Mr.CEO's Priceless Ex-wife

The fire in the villa is still burning, and the surrounding neighbors come out to watch when they smell the smell. There is a long distance between the villas. They don't have to worry about harming them. They don't care about themselves. They gather together to discuss the cause of the fire. Police cars, ambulances and fire engines drive in one after another The continuous alarm broke the silence and chaos of the high-end villa area. There were sympathizers from neighbors and complainants. The only two people left in the villa were carried out one after another, and the fire was controlled. However, an overhaul of Mo's villa must be indispensable.

Fire and water are ruthless. With the evacuation of vehicles, the onlookers also dispersed. They went home to check whether there are any potential safety hazards in their home. After all, the lesson of the past is in front of them.

In the white nothingness, mojie'an didn't know how he came to this place. He was surprised to see Lin Jie standing not far away smiling at him. He was happy and stretched out his hand to pull her, but suddenly his fingers burned and a sea of fire separated them.

Mojie'an withdrew her hand in pain. Lin Jie seemed to be ignorant and held out her hand. The flame swallowed her whole person in an instant along her fingers. However, the people in the flame were still smiling. The smile was so sweet, but it was creepy.

"Lin Jie!"

Mojie'an shouted and sat up. He was surprised that it was a nightmare. He sweated heavily and sat silently for a while. There were white walls everywhere. There was the smell of disinfectant in the air. This smell belonged to the hospital alone. He was very familiar with it.

"Hey, what are you doing?" When the ward round nurse saw that mojie'an pulled out the needle, she put on her shoes to leave and hurriedly stopped her“ You can't go anywhere until you're well. "

Mojie'an stood up reluctantly, pushed her away and said, "I'm fine. Where's Lin Jie?"

"Lin Jie's injury is more serious than you. She's still in the operating room."

Mojaan listened and couldn't wait, "I'll wait for her outside the operating room."

The nurse couldn't resist him, so she had to help him out. She met Mo Fu in a wheelchair. She hurried to check his father's injury and squatted under his father's knee with guilt. As a son, he couldn't protect his father. He was in vain.

Mojie'an bowed his head and said, "it's all the bad sons that hurt his father."

Mo Fu patted him on the shoulder and said comfortingly, "it's none of your business for someone to lose human nature. Let's go. Your aunt fainted and didn't wake up. Push me to see her."

Mojaan got up and walked behind, silently pushing the wheelchair to Joe's mother's room.

Before Joe's mother woke up, Mo Fu went over and held her hand. His hand trembled slightly. They had been separated for so many years, and they could finally be together. There were all kinds of twists and turns. It wouldn't hurt if it was him who was sick and disaster, but it was her who hurt her and hurt his heart.

Mojie'an watched silently behind for a while, quietly withdrew from the ward and walked to the operating room holding the wall. When he arrived, the lights in the operating room had been turned off. After asking someone, he knew that the operation was over. The guests had been transferred to the ward without stopping. He hurried to ask the ward and rushed to the ward, but he was empty again.

Lin Jie, where are you?

Compared with the mojie'an family, mu Zehao and Qiao Xiaoxiao are still in crisis. Mu zekun's father and son are too cunning. They have searched him thoroughly before taking him away. Even though he has reported to the police, he has separated from the police. The abandoned warehouse brought him is too remote, and the police can't find it.

"Xiao Xiao, hold on, don't sleep."

The combination of cold and hunger day and night was a great burden on Qiao Xiaoxiao's anger. At first, he could respond to Mu Zehao's words, but then gradually there was no sound. His back was burning, but his hands were very cold. It was obvious that he had a high fever.

Mu Zehao was so anxious that he moved his body to try to wake Qiao Xiaoxiao up, but it was useless.

"Mu Zehao!"

The abandoned factory gate was reopened. Mu zekun's father and son came back and angrily walked towards mu Zehao, kicked him to the ground, and Qiao Xiaoxiao fell to the ground. Mu Zehao was in a hurry. He let Qiao Xiaoxiao press on him on one side, and he cushioned himself below.

"Somebody, untie him."

Mu zekun expected that mu Zehao could not run, and ordered his men to untie him. The two men were tied together. He didn't weigh his hands when he taught him a lesson.

Mu Zehao didn't care about his dangerous situation at all. Looking at Mu Lingqi, he said, "Mu Lingqi, why don't you have anything to do with me? Xiao Xiao has a fever. You take her to the hospital."

Mu Lingqi looked at Qiao Xiaoxiao, who was in a coma. He also moved his compassion, relieved her body, pulled out the towel on her mouth, took off his coat, wrapped her, held her and wanted to go out, but mu zekun stopped her.

"Ling Qi, don't be emotional."

Mu Lingqi was stunned and looked down at Qiao Xiaoxiao in his arms. He was very struggling, "Dad, Xiaoxiao, she..."

Mu zekun ignored him, but looked at mu Zehao, who barely stood up, raised his hand and fell the contract on his face. The pieces of paper fell to the ground, almost covering him.

"You dare to play with me." Mu zekun stepped on the white paper and pulled mu Zehao's collar. "Mu Zehao, I intend you to let you go. Who knows you want to die."

Mu Zehao clenched his teeth and said nothing.

The silent attitude angered mu zekun, and the attack became more serious. The white paper on the ground was covered with blood, like falling plum in the snow, adding a little chic scenery to the abandoned warehouse.

"Boss, it's not good."

