Mysterious president, get away from me!

"Don't say it, don't say it..." Gu Xiaoqiao rushed up and hugged her tightly, tears also couldn't help falling down.

Maureen leaned against her arms, tears pouring down, and many broken pictures flashed through her mind.

That night, after the two cars collided, she slammed on the brakes, but Bentley continued to rush forward, smashed the guardrail, hit the tree beside the road, and smashed the front of the car.

She woke up from the hospital and learned about Mu Nianchen's death. She panicked and felt guilty. She wanted to die herself.

Her father Mo Yingjie, without a word of comfort, was full of angry blame. He said, "you villain, do you know who was killed by you? That's mu Nianchen, the young master of Mu's group! You want to kill us, don't you? "

When the Mu family proposed a ghost marriage, he said, "let you marry a ghost marriage to compensate mu Nianchen. The Mu family thinks highly of you. Do you really want to go to prison? It doesn't matter if you go to jail, it will only make our family lose face! Besides, when you stay in the Mu family for ten years, you can remarry. The Mu family will give you a million yuan in compensation. Tell me, where can I find such a good thing? "

She was laughing, the laughter was full of bitterness, "Dad, did the Mu family give you less benefits?"

Mo Yingjie became angry. "What are you talking about, asshole? I'm for you! Who let you provoke is mu family, even if they let you with life, also not to mention, just let you sacrifice a few years of marriage! "

Yes, anyway, it's just sacrificing ten years of marriage. In everyone's eyes, it's a business that can make a steady profit. This is also what she deserves. Who let her kill a person in a moment.

However, why the heart is still very uncomfortable, tears can not stop.

Lin Lanyao clenched his fists and looked at the two crying women. His eyes were red with anger and heartache. His body was stiff, like a sword out of sheath. He wanted to roar and roar, but he restrained himself. Finally, he smashed his fist on the wall and slammed the door out like a wild beast.

When he pressed the lighter to light a cigarette, Lin Lanyao's fingers were still shaking. This was the second time he smoked in his life. The first time was when he was a senior. Mo Ling said that she agreed to associate with Xu mofeng. He hid on the roof of the library alone, smoked a whole pack of cigarettes, and was choked to tears.

A good dinner turned into a sad night for three.

When Lin Lanyao came back to the box after smoking and blowing the cool wind for a long time, the two women were already holding each other and drinking too much. The song machine was playing deafening music, which made his head ache.

"You two dead girls, how much wine did you drink?" Lin Lanyao gritted his teeth to turn off the music, snatched the beer bottle Gu Xiaoqiao held in his arms and threw it aside.

"Hee hee, drink, drink on, eh, where's my bottle? Who saw where my bottle went? " Gu Xiaoqiao big tongue hey silly smile, two hands around looking for her wine bottle, looking for a while, and sobbing, "Ling, my wine bottle was stolen..."

Mo Ling staggered to his feet, clapped his chest, and exclaimed heroically, "don't be afraid, sister is here, thief, stop for me and return the bottle to me, great Xia!"

Lin Lanyao helps his forehead with a headache. He is going to be crazy by these two drunkards. He hugs Mo Ling, who is wandering around. He also drags Gu Xiaoqiao, who is squatting on the ground to draw circles. He complains angrily, "your two drinks are really terrible. I'm sorry that my handsome guy has become your nanny..."

Pitiful for his small body, he carried two drunken women on his left and right, and dragged them to the front desk. When he checked out, Gu Xiaoqiao was agitated and mumbled, "I'm hot... Xiaolan... I'm hot... Help me undress..."

"What do you take off in public?" Lin Lanyao was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly stopped her and quickly pulled down her batshirt, which she had already lifted to her waist.

"I'm hot... Lan Lan... You don't hurt me any more... I'm crying..." the little woman pouted her lips and said she would cry when she cried. It's so pitiful.

"I said Aunt, don't cry, wait to go home to take off..." Lin Lanyao's head is big, coax her like a daughter, finally coax this, suddenly found, wipe, Mo Ling disappeared!

Lin Lanyao is so anxious that his head is smoking that he quickly entrusts Gu Xiaoqiao to the waitress in the KTV and looks for Mo Ling.

In the middle of the hall, a woman in a black suit, barefooted, holding a marble pillar, sobbed, "you are all bad people, big turnips, who love me all their life, and then go to bed with other people's good friends in the twinkling of an eye. Hateful guy, I hate you, and I don't care about you any more... I don't mean to. Why do you come to me every night, Bully me... Asshole... "

When Mu Yuntian came into the hall, he saw Mo Ling crying with the pillar in his arms.

Surrounded by many people watching the play, and others pointing at her, she seemed to cry tired, sitting on the ground huddled together, caressing the stone column carefully, whispering something.

The skirt she was wearing was knee high, but after sitting down, it was immediately shortened, which made the onlookers sigh and some even whistle frivolously.

Mu Yuntian's face sank, and he walked to her side. His tall body blocked her behind. He quickly took off his coat and put it on her. When he bent down, he heard her whisper, "Nianchen, don't be afraid. I will always accompany you." She gently stroked the stone pillar, and her tearful eyes were as gentle as water, as if embracing an intimate lover.

