Cute baby coming: president daddy show love again

The next day, the news and small video software of all the major portals in Jingcheng were full of relevant news at home yesterday.

In the face of Shen Mocheng, who has never been able to take photos, media people have conducted various discussions and guesses.

More than that, I don't know who spread the news that Shen Mocheng was shot that day to the Internet, causing a high amount of reading.

The public relations department of mg group dealt with it urgently and sent a lawyer's letter to those media people. But the other side is obviously not afraid, shouting that this is the truth. As a result, the two sides launched a fierce battle.

In the study, Shen Mocheng angrily threw the tablet to the ground and immediately cracked it. Some unkind words, such as disabled, disabled and so on, deeply stimulated Shen Mocheng's eyes.

Looking at the wheelchair, Shen Mocheng was more upset: "who said Shen Mocheng can only be disabled, I don't believe it!"

Angrily, he takes off the blanket on his legs. Shen Mo Cheng supports the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, struggling to stand up. But there is always a gap between dream and reality. Shen Mocheng tries to stand up, but his body can't stand up.

Just released the armrest, the body directly fell to the ground heavily. Shen Mocheng did not give up, holding the edge of his desk with both hands, and tried to stand up again. Dou Da's sweat fell from his forehead and his arms were shaking.

After getting up, Shen Mocheng steps forward, but falls down again because of his right leg. The back of the hand fell on the fragments of the tablet, directly cut the skin, blood DC.

Xia Rong just good to deliver medicine, push the door and enter, immediately startled, flurried forward: "Mo Cheng, why do you get up, hands are bleeding."

Shen Mocheng angrily pushed her away and yelled, "don't worry about me!"

The water cup fell to the ground and the glass splashed everywhere. Looking at him, Xia Rong's face turned pale: "Mo Cheng..."

"Get out!" Shen Mocheng orders out loud.

Red eyes, Xia Rong bow apology: "sorry."

At the moment, Shen Mocheng's head is full of negative emotions. He clenches his fist angrily and hits his injured right leg directly.

Seeing this, Xia Rong worried that he would hurt herself, so she grabbed him: "Mo Cheng, don't do this..."

"They're right. I'm a loser!" Shen Mocheng growled in pain. Shen Mocheng, who once wanted to make public, did not expect that he would be so frustrated one day.

Xia Rong hugged him and begged: "Mo Cheng, I beg you, don't read those comments, OK? Those people are fed and supported. What does this have to do with them and what is their qualification to comment on it? "

Shen Mo Cheng didn't speak. He pursed his lips tightly and wrote restraint on his face.

"Mo Cheng, when I was attacked by the Internet, you said, don't watch the news or listen to them. They hurt others with their sharp blades. When they know the truth, they understate it. Those people don't deserve to be seen

Shen Mo Cheng said with self mockery: "when it's my turn, I find that those are farts."

"No, it's just convenient to say, but difficult to do. After all, we live in this society, and we can only work hard not to look and listen. " Xia Rong explained.

Shen Mocheng lowered his eyes and didn't hurt himself any more. Seeing this, Xia Rong goes to get the medicine box and bandages his wound.

Looking at her attentive eyes, Shen Mocheng suddenly asked, "Xia Rong, if I really don't get better, what will you do?"

Raised his head, meet his eyes, Xia Rong smile, said: "I will make myself better, stay with you, do your legs. You used to protect me, but I'll come later. "

Listening to her answer, Shen Mocheng's heart rippled.