Chu Qing was stunned, looked up slightly, and fell into the man's dark eyes that could devour people like a black hole. The voice of Si yuanleng and Li followed, like frost and snow, "what are you doing?"

Yan Siyuan's eyes fixed on Mo Qing's hand tightly around the woman's slender waist like a nail, and then hovered around Chu Qing's hand holding the man's shirt.

The two talents suddenly reacted. Chu Qing hurriedly loosened his hand, but Mo Qing withdrew his hand as if he were a beat slow. His fingertips also intentionally or unintentionally rubbed Chu Qing's waist and abdomen, which was like being reluctant to give up.

Chu Qing didn't feel it very much, but the move was intimate and ambiguous in the eyes of those who wanted it.

While Yan Siyuan and Ning Yaner are looking at them, Chu Qing is also looking at them coldly. She really wants to know how Yan Siyuan is close to Ning Yaner in public and whether he will be as lingering as he was peeped in the ward last time.

Unfortunately, they failed to make her happy. They both restrained and politely kept a distance. Yan Siyuan also helped carry the luggage. Ning Yaner was still a little behind him. Outsiders only regarded them as ordinary friends.

Chu Qing sneered in her heart. It was all material for acting.

The two groups of people looked at each other from a distance. Mo Qing was also a bit surprised. Her eyes fell on Ning Yan'er. She saw her nervous reaction when Yan Siyuan spoke. She couldn't help but hook her lips. The relationship was getting more and more complex.

Instead of welcoming his wife out of the hospital, the husband was with another woman.

Mo Qing knew it, but he still raised his eyebrows and deliberately asked Yan Siyuan, "Mr. Yan, is this to pick up Qingqing from the hospital?

Qing Qing?

Yan Siyuan wrung his eyebrows, and the undulating eyebrows were like nine chains intertwined, which was difficult to untie for a moment.

When did these two people get so familiar? Mingming reported the trace of Chu Qing to him when she was nursing. The man didn't appear. The cowardly middle-aged woman didn't need to hide him.

But even if he didn't sort it out, he might as well hinder the displeasure of Yan Siyuan. The man's firm jaw was slightly raised, and he didn't respond to Mo Qing. Just like the two people questioned him at the same time, they were deaf, but their cold and threatening eyes looked straight at Chu Qing, implying a warning.

"Uncle Wang's car is waiting for you at the gate."

Chu Qing gave him a fixed look, then slightly jawed his head and walked down the stairs.

Mo Qing smiled mildly like a carefree man and followed Chu Qing behind him. The brown leather luggage he was carrying was dazzling.

Yan Siyuan stopped Mo Qing when they passed by and said in a low voice, "I don't know when Mo's president became my wife's little attendant."

This sentence, quietly and clearly understood Mo Qing's identity, also delimited Chu Qing's ownership, and gently belittled him. He is worthy of being Yan's president. Yan Siyuan has issued a red card warning to him.

As early as this man appeared in front of Chu Qing, Yan Siyuan had doubts about his identity. When did such a person appear in the city with a needle in his smile, and he didn't show timidity against him, even faintly forming a confrontation.

Yan Si has a keen experience in shopping malls. He will investigate all things beyond his control one by one, such as measuring the value of a stone, exploring the origin, and then judging whether it is a precious jade or a pure stone.

Mo Qing was the one who got up in the financial industry in the north and suddenly came to the south to expand the market. He had both ability and ambition.

Mo Qing smiled at Yan Siyuan. The charming electric eye even Ning Yan'er was a little distracted. He glanced lazily at Yan Siyuan's hand. When he saw the man holding his luggage sensitively, he smiled more and more meaningful.

He only said, "this is each other."

Mo Qing didn't say it thoroughly, but the irony in this remark was endless in Yan Siyuan's meaning, and even from his mouth, it made Yan Siyuan feel a blow in the head.

He satirized Mo Qing for helping his wife, but he abandoned his wife and helped a man who seemed to have an unidentified and ambiguous relationship... It was obviously more ridiculous than Mo Qing.

Ning Yan'er looked at the situation in front of her and was still a little confused, but her inner uneasiness prompted her to make a sound. She took a step forward, pulled Yan Siyuan's sleeve and called him, "Siyuan?"

Yan Siyuan returned to his mind. The two men had already gone away. His hanging hands were gradually clenched, and his heart was dry and depressed.

Half a ring, he turned his head and said to Ning Yan'er, "let's go, too."

Sheet 70

Mo Qing saw Chu Qing's footsteps go faster and faster, and his eyebrows frowned. Finally, he couldn't help coming forward and holding the woman's wrist.

"What's the matter with you?"

Chu Qing's face was very impatient. She threw away Mo Qing's shackles and threw down the simple words, "it's all right!"

Mo Qing did not let her go. He looked at every subtle expression on her face carefully, as if he wanted to see something from it.

"That woman just now..."

Before Mo Qing finished speaking, Chu Qing cut him off coldly, "it's my husband's friend."

Mo Qing looked at her, touched his nose and suddenly smiled.

Chu Qing was puzzled by his smile. His beautiful eyebrows frowned and said angrily, "what are you laughing at!"

Mo Qing put her hand down and smiled, but her eyes were still smiling. The corners of her eyes were as deep as the eyes that condensed the light of the stars. She looked at her motionless at the moment.

"I just want to say," he paused and smiled more clearly, "that woman is not as beautiful as you."

Chu Qing was stunned for a moment. Half a ring, her face turned red, suddenly turned her head and knocked, "you and your men are so superficial?"

You guys?

Mo Qing raised his eyebrows curiously. Is there anyone who has the same insight as him? The cold face of Yan Siyuan floated in his mind.

And Chu Qing couldn't help thinking that Yan Siyuan was lying on her in bed a long time ago. With his sweaty palm, he pinched her cheek and said, you are good for nothing except this face.

At that time, she didn't know who Yan Siyuan said she was.

And now, at last, there are some eyebrows.

Chuqing closed her eyes and shook her head to get rid of the thoughts in her mind.

But Mo Qing suddenly held her cheek and looked at her seriously, "don't feel inferior. I'm serious. I've read countless people... Ah... Hiss..."

Chu Qing stepped on him and pushed him away.

Shit, she's showing low self-esteem!

"Chu Qing?"

Far away, a familiar cry pulled them back to reality.

Just now, Chu Qing was joked by Mo Qing. Chu Qing's irritable mood dissipated a lot. Looking straight at the moment, she saw Zhang Yuan standing in front of the car dignified and elegant, looking at them with her hands. I don't know if she saw their mischief just now.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like