Mysterious president, get away from me!

Mo Ling has been put under house arrest in the hospital, it is impossible to rely on his own strength to get that spray type drug. The only possibility is that she got the medicine from Gu Xiaoqiao.

It's no wonder that she forced her to see Gu Xiaoqiao yesterday. It turns out that they had colluded with each other for a long time.

Mu Chen's face was very blue, and the hand holding the mobile phone was blue. He stood quietly, without saying a word, and the air around him gradually condensed, full of ice.

For a long time, he suddenly hit the table. An antique vase fell to the ground with a splash. A small piece of porcelain flew over his neck, leaving a shallow scar. The blood oozed out like a red line, just below the scar left by Maureen. One up and one down, two wounds, were dazzling.

He walked towards the cloakroom, treading on the broken porcelain without expression. As usual, he gracefully put on his shirt and suit, and carefully tied on his tie.

"Hello, mu Chenhan, I want to see you." When he was ready to go out, his mobile phone rang again. It was the woman who had run away secretly.

He held his cell phone tightly and said in a low voice, "Damn, you dare to call me and get back to the hospital right away!"

Mo Ling's cold voice came, "I repeat, I want to see you, in Ning'an bridge, you come here alone, don't take anyone."

With that, she hung up in a hurry before he could answer.

The Mu Chen cold "bang" ground a fist to beat on the wall, the eyes of rage a blood red, damned woman, even dare to hang up his phone, wait for him to catch her, certainly let her look good!

Ning'an bridge is located in the suburb. In this foggy morning, few people pass by. When mu Chenhan arrived at the bridge head in his car, he saw a woman in a red coat from a distance. She seemed to be afraid of the cold. She was wearing a woolen hat and a scarf around her neck. She stood by the river with her back to the road alone, Thin body in the open riverbank is particularly eye-catching.

"Here you are." Mo Ling heard the heavy footsteps, slowly turned around, a smile.

Mu Chen cold can't see mood on the face, step by step approach her, "why want to escape, since escaped, why want to see me again?"

She tilted her head, showing a lovely smile, "because I want to see you one last time."

With her hands behind her back, she stepped back step by step and said, "Mu Chenhan, you try your best to torture me because you hate me, right? In fact, I can quite understand your mood, because I hate you, and I want to torture you... "

Her tone is very calm, seems to be talking with strangers about how the weather is today, her feet have been closer and closer to the embankment, I do not know really, Mu Chen Han heart suddenly have a kind of ominous premonition, he whispered, "don't go back."

"Then, will you let me go?" Her body has been close to the guardrail, chin, gently asked, "let me free, no longer harass me, can you do it?"

"Yes." His voice was low and he approached her quietly.

She shook her head and chuckled. "I know you lied to me. You can't do it. Even you can't control the hatred in your heart."

His eyes sank, stretched out his right hand, "come here, we have a good talk."

"No, I won't believe you any more." She glanced at him lightly, leaped dexterously, and climbed up the guardrail more than one meter high. She sat on the guardrail, her legs swaying back and forth leisurely, whispering, "there's only one way to cut off our bad relationship before..."

She looked back at him, with a bright smile on her face, just like spring flowers in full bloom, charming eyes, but the words were cold and cool.

"... unless I die."

The Mu Chen cold heart suddenly shrinks, the legs suddenly have ten thousand jin heavy, his eyes dark sink to be about to drown her.

"Come down."

He stretched out the hand, fingertips slightly trembled, tone is very gentle, "I promise, let you free, no longer disturb you, obedience, down."

"No, I don't believe it."

The smile on her face disappeared, leaving only a piece of wood, red lips slightly moved, light way, "Mu Chen cold, I won't believe you any more."

Mu Chen Han's heart almost stopped. His eyes were staring at her tightly. "Mo Ling, don't be impulsive. If you have any words, we can have a good talk. Be obedient and give me your hand."

"There's nothing to talk about..." she smiles, just like the blooming flowers in winter. She says in a low voice, "you will regret it, Mu Chen Han."

As soon as the words fell, her body tilted forward like a butterfly, falling towards the deep river.

"Pa" a hand caught her paw, she immediately hung upside down on the high embankment, the cold wind blowing, the hat on the head fell to the water, soon washed away by the current, her body is tottering, looks frightening.

Mu Chen Han grabs the sole of her foot forcefully, and his handsome and extraordinary cheek is full of anger. He bites his teeth and roars, "woman, hold on to the guardrail and stabilize your body!"

She chuckled. "I don't need your help."

"If you have something to talk about, come on, give me your hand!" Mu Chen cold forehead green tendon straight jump, one hand firmly grasp her sole, one hand stretch out, want to pull her hand.

She was bent on dying and said faintly, "what's the point of living? It's better to die."

