Boss Mo’s Predestined Love Brought by Surrogacy

Because Gu Yan was re-admitted, Manra had to leave her job and asked her boss to get off work early. Fortunately, Manra has always been a good employee who worked diligently, so the department head agreed to Manla’s request without saying anything.

It’s just that the traffic in this city is really irritating. It’s obvious that it takes only half an hour to get to the hospital. It’s because the traffic jam took an hour and a half to arrive.

I don't know what happened recently. There are so many people in the hospital. The team at the elevator door is almost at the door of the hospital. Manra thought about how such a small figure could squeeze over the big men or the old man, and thought that Gu Yan would be very helpless at this time. Manra had to give up the elevator and ran to the stairs three or two times.

Manra once again took out his mobile phone and looked at the news that Yan Yan sent himself. The ward was the 502 on the fifth floor. Manra glanced at the high heels on her feet and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not a dozen floors, otherwise it would have really taken her life.

Just waiting for her to get to the stairs on the fifth floor, she only noticed that a shadow in front of her eyes blocked herself. Because he ran too fast, a head slammed into the arms of the people in front of him. The faint cologne that smelled was mixed with the smell of tobacco, and Manra looked up a little.

Manra, who had wanted to apologize, was speechless when she saw the face of the person she had hit. Manla itself has a height of 165, but in front of this man can still be a bird according to people, then the height of this man must be more than one meter eight.

There is no expression on the man's face. From bottom to top is a pair of thin lips and a tall nose. Even a pair of swords and eyebrows are provoked to her. "Do you see enough? How long do you want to see?"

Manra came back to God. "Oh, sorry! I just accidentally bumped into you!" said, Manra, and some guilty to see Tang Zhongkai.

It’s just that the look is so that Tang Zhongkai feels a little funny. “I said Miss, isn’t it too bad for you to play tricks like this?”

"Ah?" Manra didn't understand what Tang Zhongkai was saying. Didn't he just apologize to him? So what is he doing now, and he still wants to take a break from himself?

Tang Zhongkai saw Manla "installing stupid", and the mood is even more unpleasant. "I said that you like to hit the man's arms to win the man's attention. I have seen more. I don't know where you got the news. It will appear here, but I don't want to eat this one, and advise you to leave soon."

Good guy, the man in front of him actually thinks he is deliberately picking him up? Manra now understands what Tang Zhongkai’s words mean just now, but she doesn’t know Tang Zhongkai, not to mention that he is not particularly good-looking. Why should he take him?

Well, she still admits that Tang Zhongkai is really good, but I haven’t reached the point where I have to go to pick up. When I think about it, Manra is even more angry. I have a body, and the beauty is good for me. Where is this person's angry qualification?

"I said this uncle, are you too confident? Do you need me to ask a doctor to see the psychological problem?" Manla sneered, and he sarcastically relentlessly.

Tang Zhongkai’s eyebrows were twisted. Apparently, he did not expect that Manra did not escape like other humiliating gangsters. It’s hard to be done. Is this a new way to find out?

Just now, in addition to the "hands-on" thing, Tang Zhongkai is obviously called by Manra to him. He only asks, "Uncle? Do you know how old I am, you call me Uncle?"

Yo? This stinky man is still so concerned about the name of others, he is really a slogan! This is Manla’s first feeling at the time. Therefore, she just turned her eyes on impatiently. “What’s wrong, Uncle? What do you want to say, aren’t you the typical middle-aged greasy old man on the Internet? ?"

"Middle-aged? Greasy? Old man?" Tang Zhongkai was in a hurry, repeating these words again and again. Very good, no matter whether this woman is using this way to talk to himself, Tang Zhongkai has to admit that he really wants to remember this woman who lives and does not know.

Manra did not retreat, and even deliberately took a step closer to Tang Zhongkai, and then he stepped on Tang Jiakai's instep and left.

It’s just that Tang Zhongkai’s way of letting her go so easily is naturally tolerate the double hurt of the body and spirit. Manra, who is going to walk, is pulled back again. “Very good, you successfully attracted my attention, now tell me your name!"

But Manra only thinks that this man is a madman who escaped from a mental hospital? I have already said so clearly, how do he still feel that he is deliberately trying to get him? Even if a person is narcissistic, is there a degree?

It’s just that Manra still has a swearing swearing Tang Zhongkai in the future, and there is a male voice that both of them are very familiar with. “Zhong Kai, why are you still here?”

Manra jerked back, who would come in addition to Mo Yichen?

"Manna, how are you here? Gu Yan is still waiting for you in the ward." Mo Yichen apparently looked at the atmosphere between Manla and Tang Zhongkai. It was a bit strange. "And you, how are you?" Haven't left yet."

Tang Zhongkai waited for Manra, but soon released the hand that pulled the Manla backpack, and Manra swooped forward a few steps because of this sudden strength. The mantle looked at Tang Zhongkai.

"I will go to see Yan Yan first." Manra only left this sentence, and then did not look at the two men with big eyes and small eyes.

Mo Yichen always knows that Manra's temper is good. It is also polite to meet with him on weekdays. How is the contrast today so big? Then, there is only one truth!

"Have you just provoked her?" Mo Yichen boldly guessed that after all, Tang Zhongkai's name was not white, but he did not expect to hit this tyrannosaurus flower.

Tang Zhongkai touched his nose and had some guilty conscience. "Who is she?"

"Your sister's girlfriend." Mo Yichen looked at Tang Zhongkai thoughtfully, and seemed to notice a little difference in Tang Zhongkai's tone.

"Don't misunderstand, I can't think of her!"

"Oh, I didn't say that you have an idea for her."

"Tang Zhongkai was speechless for a while, but he quickly hit his face. "Right, you give me her WeChat."

It’s the turn of Mo Yichen’s speechless.