Mafia King's Adorkable Bride

An xiaonuan looked at Mo Qianqiu in a daze and couldn't help looking at Yeming.

Lord Yeming looked at Mo Qianqiu, shook his head, stretched out his feet and kicked Mo Qianqiu's legs and stomach.

"Ah! What are you doing? It hurts me to death." Mo Qianqiu held his leg and wailed.

"I think you're making a fool of yourself, so you don't respond." Lord Yeming said in a deep voice.

"It's none of your business," Mo Qianqiu said.

"OK, warm, we're home," said Lord Yeming.

"Well, good bye, doctor mo." Ann xiaonuan said with a smile.

Before Lord Yeming waited for Mo Qianqiu to speak, he took an xiaonuan's hand and left.

Mo Qianqiu looked down at his door and hurriedly ran out. He shouted to Lord Yeming's back, "Hey, remember to find someone to repair my door."

Mo Qian Qiu saw that Lord Yeming didn't pay attention to himself, smiled and walked into his office.

"Oh, a good door is broken like this." Mo Qianqiu said helplessly.

Sitting in my own position, I can't concentrate. I just feel very annoyed.

"Pa!" Mo Qianqiu put the pen on the table with no expression.

"Dean, your door..."

"Get out of here," Mo Qianqiu said loudly, smashing out the papers on the table.

The assistant looked at him and quickly hid. He said to himself what happened to the dean. He had never seen him lose his temper.

Mo Qianqiu looked at the assistant standing there and said loudly, "what are you doing standing there? Didn't you hear me tell you to go away?"

"Dean... You... Didn't you arrange the operating room just now? It's ready." the assistant said nervously.

"No, remove it."

"Yes," said the assistant, leaving.

"Stop!"

"What else does the Dean have to say?" the assistant asked cautiously.

Mo Qianqiu stood up, "find someone to repair my door." then he left.

The assistant looked at Mo Qianqiu's back and scratched his head. "It's strange. What's the matter with the dean? I've never seen him like this."

Mo Qianqiu used to smile at people in the hospital. Even if he made a mistake, he just said something about you and criticized you, but it's the first time he made such a big fire today.

Mo Qianqiu drives a sports car. There are always some things floating around in his mind, which makes him very upset.

"Shit." Mo Qianqiu cursed, speeding up the fastest speed of the sports car and galloping on the road.

I don't know how long later, Mo Qianqiu stopped at the door of a flower shop, opened the door, and walked out of the car with a tall and straight body. There was no expression on his handsome face.

Walking into the flower shop, someone came forward and asked. Looking at such a handsome man, many people were eager to stick it.

"What flowers do you need, sir?" the salesman asked with a smile.

"Hibiscus flower." Mo Qianqiu said the name of the flower coldly.

"Just a moment," said the salesman.

Five minutes later, the salesperson packed Mo Qianqiu's hibiscus flowers and handed them to Mo Qianqiu. Mo Qianqiu left after paying the money.

Sitting in the car, Mo Qianqiu looked at the bright and beautiful hibiscus flowers and showed his first smile today.

Put the flowers carefully on the co pilot and drive to the place you want to go.

Half an hour later, Mo Qianqiu came to a cemetery.

He took the hibiscus flower he had just bought and walked in step by step. His steps were heavy, like filling with lead.

Even if it's a long way, you'll arrive one day.

Mo Qianqiu came to a tombstone with hibiscus flowers, carefully put hibiscus flowers in front of the tombstone, and reached out to touch the photos above.

A picture of a girl in the photo. The girl is wearing a white dress, smiles beautifully, has long straight hair, and laughs with two dimples.

"You won't be angry with me if you haven't come to see you for so long. You should be angry. I promise you, how about coming three times a week?"

"If you don't speak, I'll take it as your promise. I know my Jinxuan is the best and will understand me."

Mo Qianqiu sat beside the tombstone, leaned his head there and didn't speak, but if you look carefully, you will find that Mo Qianqiu's eyes are red.

"Jinxuan, I miss you very much. Every day I dream of us. I wish you were still by my side now. I don't want to be alone."

"By the way, I want to share one thing with you. You must not expect that he was married. When we knew the news, we didn't know how shocked it was. We thought he would be single all his life."

"Moreover, he is now a wife slave. He wants to spoil his wife. Today, his wife's finger was injured. He mobilized people to come to me. It's incredible to think about it."

"Also, my sister-in-law is younger than you. She is only 18 years old. Is this an old cow eating tender grass and showing love every day? But my sister-in-law is very kind and nice, just like you."

Mo Qianqiu himself sat there talking to himself. From time to time, he turned his head and looked at the photos on the tombstone, as if he were around.

"Jin Xuan, if only you were by my side now, my heart would hurt every day. I'm not used to not having you around. I really miss you. It's like tearing my heart and breaking my lungs."

Mo Qianqiu looked at Gu Jinxuan's photo and couldn't help the tears in his eyes any more. He bowed his head and sobbed. He didn't cry. He just cried like that, shaking his body.

That kind of grief, only you know, all say that a man has tears, but in a strong person, there will always be someone who is worth his tears.

Just as Mo Qianqiu was crying, he put a hand on his shoulder. Mo Qianqiu stopped crying and raised his head. Tears had wet the whole cheek.

Turning his head, the other party smiled at Mo Qianqiu, "if you want to cry, continue to cry and cry out the pain in your heart. It will be much better. It will pass after crying. I don't think Jinxuan wants you to go on like this all the time."

"Minister, why are you here?" Mo Qianqiu asked.

"It was Jue who called and told me you were in a bad mood. I went to the hospital to find you. The assistant said you were out. I knew you were here as soon as I guessed." Han Yichen said in a deep voice.

"I miss her so much. Why is God so unfair and take her away from me? Do you know the pain?" Mo Qianqiu said sadly.

Han Yichen has never experienced feelings and doesn't know the pain, so he can only pat him on the shoulder.

Mo Qianqiu seemed to cry all his tears today, and Han Yichen stood silently behind him.

Han Yichen looked at the girl in the picture and said, "I wish you a good life in that world. If you have the next life, I hope we can still be friends. You should also bless Qiu and let him be good."

Mo Qianqiu didn't know how long he cried. When he stopped crying, his eyes turned red. He stood up and looked at the girl in the picture, bent over and gently kissed her in the picture.