Then, she pushed her right leg and pulled it out. Her body floated out like a kite and fell heavily into the river.

Mu Chen's heart is like a hole dug by someone. His right hand is still holding a lady's flat shoes. But for a moment, he threw away the shoes and jumped over the railing into the cold river without hesitation.

"Mu Chen Han, you will regret it."

The overwhelming flow of water poured to the five senses, and his mouth, ears and nose were extremely uncomfortable. The despair of drowning seized him, and he could not escape.

Mu Chen Han suddenly wakes up from the nightmare, turns over and sits up. The black hair on his forehead has been wet with sweat, and is tightly attached to his full forehead. His dark eyes are full of grief.

"Mu Chen Han, you will regret it." Nightmare, the woman's voice is still cold in the ear lingering, how also lingering.

He's had this nightmare for five years.

Time flies. It's been five years, but it's also very slow. Every day is suffering. The hollowed out heart is like a bottomless hole. It's cold and painful. No matter what you take, you can't fill it.

After looking at the alarm clock at the head of the bed, it was only two o'clock in the morning, but he was not sleepy.

He glanced at the sleeping little man on the other side of the big bed, bent down to turn off the desk lamp, and walked out of the balcony with light steps in the light of the moon.

There are several lights in the atrium of the hotel, which make the night more blurred. He gazes at the distance quietly, and his whole body is covered with the atmosphere of depression and indifference. There is a cigarette between his fingers. The fireworks go out in the night, just like the lighthouse waiting on the coast, silent and lonely.

On the plane from Austria to C City, a mother and daughter are sitting in the front row of the first class, which is very eye-catching.

The young mother has charming curly hair, a pair of wide sunglasses on the bridge of her nose, a Chiffon Top and handsome black wide legged pants. Simple collocation makes her straightforward and sexy.

Beside her, there is a four or five-year-old girl of mixed blood. The girl has beautiful black hair, big eyes and light blue, just like sapphire. Her cheeks are a little baby fat, pink and soft. When she smiles, there are two deep dimples, which makes people want to pinch her soft steamed bun face.

"Mommy The little girl's chubby little hand grabs her mother's sleeve and gently tugs. Her soft voice is like ice cream, which makes the passengers who peep at her feel soft from time to time.

"What's the matter, baby?" The young woman rubbed the little guy's soft hair, and her lips curved gently.

"Mommy, why do we go back to my grandfather's house? My grandfather and grandmother don't like us." The little guy has a beautiful face, his eyes are clear and charming, and he stares at the young woman without blinking. His mouth pouts slightly, which makes him very pitiful.

The passengers who peep are so cute that they cry. They complain about the little guy's grandparents. How can they not like such a lovely little thing?

Obviously, the mother and daughter did not know that they had become the focus of others. The young mother took off the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose and showed a beautiful face. Her white skin was almost broken, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were smiling. Against the background of the blue sky outside the window, she was as quiet and beautiful as a fairy in a picture.

She pointed at the little girl's little nose with her fingers and said with a gentle smile, "honey, because your little aunt is getting married, we're going home to congratulate her."

The little girl sniffed and said pitifully, "but my aunt doesn't like us either..."

Mo Ling sighed in her heart. Children's hearts are the purest. Sometimes, their feelings are very sharp. She can feel who really likes her and who treats her falsely.

After leaving home, Mo Ling originally wanted to cut off contact with Mo's family. However, two years ago, when she learned that Mo Yingjie was seriously ill, she still couldn't help contacting her family. Until now, Mo Yingjie has recovered and asked her to go home to attend Mo's wedding. After all, it's her father and she can't refuse.

Mo Ling gently touched her daughter's hair and said in a warm voice, "Pearl baby, you are mommy's little angel. Mommy loves you most. Don't care what other people think, OK?"

The lovely little Pearl tooted her mouth, "I don't care what they think, I'm just afraid that they will bully Mommy..." every time during the video call, my grandfather always scolds Mommy with a straight face. Although my aunt is smiling, her words are hard to hear. Hum, don't think she's small, so I don't understand that they are bullying Mommy.

"Don't be afraid, they can't bully Mommy." Mo Ling looked at her daughter's small face, her whole heart softened.

Zhu Zhu clenched her little fist, puffed her cheeks and said aloud, "Zhu Zhu will protect Mommy!"

"Wow, Zhuzhu has grown up. She knows how to protect mummy. Mummy is so happy." Mo Ling smiles and kisses her little face. "Pearl baby is the best."

From the plane down, a lot of people, moling holding beads of small hands shuttle in the crowd, they also have to go to claim luggage.

Their mother and daughter have two big suitcases. After taking them out, Maureen suddenly finds that the little Pearl standing at her feet is missing. She is so nervous that she pushes the suitcase around to look for her daughter and calls her name out loud.

"Pearl, pearl, where are you?"