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

Chapter 972 Dirty Shoes

Song Yanshu's room was the same as last time, almost unchanged. Mu Qingqing looked around, her eyes stayed on the closet, she closed the door and walked over.

The clothes in the closet were all neatly hung on the hangers, and they were carefully sorted by color. Mu Qingqing rummaged through it casually, took a sports coat that didn't look so formal, and changed out of her wet top. .Everything was going on in a simple and orderly manner. If Mu Qingqing hadn't accidentally dropped another piece of clothing, she wouldn't have accidentally discovered something strange when tidying up.

When ordinary people see Song Yanshu's wardrobe, they will definitely think that he has a cleanliness addiction. It is a bit abnormal for a big man's wardrobe to be so neat that even obsessive-compulsive disorder can feel comfortable looking at it.But there was a black plastic bag piled up in the corner of such a man's clean and tidy wardrobe.

Probably out of curiosity, anyway, Mu Qingqing accidentally opened the plastic bag in the corner that was out of tune with the environment.Mu Qingqing was shocked, it turned out to be a pair of shoes inside, what was surprising was not why Song Yanshu stuffed the shoes into the closet, but why Song Yanshu stuffed a pair of muddy shoes into the closet.

The soil is firmly stuck to the edge of the shoes, and it has completely dried up. Just a little touch will cause a burst of earth-shattering celestial maidens to scatter flowers.

A pungent smell wafted over, and Mu Qingqing couldn't help but tighten her eyebrows.She quickly put away the shoes and stuffed them back into the closet as before.

"It's disgusting, to put such a dirty thing here..." Mu Qingqing shook her head helplessly, a little dumbfounded, she just lamented that Song Yanshu was different from other men and was very neat, but the result was unexpectedly the same .So tidy, probably because there are servants helping to clean it up.

Mu Qingqing didn't care, put everything away and walked out of the room.

The filming in Song Zhai ended soon. The director thanked Song Yanshu more than once. The media's nose is very good. The crew has a lot of people. Song Yanshu has long been mentally prepared that the media will come to interview, so he accepted it frankly. .

Because of his status, the reporter's questions were not too difficult, and basically both parties were happy.

After the interview, Song Yanshu called Mu Qingqing to stop. He originally wanted to ask Mu Qingqing to have dinner together, but he didn't expect that Song Zhai appeared in Mo Liancheng at an inopportune time.

"Liancheng, why are you here?" Mu Qingqing seemed a little surprised, because the cooperation between the Mo Group and MK has reached a very critical step, and Mo Liancheng has almost devoted most of his energy to work. Except for asking the driver to pick up Mu Qingqing, Mo Liancheng hardly showed his face.

The moment Song Yanshu's eyes met Mo Liancheng's, he became a little gloomy. Although his expression remained calm, his heart was already turbulent.

Seeing that Mo Liancheng actually appeared in the Song residence, some reporters who hadn't left yet secretly took a few photos. Mo Liancheng took Mu Qingqing's hand and smiled calmly, "Isn't it normal to pick up a wife and call it a day? What a surprise."

Mu Qingqing smiled, didn't speak, but looked at Song Yanshu, "Sorry, I'm afraid I can't have dinner with you today..."

"It doesn't matter." Song Yanshu kept it as natural as possible, but the smile froze on his face.

Seeing Mo Liancheng holding Mu Qingqing's hand gradually out of sight, Song Yanshu couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were extremely cold.

The carriage was extremely quiet, and Mu Qingqing opened her mouth first, and provoked happily, "Ahem, there is such a sour smell, it seems to come from someone..."

"When did you learn to speak so insinuatingly? It's not like your tough temper." Mo Liancheng said coldly, taunting Mu Qingqing expressionlessly, without holding back.

"What are you talking about, who is being stubborn!" Mu Qingqing frowned, glaring at Mo Liancheng viciously.

Mo Liancheng smiled evilly, kept his eyes on the front, and said very calmly, "The scandal of the film festival has not subsided until now, and the stock price of the Mo Group has also been implicated by this, and has always been volatile. Now it is the plan of F. During the critical period, if I don’t come to show off and let those reporters have topics to write about, who will maintain this balance.”

Mu Qingqing's face darkened in an instant. It's not that she didn't know Mo Liancheng's intentions, but such a calm and decisive tone still made Mu Qingqing feel uncomfortable all over.

"It turns out that you're just using me, and you're just business-like. You're so calm!" Mu Qingqing pouted, her face full of grievances that had no place to rest.

As soon as the words were finished, the brakes came to a sudden stop. If she hadn't been wearing a seat belt, Mu Qingqing felt that her body was about to be thrown out.

"What are you doing!"

The voice fell on Mu Qingqing's neck with Mo Liancheng's domineering kiss, and a row of faint tooth marks also fell on Mu Qingqing's white and smooth skin.

"Hiss...you belong to a dog!"

Mo Liancheng got up, his icy eyes didn't have any warmth, but they were overbearing and suffocating, "I didn't deny it, who said I'm not jealous!"

As he said that, Mo Liancheng took Mu Qingqing's hand and pressed it to his chest, increasing his strength, "I can't take it anymore, it turns out that painkillers can't suppress my possessive desire for you, I admit that I am selfish Can't you, don't torture me anymore!"

Mu Qingqing's heartbeat suddenly went out of order, and the sound of the heartbeat was strong and powerful, and it was especially obvious in the quiet air.

Mu Qingqing looked at Mo Liancheng with a smile that was not a smile, and her mood suddenly turned cloudy, "You can't hold back at last, and you thought you were capable!"

"Then do you want to see my skills?" Mo Liancheng smiled evilly, but his hands became restless.

During the frolicking, a black shadow slipped from Mu Qingqing's pocket and landed on the car seat. Mo Liancheng glanced at it from the corner of his eye, but was immediately shocked.

"Where did you get this?" Mo Liancheng turned sideways suddenly, picked up the things on the car seat, and questioned Mu Qingqing.

Mu Qingqing responded lightly, took the earrings from Mo Liancheng, and said calmly, "This is an earring given to Yan Shu by a movie fan. He said that he lost one accidentally before. This is the earring." That fan made it with his own hands, which has a different meaning. I happen to know some hand-made studios, so I plan to help him ask if I can make one that is exactly the same.”

"What's the matter, shouldn't you be jealous about this?" Mu Qingqing looked at Mo Liancheng with a smile, and said half-jokingly, but her voice stopped abruptly on Mo Liancheng's dignified expression.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Qingqing seemed to realize that something was wrong just now, Mo Liancheng stepped on the accelerator without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)