Evil CEO's Deep Love

Qiao Sangyu was angry and anxious. She wanted to know if the body belonged to coco? She also wants these reporters to go away and not disturb her to investigate the cause of Xiaojing's death She even clenched her fists and almost fought them.

But when she almost burst out, she only felt that her shoulders were tight, a pair of big palms clasped on her shoulders, and then pulled her back, and she bumped into a familiar embrace.

It's Qi mo.

His appearance surprised the reporters on the scene. After a second's pause, he held up his camera and took photos.

Who is this man?

Everyone wants to know!

"Don't shoot!" Qiao Sangyu is also anxious. Her relationship with Qi Mo has not been made public. There are still many people to hide. She can't make the photos public. Qiao Sangyu tried to stop her, but her strength tightened. Qi Mo held her action and coldly answered the previous question for her --

"we were together that night, all night."

Low cool voice, not angry from the Wei tone, so that people around are shocked, for a time, no one dares to make a mistake.

"Satisfied?"

He swept the crowd with a warning, so he helped her out in a strong way, and opened up their relationship in full view of the public

***

there are three cars going to H City, escorting front and back, Qi Mo and Qiao Sangyu sitting in the middle of the car.

It's very quiet in the car.

Her subordinates focused on driving. She and Qi mo were sitting in the back seat, and his hand was still holding her, holding her hand, just as he was at the door of the hotel.

Just now, in front of everyone and the camera lens, he announced their relationship coldly and haughtily, completely deterring the aggressive reporters. He has an indescribable aura. Once he gets angry, he can naturally suppress the people around him. There is no doubt So the reporters did not dare to ask any more questions.

She was just as stupid at the time.

She did not expect that Qi Mo would disclose their relationship in that way under that situation - "we are together.". We were together all night. " His two understated words let everyone know their love process She wants to hide the love process!

What should we do?

Qiao Sangyu completely "confused" hands and feet, she did not dare to admit to agree, also difficult to shake her head to deny, only stood blankly, eyes are at a loss.

Until Qi Mo takes her hand.

His big palm wrapped around her, stretched out her fingers, and quietly "color" with her fingers "hand in hand:" let's go. " Then, in the eyes of everyone, she was brought out of the circle of reporters

Nobody dares to stop

Now, Qiao Sangyu came back to his senses, and their hands still kept the posture of "hand in hand" and "hand in hand".

In this silent environment, she pursed her lips, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and her brain involuntarily came up with the following troubles -- Qi Mo's "testimony". Can it help her clear the suspicion? She's not sure about that. However, she is sure that her group photo with Qi Mo will soon be on the front page of various entertainment sectors

Everyone will know that she is in love.

Then, curious people will dig out Qi Mo's identity, occupation and background

What's more, my brother's investigation must be faster than that of netizens. Once he sees the report and starts to check it, he will soon find out the black background of Qi mo How can she give her brother a hand? Is it irresponsible to evade and just "wave" with Qi Mo? Or take the initiative to confess, accept the endless trial, can no longer be together with Qi Mo?

None of them.

Qiao Sangyu was in such a dilemma that he couldn't help feeling down. She moved her hand and held him back with a little strength. Meanwhile, she sat down towards him and leaned over, just lying on Qi Mo's body Inexplicably, she was a little reluctant, so she couldn't help being greedy.

"Tired?" Qi Mo did not find her strange, immediately adjusted the sitting posture, so that she can lie more comfortable, "to sleep?"

"No She murmured, continuing to bury most of her head in his arms.

"Worried?" He surmised, smiling and comforting, "it's just a person in charge of management, there's no danger..."

"I'm thinking about us." Qiao Sangyu interrupted him, and his voice came out of his "chest" cavity, "after thinking about us..." Half way through, her voice stopped for a few seconds before murmuring, "what will we become?"

She tried her best to cover up her loss and pretended to smile easily. As expected, Qi Mo didn't hear anything wrong.

"What are we going to do?" He sneered, looked around for a week, and then fell back to her head, "there are no candles, no fresh flowers, no music, and someone in the way is driving Are you sure you want to tell me this? " It's like there's less sense of "waves.".

The subordinates who had been hit by the waves shrunk their heads, pretended not to hear them, and continued to drive in the way of getting in the way.

Can't he throw the steering wheel and jump off?Qiao Sangyu also laughed, but he was a little sour and helpless.

She can't talk to Qi Mo about this. He doesn't understand her family's persistence and cognition, and certainly doesn't understand her so many concerns.

Qiao Sangyu went back to Qi Mo's arms and decided to give up. However, he felt his hand caressing her hair. For a long time, his voice came from the top of his head. He was tolerant and indulgent: "we will become what you like, eh?"