Mu Yuntian felt a pain in his heart. He spread his arms, put her in his arms and whispered, "fool, come home with me."

She raised her small face to look at him and asked confusedly, "Nianchen, is that you?"

His eyes were dim. After a long time, he slowly spat out a word, "yes."

She suddenly grinned and nodded, "I'll go home with you!" She put her hands around his neck and leaned on his chest.

He stood up with her in his arms, turned around and was about to leave. Behind him came a roar, "let her go!"

Mu Yuntian steps, in front of a man full of anger, he looks handsome, looks a little thin, but the whole body released the oppressive momentum can not be underestimated.

Mu Yuntian picked pick eyebrow, light way, "why should I let her go?"

Lin Lan saw Mo Ling curled up in each other's arms like a small animal. Her anger grew stronger and stronger. She bit her teeth and said, "she's my friend. I warn you, let her go immediately, or I'll be rude to you!"

Mu Yuntian raised his lips and said, "she's from our Mu family. I'll take her home. What's the problem?"

"Are you from the Mu family?" The vigilance between Lin Lanyao's eyebrows is lax, but the tone is still not good.

"Yes, Maureen is my sister-in-law. I think she is drunk, so I plan to take her back." Mu Yuntian lightly explained a few words, drooping eyes to see Mo Ling, this girl now is clever, lying in his arms, neither move nor cry, also don't know is asleep.

Lin Lanyao has seen mu Chenhan and Mu Haoran. This is most likely Mu Yuntian, the third son of the Mu family. He looks at him, but he is not sure. He reaches out his hands and says, "Mu sanshao, please give me Mo Ling, and I'll take care of sending her back."

Mu Yuntian didn't give Maureen to him. He said faintly, "do you think my elders know that Maureen went out to drink with men and got drunk? What would they think of her?"

"I'm friends with her!"

"Male friends."

Mu Yuntian read the word "male" very seriously. It was normal for him to say that it seemed to be ambiguous.

Lin Lanyao clenched his teeth. After calming down, he thought that what he said was reasonable. After all, Mo Ling is in an awkward situation now, so he must be careful. Moreover, Gu Xiaoqiao is also drunk and needs to be sent home.

"I've given her to you. You're going to send her home safely!" His eyes were full of warning.

Mu Yuntian chuckled, "of course, she is my sister-in-law." He took her to the parking lot. She seemed to be sleeping uneasily. Her head rubbed uneasily against his chest, her hands clutching his clothes tightly, and her mouth saying something vaguely.

He lowered his head to listen, and finally heard clearly what she called "Mu Nianchen".

He sighed helplessly, "stop shouting, he's not here."

She seemed to understand him, clutching his clothes, weeping, protesting in a small voice, "he's here, he's always there."

"Well, well, he's here, he's here." Mu Yuntian thinks that he is really crazy. He cares so much about what to do with people who are drunk. Just depend on her.

She suddenly raised her head and looked at him with tearful eyes. She said in a very serious tone, "Mu Nianchen, I'm your wife. Call me wife."

"..." girl, are you teasing me?

She pulled his sleeve, eyes particularly sincere, "it's true, I'm your wife, hurry up, call my wife."

Mu Yuntian completely defeated her, sighed, warm voice way, "don't make trouble, let's go home."

"No, call me wife!" She suddenly grabbed him by the neck and said, "cry or not, I'll kiss you if I don't!"

Mu Yuntian couldn't avoid it and was gnawed by her.

I didn't expect that the person who looked serious and honest at ordinary times was so enthusiastic and unrestrained when he started drinking craziness. His eyes became dark and deep, and his voice became hoarse. "Woman, you are playing with fire!"

"Not a woman, a wife!"

He said with a wry smile, "OK, wife."

She giggled and rubbed his cheek sweetly. "It's nice that you're still alive."

"Fool" his low voice, scattered in the night wind.

Mo Ling opened his eyes with a splitting headache, and his head was in chaos. After a moment, he habitually turned his head and pulled out an ugly smile at mu Nianchen's photo, "good morning!"

She got up slowly, but before she could figure it out, her cell phone rang.

"Are you OK, Ling? Nothing happened last night, did it? " Lin Lanyao doesn't believe Mu Yuntian's character. He worried all night last night.

She rubbed her sore forehead. "It's OK. Did you send me back last night? Is little Joe OK? "

Lin Lanyao pause for a moment, voice slightly low, "no, last night met Mu Yuntian, he sent you back, Xiao Qiao is OK, you don't worry."

Mo Ling's action is frozen, and she punches on the quilt. She knows that her liquor is very bad, and she will talk nonsense after getting drunk. She also doesn't know whether she did strange things and said strange words in front of Mu Yuntian last night.

She was worried.

She jammed herself into the car, strapped on her seat belt, and her footsteps stopped beside her car, knocking on the window.

She rolled down the window and said with a smile, "good morning, third young master."