Suddenly, a subordinate rushed in in in a hurry. Mu zekun immediately knew that things were bad. He looked a little flustered. Then he calmed down, took out a Swiss Army knife from his back, dragged mu Zehao, put the knife on his neck and dragged him out of the warehouse. The outside has been surrounded by the police.

Mu zekun threatened mu Zehao's life and said, "prepare a million dollars and a car for me, or I won't leave anyone under the knife."

The policeman shouted with a horn: "put down the hostages, there is still a way to live."

"Less nonsense." Mu zekun had no intention of negotiation and shouted, "I have nothing. I have to pull someone on my back when I die."

The policeman compromised and said, "OK, we will do as you ask. Don't hurt the hostages."

Mu zekun didn't speak. He pulled mu Zehao back slowly, ready to return to the warehouse.

"Brother!" Jiang Yiming accompanied Mu Jingjing to the front and begged, "brother, don't make mistakes again and again."

Mu zekun looked at his sister and felt a little soft, but he refused coldly: "Jingjing, my brother has no way back."

Mu Jingjing burst into tears. "Brother, how can our family come to this point."

Mu zekun silently avoided his eyes and couldn't bear to see his sister.

"Jiang Yiming, take good care of Jingjing." Mu zekun fiercely warned Jiang Yiming, "if you dare to bully him, I will never let you go..."

Bang!

A gunshot rang through mu zekun's hand holding the knife. The knife fell to the ground. The police rushed up in an instant, controlled the criminal and rescued the hostages. The paramedics also came up to help mu Zehao on the stretcher, but he pushed him away.

Mu Jingjing came forward and held him, puzzled and said, "brother, what's the matter?"

Mu Zehao hoarse throat tunnel: "Xiao Xiao..."

The voice was very low and there was a mess around. Mu Jingjing was close to Mu Zehao's mouth. Only then did he hear the ambiguous words clearly and burst into tears.

"My sister-in-law is fine. They have sent her to the hospital."

After listening to Mu Jingjing's words, mu Zehao smiled reassuringly and immediately fainted. The ambulance quickly put him on the stretcher, and the ambulance sped away. A storm completely subsided.

Mojie'an searched almost every place in the hospital and couldn't find Lin Jie. He walked to the small garden in frustration, did it in the pavilion and looked up at the string moon in the sky. He was sad. The moon was not perfect.

There are too many bad memories of her and Lin Jie in this small garden. They walk together under the moon, eat here and chat with grandma here. Now he is still the old place, but he is left alone. Things are right and people are wrong.

Lin Jie, where the hell are you? I'm looking for you, you know?

Mojie'an held his head in pain. He and Lin Jie had just experienced a misunderstanding and thought that everything had come through, but after the storm, he had begun to secretly plan their wedding, but people, where would he go to find the bride at his wedding.

Suddenly a mobile phone ring rang. Mojaan took out his mobile phone and looked at the caller ID on the screen. He was surprised and hurried to connect the phone for fear that the ringing bell would disappear in the next second.

"Jie'er, where are you? How are you? I'm looking for you..."

"Mr. mo." The number belongs to Lin Jie, but it's not Lin Jie's voice. "I'm Lin Jie's father. Lin Jie is at home. You don't have to worry. I want to talk to you. I don't know if it's convenient for you."

Mojie'an was relieved to hear that Lin Jie was at home. After hearing that Lin Fu wanted to talk to him, he became nervous again, but he still answered, "OK, uncle, you can decide the time and place."

Lin Fu was very happy and said, "now Lin Jie rents an apartment."

Listening to Lin's father's tone, it seemed that there was something urgent to talk to him. Mojie didn't delay. He hurriedly stopped the car to Lin Jie's apartment. When he entered the door, he saw Lin's father sitting on the sofa, his back slightly bent, as if he had aged for decades in a moment. The living room slowed down the storage box, which was full of sorted luggage.

Mojie'an was puzzled and said, "uncle, what are you doing, Lin Jie?"

Lin Fu replied, "Lin Jie was burned by fire. It's very serious..."

"I want to see her." Mojie'an interrupted Lin's father without politeness, "please let me see her."

Father Lin looked at him and whispered, "do you know where she was burned?"

Mojie'an didn't see Lin Jie after he woke up. Of course he didn't know. He shook his head blankly.

"It's the face." Father Lin looked sad, covered his eyes with his hand and said, "do you know what face means to a young girl? You want to see her, but she doesn't want to see you. Just out of the operating room, she cried and shouted to go home. Do you know why? Just to avoid you. "

Mogan listened silently, but his heart seemed to be dripping blood.

Father Lin continued, "it's no big deal to come to you. My daughter is already like you. I don't ask you for compensation. You're not suitable, but please stay away from her and don't harm her."

Mojaan didn't even think about it and refused, "no, I won't leave her."

"What else do you want to do to her?" Lin Fu stood up and pointed to mojie'an's hand, trembling slightly“ I have only one daughter. I beg you. Please let our family go. "

Mojie'an looked at the trembling old man and felt sad, "uncle, I......"

Lin's father didn't want to say anything more. He got up to carry his luggage. "Don't look for her in the future."

"Uncle!" Mojie'an knelt down to father Lin and said in tears: "uncle, I really love Lin Jie. No matter what she is, I won't abandon her. This time it's because of me. I'll be responsible for her. My parents like her very much. I've begun to prepare for the wedding. I'll marry her and love and protect her all my life."

Father Lin was unmoved. "You haven't seen her yet. I'm also a man. What you say now is good. In the future..."