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

Chapter 983 Worried or Jealous
Mu Qingqing couldn't breathe, her face was flushed red, even if Song Yanshu let go later, Mu Qingqing might have died.She kept patting Song Yanshu's icy wrist, but he didn't intend to weaken his strength at all. A pair of eyes full of despair stared at Mu Qingqing firmly.

"Song Yanshu!"

With a yell, Song Yanshu had just turned his head when a heavy punch landed on the corner of his mouth.Because the whole person didn't have time to resist, he immediately fell to the ground, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Mu Qingqing only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and it took a long time before she returned to her body together with the oxygen, panting heavily, and barely stood up from the machine cover in front of the car.

The moment her eyes fell on Mo Liancheng, Mu Qingqing suddenly felt saved, but it was followed by deep worry.With Mo Liancheng's current physical condition, Mu Qingqing was not sure whether he could still beat Song Yanshu.

"How is it?" Mo Liancheng frowned, his anxious eyes fell on Mu Qingqing, wishing he could tuck her into his arms to cherish her.

Mu Qingqing shook her head, but she was still speechless for a while, a deep red mark was drawn on her neck by Song Yanshu, it was almost like a deadly blow.

"Be careful, cough, cough..." Mu Qingqing fiercely pushed Mo Liancheng away, because her throat had just been severely constricted, and after opening her throat suddenly, there was a burst of violent coughing.Song Yanshu's eyes turned red. Seeing that Mu Qingqing cared about Mo Liancheng, she was even more angry, and her crazy fists kept falling on Mo Liancheng.

Mo Liancheng's reaction was quick, and almost avoided most of the fatal injuries. Song Yanshu seemed to be doing it on purpose, and punched his heart.Mo Liancheng quickly dodges, constantly on guard.

"Don't...don't hit..." Mu Qingqing stood aside, feeling as if her heart was on fire.But there was nothing she could do, she didn't know what else she could do at this moment, except keep stopping.It's a pity that the sound was very small, as if it was swept away by the wind.

Mu Qingqing had never seen Mo Liancheng and Song Yanshu like this. They had fought more than once, but this time was different from the previous ones. Mu Qingqing clearly saw the almost crazy hatred in their eyes.Compared to the two men, they were more like bloody beasts, with red eyes and madness.

Song Yanshu glanced at Mu Qingqing from the corner of his eye, but seeing her anxious eyes all falling on Mo Liancheng, he was even more angry in his heart.

Seeing Song Yanshu stop his hands, Mo Liancheng instinctively turned his head to look at Mu Qingqing, but who knew that at the moment Mo Liancheng panicked, Song Yanshu suddenly pulled out a sharp dagger, raised his wrist with ferocious eyes, and threw himself at Mo Liancheng.

Mu Qingqing was so shocked, she didn't even have time to think at that moment, she rushed to Mo Liancheng desperately, turned around and hugged Mo Liancheng tightly.

She actually wanted to block the knife for her, that was a subconscious reaction, and she didn't have time to think about whether she could survive the knife.

Song Yanshu gasped, and finally stopped the galloping dagger in time, and stopped in the air.When Mo Liancheng came to his senses, he pulled Mu Qingqing into his arms and tightly protected her.

"Song Yanshu, have you had enough fun!" Mo Liancheng stared at Song Yanshu fiercely, as if he was about to tear him apart.

But at this moment, Song Yanshu didn't care what Mo Liancheng said, his gaze was always on Mu Qingqing, and the knife in his hand fell to the ground in an instant, making a loud noise.

"For this man, you can even give up your life, is it worth it?" Song Yanshu asked in a deep voice, the tone was so light that people couldn't tell whether it was the last moment of peace or despair.

Mu Qingqing got up, looked at Song Yanshu firmly and said slowly, "Now, I only know that Song Yanshu from before is dead. From now on, we will owe nothing to each other!"

After finishing speaking, Mu Qingqing turned around and got into Mo Liancheng's car without looking back.

It wasn't until the car gradually disappeared from sight that Song Yanshu fell to the ground limp and powerless. Watching the still white clouds in the sky suddenly speed up and flow, there was a roar in his ears, and Song Yanshu lost the last trace of consciousness uncontrollably.When Uncle An heard the movement, he brought people out to find out what happened. When he saw the young master lying at the door, he was so frightened that his three souls disappeared.

The private doctor checked Song Yanshu's whole body, and there was nothing wrong, so Uncle An breathed a sigh of relief and let Song Yanshu lie in the room to rest without disturbing him.

It seems like a very long dream, Song Yanshu hasn't slept so deeply for a long time...

Mo Liancheng's car drove directly to Donglin Villa, and the two of them were relatively silent all the way, each with their own concerns.As soon as Mu Qingqing got home, she rushed into the bathroom. An hour later, Mo Liancheng stood at the door, carefully wrapping Mu Qingqing in a huge towel.

"Be careful of catching a cold..."

Mo Liancheng's gentle voice immediately made Mu Qingqing's eyes wet. She couldn't bear it for a moment, she threw herself into Mo Liancheng's arms, and kept repeating, "I'm sorry, I... I'm sorry..."

Mu Qingqing didn't know what she did wrong, and she didn't know what she wanted to explain to Mo Liancheng at this moment. Mu Qingqing couldn't tell whether she was apologizing for herself or for Song Yanshu, whom she once valued.In short, at this moment, all the fragility in my heart rushed to the man in front of me, and I lost my mind.

Mo Liancheng directly hugged Mu Qingqing, put her in front of the mirror of the dressing table, and helped her dry her hair without saying a word.As the warm wind blew across her neck, Mu Qingqing felt her whole body numb, as if she had returned to warmth.

It was not until his hair was dried that Mo Liancheng opened his mouth slowly, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry about me by making up your own mind in the future!"

Looking at the sharp-edged facial features in the mirror, Mu Qingqing was as indifferent as before, with tears still in her eyes, she looked at him and said, "You know everything?"

If Mo Liancheng hadn't found out the truth, he wouldn't have appeared at the gate of Song's house in time today, it was obvious.But Mo Liancheng didn't answer Mu Qingqing's question, but just stretched out his hand and rubbed Mu Qingqing's soft hair, and a slightly reproachful reprimand fell down.

"It turns out that you specially ordered a cake for Song Yanshu to celebrate his birthday in order to search for evidence. Why didn't you tell me earlier that if you insist on doing such a dangerous thing by yourself, I would be worried and know!"

Mu Qingqing got up, turned to look at Mo Liancheng, and twitched the corners of her mouth with a half-smile, "So you know what I did!"

"Are you worried or jealous?"

Mo Liancheng reached out and pinched the tip of Mu Qingqing's nose, and pulled her into his arms lovingly.

(End of this chapter)