Deep love, the president's strength favors his wife

Chapter 227

"It's okay, I just saw that you haven't returned to the apartment these few nights, so I asked." Chu Moyan stood on the balcony, staring at the dark balcony next to him with lonely eyes, his heart was filled with apathy.

He thought that Chu Mohan would have a chance to get close to Lu Qingying when he was on a business trip, but he found that she was farther away. During the day, he was pestered by Lu Nanqing in the company. Didn't come back for several nights.

"I've been here with my mother for the past few days." Lu Qingying's soft voice sounded.

"Oh, how is Auntie?"

"Much better, thank you for your concern."

"Thank you for what." After Chu Moyan finished speaking, the other end of the phone became silent, and it took a long time to speak.

"By the way, Mo Yan, have you called Mo Han today?"

After Chu Moyan heard this, the astringency in his heart became a little stronger. It turned out that the topic between him and her would never revolve around the name Chu Mohan.

"Well, I called, but I didn't answer, I guess I'm busy."

"Oh." Lu Qingying replied in disappointment, and after a few blind words with Chu Moyan, she found an excuse and hung up the phone. She was afraid that the phone was busy and Chu Mohan would not be able to call.

Chu Moyan walked back to the house full of disappointment, and the phone rang again.

"what's up?"

"Second Young Master, it's not good, something happened to Eldest Young Master." Tang Rufeng's voice was full of anxiety and panic.

"What?" Chu Moyan was startled and exclaimed.

"I don't know exactly what happened. I only received news that the young man was injured and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment."

"Tang Rufeng, you'd better pray that he's okay, or I won't let you go." Although Chu Moyan was jealous of Chu Mohan, and sometimes even wanted him to disappear forever, when something happened to him, But he couldn't help worrying.

"I'm sorry, Second Young Master, I mishandled it."

"Don't talk nonsense with me, book me the fastest opportunity immediately, I'm going to Baishi."

"it is good."

Lu Qingying didn't know that something happened to Chu Mohan, she waited from eight o'clock until eleven o'clock, Chu Mohan didn't call back, and no one answered when she called, her tense mood suddenly sank bottom.

After thinking for a long time, she suddenly remembered Shen Rang, and quickly dialed Shen Rang's number, and the phone rang twice before being picked up.

"Hello." Shen Rang's voice was obviously tired.

"Shen Rang, where's Mo Han? Why doesn't he answer the phone?"

"The president is busy."

"It's so late, what are you busy with?" Lu Qingying asked.

"Busy." Shen Rang hesitated, looking at Chu Mohan who was still lying on the hospital bed, his eyes were filled with worry.

In the evening, he, Chu Mohan and several senior executives entered the construction site to negotiate with the workers. Some workers became emotional and even threw bricks at them.

Originally Brick was thrown at him, but Chu Mohan pushed him away in time, only to be hit on the head by Brick.

At the moment of fainting, Chu Mohan said a word: "Don't tell my family."

So Shen Rang never dared to tell anyone in the Chu family.

After the examination, Chu Mohan's head was scratched with a long wound by a brick. There was no bleeding in his brain, but he had a moderate concussion. After the stitches, the anesthesia hadn't passed, so he still hasn't woken up.

"What are you up to? Tell me." Lu Qingying pressed impatiently.

"He's in a meeting." In desperation, Shen Rang made up an excuse.

"Can you ask him to talk to me or take a photo for me, Shen Rang, is that okay?" Lu Qingying said almost beggingly, for some reason, her heart suddenly felt uneasy, and she felt something was wrong. Good things happen, anyway, she can't sleep tonight unless she hears Chu Mohan's voice.

(End of this chapter)