Domineering president's special love

In the morning, Shi Qinghuan took good care of Xiao Yang and went out.

The nurse pushed Xiao Yang to take a walk in the yard.

When Rong Yao appeared in front of Xiao Yang with people, Xiao Yang looked up at them without surprise. Just smiled, "this time, Chu is always going to catch me where?"

"Mr. Xiao."

Rong Yao frowned, "you are in poor health. Mo Shao has explained that he won't hurt you... However, Mo Shao has something to say and wants to talk to you face to face. So don't embarrass us. "

Embarrassment?

Xiao Yang smiled. How can he embarrass them now? He's in a wheelchair, isn't he at their mercy? However, this time, Chu Mo's attitude was indeed very polite.

He nodded. "OK, Mr. Rong, I'll go with you."

……

Xiao Yang didn't expect that Chu Mo condescended to be expensive and was on the RV not far away.

Xiao Yang was brought into the car by Rong Yao's subordinates. In the car, Chu Mo was working. He pushed his wheelchair to the car. Chu Mo had just finished a phone call. Chu Mo's eyebrows were angry. Obviously, the phone call just now didn't make him too happy.

Xiao Yang nodded to Chu Mo, "President Chu."

"Yes." Chu Mo looked at him, slowly picked up the kettle on the table and poured him a cup of warm water, "can you drink this?"

It seems that he took care of Xiao Yang's stomach?

Xiao Yang smiled, "thank you."

Holding a water cup, Xiao Yang said, "Mr. Chu, if you have anything to say, please say it directly."

Chu Mo narrowed his eyes and paused for a moment. "Do you know that your cancer has metastasized and spread?"

“……”

Xiao Yang was obviously stunned and his face was stiff. He nodded, "HMM."

Chu Mo looked at him, "so, are you going to drag this body and marry Qinghuan? You never thought about what she would do if you died. "

Xiao Yangmo said, "Qinghuan and I registered to let her inherit the inheritance. After my death..."

"Bang."

Chu Mo interrupted him with a sneer and leaned forward slightly. At the moment, he was not wearing a suit. His shirt sleeve was rolled up, revealing a solid arm.

Compared with Xiao Yang in his illness, it is indeed in sharp contrast.

Chu Mo hooked his lips and shook his head.

"Xiao Yang, don't you know Qinghuan? If once you get married... Do you think she will just for inheritance? She is a kind girl. If Shi Jinsong treats her so well, she should be filial? "

Xiao Yang swallowed his mouth when he heard the speech.

Chu Mo continued, "it can be predicted that you will die after you get married... Then you will leave her with your parents and your children."

He has no eyes, with the smell of examination.

"Excuse me, why should she bear your responsibilities? Have you ever betrayed her and asked her to be filial to your parents and take care of your son who has nothing to do with her after you die? Oh... Absurd! "

Hearing this, Xiao Yang felt guilty.

He didn't think about it. At the moment, he just forcibly argued, "I won't let Qinghuan bear these. After I die, she can naturally marry again..."

"Bang!"

Chu Mo said, "should I say you are naive or selfish?"

He suddenly stood up, bent down, put his arms on the armrest of Xiao Yang's wheelchair and stared at him.

"Xiao Yang, don't deceive yourself... I don't deny that you really like Qinghuan, so you want her to accompany you and die by her side before you die! Yes or no? "

“……”

Xiao Yang was stunned. Facing Chu Mo's question, he couldn't refute it.

Xiao Yang frowned and felt guilty, "I, I also want to help Qinghuan..."

"Don't you help her!"

Chu Mo frowned. "Do you think you're helping her by marrying her and letting her inherit Hengyang? Do you know who dealt with her? Just get the equity. Do you think Qinghuan can beat that man? "

“……”

Xiao Yang was silent. He didn't understand these things.

Chu ink hooks his lips and smiles lightly.

"Only I can help her."

"But..."

Xiao Yang swallowed his saliva, "Qinghuan, she... Won't marry you. It's with you..."

"She will."

Chu Mo didn't let him finish, but his deep eyes twinkled with an abnormal look.

Again, "she'll marry me --"

Xiao Yang looked at him and was stunned. Can Qinghuan really run away with such a persistent and stubborn man?

……

Rong Yao orders his subordinates to move Xiao Yang down. Rong Yao personally pushes Xiao Yang and sends him back.

Xiao Yang is now as if he has lost his soul and is different from what he was just now.

Rong Yao said as he pushed him.

"Mr. Xiao, Mo Shao will make arrangements for everything. I will hire the best doctor for you to ensure your health. Your family and your son will take good care of everything in the future. And the film emperor of this film festival... It must be yours. "

Xiao Yang nodded in a daze. Whether he agreed or not was no longer important.

Where does Chu Mo have the right to choose what he wants to do? Qinghuan is loved by such a person. I don't know if it's lucky?

——

Shi Qinghuan came back in the evening and brought Xiao Yang's agent.

"Xiao Yang."

The agent's face glowed with joy, "did I bother you?"

Xiao Yang smiled, "excuse me, let's go."

"..." the agent was stunned, "ah?"

Shi Qinghuan laughed, "ha ha... Xiao Yang is kidding you."

Then he took out the gift box brought by the agent, "this is the clothes to wear for the film festival. Xiao Yang, do you want to try?"

Xiao Yang looked, "don't try. It's a little big at most. It doesn't matter."

"Yes." When Qing Huan paused, his smile was a little bitter, "it doesn't matter. I'll make it up slowly in the future."

She opened another box, took out the skirt dress inside and motioned on herself, "wow... I haven't worn such clothes for a long time. I feel it's been a long time."

Xiao Yang smiled, "in fact, it hasn't been long. Qinghuan, we broke up for more than half a year..."

"Really?"

Shi Qinghuan was stunned for only half a year?

So, did she know Chu Mo for such a short time? She thought it had been a long time

The agent picked up the agenda and talked to Xiao Yang, "Xiao Yang, let me tell you the process of the film festival..."

"OK."

Shi Qinghuan smiled, "you talk, I'll cook."

Xiao Yang watched her go to the kitchen. In fact, these days, he noticed that Qinghuan always made one more cooking. This one was packed in a lunch box, as if someone came to pick it up outside. Vaguely, Xiao Yang guessed that it had something to do with Chu mo.

……

at night.

Clear water, Huating.

Yao Qiyue pulled Chu Mo, "dinner... I made it."

Chu Mo looked down at a table of food and raised his mouth with a warm smile. Qinghuan did it, he knew.