Three hours later, I arrived in the suburb of H city and found the residence of the villa manager.

Here is a small town. It's sunset and dusk. There are no people on the narrow street. Several old shops on the street have already closed their doors, but only one at the corner is still on. The words "Xiao's winery" are hanging on the door, which is blowing in the wind.

"Xiao Qiang, living alone, is there." The subordinate closed the information and gave a glance in the direction of the distillery.

Qi Mo nodded and turned to look at Qiao Sangyu: "let's go?"

"Yes."

***

the winery is very old, with dark "color" VATS all over the room, covered with straw woven lids. Once in, the nose is full of strong wine aroma.

There was an old man in his sixties who just came out of the room. He was simple. When he saw them, he was surprised. With obvious fear at the bottom of his eyes, he pretended to speak naturally and tried out: "how many are Do you want to buy rice wine? " The unsophisticated Mandarin is mixed with a strong H City accent.

In this small town, I've never seen such a fashionable and elegant person.

He had guessed their origin.

"Xiao Qiang?" Qi Mo asked with a smile.

"Yes It's me

He nodded. The next second, his subordinates closed the door of the shop. The other subordinates ran to block the back door, stopped Xiao Qiang's retreat and controlled him in the hall.

"This is What's this for? " He immediately panicked, thursing back, with a smile on his face, "you shut my door, how can I do business?"

"Mr. Xiao still has a villa to manage in a city, so the annual entrusted management fee should not worry about food and clothing?" Qi Mo opened his mouth slowly, picked up the lid of a wine jar next to him and took a look at it. He said the second half of the sentence faintly, "how can you still hide here to sell wine?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Xiao Qiang shook his head to deny, but his voice began to kowtow.

He is really not suitable for a liar. Even if he tried to cover it up, his pale and flustered face revealed the truth.

"Is it?" Qi Mo asked meaningfully and took another step forward, but the two subordinates behind Xiao Qiang had already held him up to avoid him retreating.

His face turned to panic.

"Wait!" Qiao Sangyu couldn't see it. She always felt that Xiao Qiang was simple and pitiful. She couldn't help pulling Qi Mo down and went to the front to communicate with Xiao Qiang, "Xiao Uncle! We have no malice. We just want to know who the villa is rented to? It's important to us! "

"I don't know! I'm a wine seller. What villa can I have? " Xiao Qiang even shook his head.

"Uncle, it's my friend's life! Just tell me. I promise no police or other people will come to you. " Qiao Sangyu advised for a long time, but the other side never let go, "or uncle, how much do you want? I can give you double what others give you. "

"Girl, I really don't have a villa!" As soon as Qiao Sangyu's tone softened, he was even more confident in his veto.

Qiao Sangyu was dejectedly trying to scratch his hair.

If the other party refuses to say, what can she do?

"Forget it, you drink some water and have a rest. I'll communicate with him." Qi Mo put soft tone, went to Qiao Sangyu behind, patted her shoulder, and then toward the subordinate standing on the side of the sign, "take her back to the car first. Sang Yu, I'll ask him again I'll be fine soon. "

Qiao Sangyu sighed with dismay. She had to raise her feet first. She said all kinds of "inducement" conditions. She didn't think Qi Mo could communicate.

"Miss Qiao, there is water and food on the bus. Please get on first." The subordinates are very attentive.

"Go and get me a bottle of water." She stands here waiting for Qi mo.

The subordinates responded and trotted away, while Qiao Sangyu continued to stare at the closed door of the shop in a daze until there was a loud bang suddenly coming from it, which was the sound of the wine jar being smashed She was in a daze and was about to rush in, but she stopped because of Qi Mo's words

"Do you think pieces of pottery can cut your neck?"

Qi Mo bent over and picked up a piece of wine on the ground casually, and asked carelessly. Before Xiao Qiang could recover from his astonishment, he was once again held by Qi Mo's subordinates, and this time he turned around and sent him to Qi mo.

The next second, the cold piece of pottery stuck to his neck.

"It doesn't seem sharp..." Qi Mo murmured to himself. He made a gesture to use a piece of pottery on his wrinkled skin and began to rub it with a little force. "Tut Tut, it's too painful to cut the blood vessels like this.""Ah! What are you doing? " In a panic, Xiao Qiang quickly hid back. "Now it's a society ruled by law. It's against the law to kill people! Who the hell are you? How can you... " Rush up and cut your neck?

In such a hurry, Xiao Qiang's Putonghua was inexplicably standardized.

Qi Mo was not in a hurry to break it.