One of a kind, the president's limited-time wife

Chapter 2 The Silence of Fear
There was an eerie silence.

Jiang Muyan maintained an elegant sitting posture, with his slender legs crossed, his eyes were always like the surface of a calm lake, without any waves.

Damn it, how dare you ignore her?
Tong Siqian frowned and curled his lips. Suddenly, the little tiger teeth that had just grown out showed, and he smiled heartlessly. He stretched out his hand and pushed the car door next to him, yelling, "Don't let me go!" car, I'll jump off!"

Seeing that the car door was about to open, Qin Mo slammed the steering wheel in astonishment, preparing to stop the car near the side of the road, "Sting..." The friction between the tires and the ground made a sharp sound that was extremely ear-piercing.

Before Tong Siqian could react, she felt a slender arm suddenly stretched out, and the car door closed again with a slam. The wind blowing in happened to mess up the broken hair on her forehead, and a faint scent of cologne perfume completely He wrapped her up tightly, and she threw herself into an embrace.

"Let go... let me go." Even though the wounds were all over her body, Tong Siqian never forgot to clean herself up!

Why does this strange man always have the habit of eating her tofu!
Wrecked a car and almost made her physically disabled. If she was eaten tofu again, she, Tong Siqian, could really jump into the Huangpu River!

But as soon as she struggled, Qin Moshen stopped abruptly. Before Tong Siqian had time to react, her body rushed forward by virtue of inertia.

The man's deep black pupils instantly sank a little, and he reached out in time, grabbed her arm forcefully, and pulled her fiercely towards him...

Time seemed to be silent at this moment, the blood in the head suddenly rose, the woman's beautiful eyes suddenly rounded, and her body stood up straight.

The lotus root-like arm had just been raised, and it suddenly jumped into the air, as if it wanted to hammer his shoulder!
Unexpectedly, Tong Siqian's hand dropped again, his head limply leaned on his shoulder, his eyes were closed tightly, and the pink lip print just landed on the collar of Jiang Muyan's white shirt On, bright and dazzling.

Jiang Muyan lowered his head, looking at the pale, slapped face wrapped in black hair, his eyes slowly fell on his 'spoiled' collar, and his black eyes were replaced by a complex annoyance.

This damned woman just passed out like this?
"Yan, where are you going now?" Through the rearview mirror, Qin Moshen naturally saw such a scene.

The man frowned, hugged the sweet girl in his arms tightly, his eyes were full of smoke, he thought about what the woman said just now, hesitated for a while, and said two words with his thin lips, "Apartment."

The car almost galloped all the way, got off the high speed, passed through a winding mountain road, and drove straight into the most luxurious area in the suburbs.

Qin Mochen parked the car, while Jiang Muyan straightly picked up the woman in his arms, and strode towards the exquisite complex apartment next to the car.

The floor is paved with black marble, the shining crystal chandelier above the head is very dazzling, and the armchairs imported from France are still unstained.

Qin Moshen put the car keys on the coffee table, casually pushed open the door of a room, looked at the exquisitely carved bookcase inside, and admired from the bottom of his heart, "Unexpectedly, you boy, Fu Moqing is gone , the apartment can be cleaned so clean."

Tut tut!Qin Moshen couldn't help wiping the snow-white wall, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: The word 'cleanliness' is not in vain!
Jiang Muyan on the other end just carried Tong Siqian into the bedroom, placed him on the soft Simmons bed, half closed the door, just in time to listen to Qin Moshen's words, and poked her with a sharp hand Poke Qin Moshen's shoulder.

"Oh my god!" Qin Moshen trembled all over, and when he turned around, he met a pair of icy black eyes, and his legs seemed to go limp.

"That...just, just pretend that I didn't say anything just now." Swallowing hard, the corner of Doctor Qin's mouth twitched violently.

Who doesn't know that the three words Fu Moqing are like a thorn in Jiang Muyan's heart, if touched a little, this man might go crazy.

What's rare is that Jiang Muyan's expression was too calm, as if he ignored his words at all, but still had a cold face, "Go in and have a look!"

Qin Moshen's heart suddenly relaxed, and he let out a breath.

"Ah! Good, good!" As long as this man doesn't pursue it, whatever he does is good for Qin Moshen!
With a good gesture, Qin Mo leaned to one side, turned around and jumped into the bedroom, quietly closed the door, and took a desperate breath.

When the door behind him was closed, Jiang Muyan's tight lips slowly relaxed.

He never doubted Qin Moshen's medical skills.

But not all diseases, Qin Moshen has a solution.

The tight suit wrapped his muscular body tightly, and Jiang Muyan stood upright in front of the window sill, and from his angle, he could just peek at the scenery of the whole manor.

Squinting his eyes slightly, a little relief flashed across his long and narrow black eyes, but in his mind, the suffocatingly familiar face was still lingering.

"Ah Yan, I want to buy a house in Hyde World for our wedding, how about it?"

The bright and beautiful female voice echoed in his ears, she stretched out her slender arms and hooked his neck.

"Ah Yan, I've already chosen the place to get engaged, take some time to visit with me, okay?"

"Ah Yan..."

Familiar whispers lingered in his mind, he shook his head violently, a strand of black vertical hair covered his forehead, Jiang Muyan reached out and rubbed his temples.

There was an abnormal paleness on his face.

Soon, the picture in my mind changed...

"Are you suffering from kidney deficiency?" An idiot-like expression appeared on his innocent face!

Why is there such a world of difference between the faces that are obviously exactly the same?

How could he compare this 'picked up' woman with Mo Qing?However, the similar eyebrows and figure, it is hard not to let him have an illusion!
Fu Moqing, where are you?

Thinking of this question, Jiang Muyan's stern face became a bit cooler again. Jiang Muyan took a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep puff. The smoke curled up, as if covering his whole body.

Mood, abnormal irritability.

The fiancée disappears before the engagement, how big of a joke is this to the Jiang family?
What worried him even more was what to do about Mu Jin's illness?
(End of this chapter)