.

Mo Liancheng's distraught gaze happened to land on a fragment on the ground. He bent down and picked up the fragment. The word "Mo" was engraved on it. The baby's name hadn't been decided yet. Looking at his surname, Mo Liancheng I was surprised that I seemed to be too impulsive just now.

Go straight through the alley, there is a sunset square, where the fountain is stacked with thick coins into a tower, hence the name of the wishing pool.Mu Qingqing threw a coin into the air fiercely, closed her eyes and folded her hands together.

She has never been a superstitious person, and she thought she would disdain to pray for any gods, but now for the first time, she feels that this kind of sustenance is exactly what she needs most right now.

"Qingqing, I'm sorry." Song Yanshu stood beside him a little awkwardly, apologizing anxiously.

Mu Qingqing twitched the corners of her mouth, and said with a wry smile, "I am the one who should apologize. I always involve you in my relationship with Mo Liancheng. I'm sorry."

"No, I didn't know that you made the cup for the baby. I wanted to joke with you as a souvenir, so I secretly saw your pattern and copied one myself. I didn't expect you to be wronged by him. , I blame myself for being smart." Song Yanshu blamed himself a little, he knew that Mu Qingqing hated being framed by others, especially when this incident was caused by himself.

"Forget it, the relationship between me and Mo Liancheng is not about this cup at all, it's all about a mountain of grievances, how embarrassing it must be to be ripped out of dusty memories..."

Mu Qingqing was rarely so sentimental, she turned around and leaned against the side of the fountain with a sigh.

There were not many people in Sunset Square at around twelve o'clock in the noon. The sunlight refracted the water surface and sprinkled sparkling waves on Mu Qingqing's beautiful cheeks, like the finishing touch in makeup, and the beauty was breathtaking.

Song Yanshu didn't know what to say, so he changed the topic to other places. He withdrew his gaze and landed on the golden coins in the pool, and asked, "What wish did you just make?"

Mu Qingqing smiled and looked at Song Yanshu, frowning slightly, "Didn't someone tell me that once a wish is made, it won't come true?"

A nerve in Song Yanshu's heart was provoked, and the memory suddenly showed a clear picture in his mind. Mu Qingqing was looking at him with a smile, and kept asking what wish he had just made, but her answer was the same as that of Mu Qing just now. Qingqing's words are exactly the same.

"Do you remember?"

Mu Qingqing rubbed her hands and sat by the pool, her legs were shrugging and shaking wantonly, "You're not the only one with such a good memory, I'm not bad either!"

Before Song Yanshu could speak, Mu Qingqing expressed her sad wish, "My wish is too greedy, I don't know if it will come true."

"I hope that from the age of 27, I will not experience parting and pain in the future. I feel that I have endured too much in the past ten years. I am very tired..."

Song Yanshu looked at Mu Qingqing in a daze, and then he whispered in Mu Qingqing's ear, "Wait here for me, don't go anywhere, I'll be back soon!"

Then, he hurried away.

Mu Qingqing was a little baffled, and it took a while for Song Yanshu to run back sweating profusely, panting heavily, as if she had just finished a marathon.

"Where have you been, why are you so tired?" Mu Qingqing waited for a while, and even began to feel a little worried.

Immediately, Song Yanshu took out a large handful of coins from his pocket, there were as many as sixty or seventy coins, and he said with unsteady breathing, "I have traveled all over here, big and small, and I can only get so many coins! "

"Come with me!" Song Yanshu pulled Mu Qingqing and walked to the pool again. Standing behind Mu Qingqing, he poured the heavy coins into Mu Qingqing's palm, and wrapped his arms around Mu Qingqing's. Body, also placed his hand under Mu Qingqing's palm.

"Are you ready?"

Song Yan's gentle voice and scorching breath hit Mu Qingqing's earlobe, before she could recover, Song Yanshu waved his hands upwards, and all the dozens of coins in his palm were thrown towards Mu Qingqing. In the sky, the golden light shines brightly under the sun, which is particularly spectacular.

"I hope that from now on, Mu Qingqing can be happy, never experience parting and pain, and be happy forever!" Song Yanshu uttered Mu Qingqing's wish out loud, and Mu Qingqing looked at her in a daze. Song Yanshu's side face, his appearance was extremely sincere, as if those wishes would come true if they were said.

Sixty or seventy coins fell into the pool one after another, splashing brilliantly, and the beautiful fountain spectacle, like a flash in the pan, attracted the attention of passers-by.

After a while, Song Yanshu turned his head to look at Mu Qingqing, with a bright smile on his face, "This is enough sincerity, I believe the wish will come true!"

"For the sake of so much money..." Song Yanshu teased and winked at Mu Qingqing, making Mu Qingqing laugh.

(End of this chapter)