My girl,let me spoil you!

Who can tell her what's going on?

Mu Qinghuan is confused!

Fengcheng looks straight at muqinghuan. According to muqinghuan's personality, he doesn't just look and do nothing.

Fengcheng pushed Nana away several times, but her paranoid strength was unexpected!

Inside and outside the high-level, all gathered to help Fengcheng avoid those reporters.

But in this way, it's more difficult to get out of the city!

"Get out of here!" A burst of gnashing teeth, sealed the city in a state of desperation.

Everyone thought that the city was sealed by the journalists, one by one!

"I said, get out of here!" Fengcheng once again, the prelude to anger.

"Mr. Feng, do you leave me alone?" With tears in her eyes, Nana pulled the cuff of Fengcheng.

Almost at the same time, Mu Qinghuan turned around and left.

The situation at the scene is out of control. If Mu Qinghuan continues to make trouble, he will not play.

After walking for a long distance, Mu Qinghuan realized later that how could she be counselled like this?

Just now, she has the most right to speak. She should come forward and ask clearly, instead of running away and asking nothing.

The more you think about it, the more unwilling you are. What's the use of regret?

She is really worthless. Even if she is angry, she still wants to take care of the face of Fengcheng and preserve his image.

Then, Mu Qinghuan is depressed. Nana is good. How can she suddenly come to the emperor group?

If you can't figure it out, Mu Qinghuan doesn't want to.

However, the heart is still slightly painful, Mu Qinghuan unconsciously wet eyes.

She wanted to sort out her emotions first and then add them back, so she went to a noodle shop and ordered a bowl of beef noodles.

As soon as he took a bite, he thought that his stomach was not good. If he ate Nana's food, his stomach would be uncomfortable.

But what does it matter to her?

She's in a bad mood today. She's going on strike decisively, so don't cook for him!

What's more, he can feed himself without her worry!

After eating the noodle soup, Mu Qinghuan touches her belly. When she leaves, she finds that she has a car key in her hand, but the car is parked in the emperor group. She can only take a taxi back.

I don't know if God is against her. It's time for dinner. It's a busy off-duty time. It's very difficult to take a taxi. In addition, the place is a bit too far away. Mu Qinghuan can only go to the subway station on foot and needs two traffic lights.

Because of wearing high-heeled shoes, after working all day and walking for a long time, Mu Qinghuan only felt that his ankle hurt badly!

In my pocket, my cell phone rings again and again!

Mu Qinghuan slightly stupefied God, after checking the caller ID, do not want to answer!

Can not give up the other side, insist on the call!

"Hello..." finally connected, Mu Qinghuan's voice is very light.

"Qinghuan?"

"Well."

"Where are you now?" As if relieved, Fengcheng asked eagerly, "you didn't drive, you don't know?"

"What's the matter? The police uncle allowed me to park. You didn't?" Mu Qinghuan retorts subconsciously, and his tone is impulsive.

"Mu Qinghuan, listen now. I don't care where you are now. Just stand there and don't move. I'll come to you!" His tone was overbearing.

"Feng Xiaoer..." sipping her lips, Mu Qinghuan hesitated, "you don't need to find me, I can go back by myself, I'm going to the subway station..."

"Does your foot hurt?" Aware of her unusual tone, Feng Cheng said more firmly, "I see you are tossing yourself, wearing high heels and running out by yourself? Now, I want to see you. Which subway station are you at? "

"How do I know?" She only saw the sign of the subway, and she hasn't entered the station yet.

"Mu Qinghuan, tell me, where are you?" As soon as Fengcheng looks up, you can see that on the screen of the huge commercial building, the previous scandal is being broadcast.

The scandal between him and Nana... May soon be known to all.

As a fourth brother, he has hundreds of ways to stop the scandal.

But at that time, the executives of the whole empire group saw that there was a strange woman holding him from behind. If he did not allow the media to play, he would be guilty!

Gossip, it's just gossip in the end, he doesn't care! Fake can't be true!

Holding the mobile phone, Mu Qinghuan is also looking at the huge screen, tears streaming down, she choked.

"Tell me? Where are you? " As if to hear her cry, Feng Cheng asked again!

Tears flowed in her eyes. Mu Qinghuan clenched her fist and covered the corner of her mouth... Her heart was a little painful.

Suddenly it hurt a little.

She's sick.

Of course, she had the right to question Fengcheng, but she chose to believe him. Therefore, she did not mention Nana and swallowed all her unhappiness.

Heel worn skin, Mu Qinghuan simply sitting on the side of the road, just want to be alone.

But why, as soon as she looked up, she saw on the screen again that Nana was still holding Fengcheng

He didn't ban the scandal?

"Qinghuan, I'll find you!" Fengcheng was about to press off the phone when Mu Qinghuan suddenly said, "I'm on my way."

"What way?" Fengcheng heard her hint, she should be a little angry, but also know love him, know to give him a little clue, let him find her.

Tears in the face, Mu Qinghuan holding the mobile phone, just to stabilize his voice, "I have a large screen opposite... Well, in advertising, if you are careful, you will find me, I will give you ten minutes, or I will take the subway!"

"Wait for me... To arrive at once!" Eyes jump, Fengcheng tell her!

It doesn't take ten minutes. When Fengcheng was driving around the screen billboard, his wife was sitting on the street with her shoes and staring at her mobile phone from time to time.

Shit, are you really timing?

In ten minutes

He's not late, is he?

After getting off the bus, Fengcheng trotted to her with steady steps, "how can I sit on the street?"

Without waiting for mu Qinghuan to answer, Feng Cheng guessed, "does your foot hurt?"

"No

"Not yet?" He half squatted down and saw a piece of red on her heel. He couldn't help scolding, "don't you wear high heels in the company and change flat shoes after work? I know that stinky beauty hurts you to death! "

"There's absolutely no problem with my technique. It's the shoes that are too worn!" Mu Qinghuan hesitated for a moment and put it on.

Feng Cheng immediately bent down and picked her up. Originally, he wanted to teach her a lesson. It could be seen that her thick eyelashes were wet, so he asked painfully, "tell me... Have you cried?"

"No Do not want to, Mu Qinghuan shook his head, and then asked, "why do I cry?"

"A liar has a big nose." Feng Cheng smiles and kisses her hair.

But mu Qinghuan struggled for a moment and refused to let him hold him.

Suddenly, Feng Cheng's eyes leaped, then frowned and held her arm, "Mrs. Feng, are you driving me away?"