One Child, Two Babies: The President's Nightly Delight

Before Mu Shaoling could speak, Yan Jiwen couldn't help complaining, "For Ruan Bai's sake, he can give up his life."

Song Beixi nodded in agreement.

Back then when Mu Shaoling was on the Terror Island, if he had obeyed the orders obediently, he wouldn't have suffered so much.

But in order to get rid of that place and return to Ruan Bai, he fled directly regardless of his own safety, and even blew up the entire island to prevent future troubles.

A man who is as ruthless to himself as he is to others, treats Ruan Bai with a different kind of tenderness. Now, in order to prevent Ruan Bai from leaving, he even nests here, dragging them to accompany him, drinking and getting drunk.

The man in front of him lost his previous sanity, and all his abnormal behaviors were caused by chanting Mu.

Yan Jiwen glanced at Mu Shaoling, who was still drinking and said nothing, and then at Song Beixi, who was still showing off, and urged: "If you have any suggestions, tell them quickly, my wife and children are still waiting at home. "

Song Beixi crossed his legs, glanced at Yan Jiwen, and dared to think that he wanted to help Mu Shaoling solve the problem, and then hurried home to hug his wife.

Who doesn't have a beautiful girl?

When Song Beixi thought that Li Ni was still waiting for him at home, he said directly: "Although Nian Mu has refused to admit her identity until now, and at the same time keeps a distance from you, she still has feelings for you, so we must If you don't take advantage of this opportunity to be tough on yourself and make Nianmu admit that you care about you, won't the crisis between you two be resolved?"

Holding the wine glass, Mu Shaoling didn't continue to drink, his eyes were squinted, but he was thinking about Song Beixi's words when he was drunk.

"Then what are we going to do? Self-mutilation? It's not like his style." Yan Jiwen shook his head and said, this kind of scene of crying, making trouble, and hanging himself is not suitable.

"Of course not. Such a low-level method of self-mutilation is not suitable for deceiving a shrewd woman like Nian Mu, but it can create accidents, for example, breaking a leg after getting drunk..." Song Beixi gave an example.

Mu Shaoling's face turned dark immediately, "What are you talking about?"

Broke your leg because of drinking? If it gets out, he will lose face.

Song Beixi cleared his throat, "I'm just giving an example, you see, if you hurt yourself because of this, you have to go to the hospital, Nianmu not only has to take care of you but also the child, and at the same time, you can see clearly what you care about, isn't it Do you kill three birds with one stone?"

"The broken leg is not enough. I think it must be at least a little serious to make Nianmu take it seriously." Yan Jiwen also said, "For example, a car accident or something. Think about the effect, it must be good."

"You're right, and being hospitalized doesn't delay your work. Anyway, it's not the first time you've done this kind of work in a hospital." Song Beixi nodded in agreement, agreeing with Yan Jiwen's idea, "It's good to have a car accident, just bump into it casually. Then ask Si Yao to cooperate and make the situation more serious."

Listening to their bad moves, Mu Shaoling drank the wine in one gulp, then stood up.

Song Beixi looked at him, "Where are you going? It can't be true, right? We were joking."

"I'm not drunk." Mu Shaoling said, leaving the box without looking back. Originally, he called them to give them useful suggestions, not these, which were useless and noisy.

The methods they mentioned can indeed keep Nianmu, but they are all done by children. Adults should not use such methods.

Mu Shaoling settled the bill in the box and walked out of the bar.

Looking at the street lamp, he thought of Nianmu, if he couldn't think of a way, Nianmu would leave.

After waiting for three years, he waited for her to come back. He absolutely did not allow her to retreat or leave.

Thinking of this, he felt depressed, and wanted to go back to the car to rest for a while, but a few young bikers rushed towards him.

The modified motorcycles rumbled, and several young men drank alcohol. Mu Shaoling squinted at them, the alcohol anesthetized his nerves, and he was knocked to the ground by one of the motorcycles.

Suddenly, there was an uproar.

Mu Shaoling fell to the ground on his back, looking at the light of the street lamp, he became dizzy and gradually lost consciousness.

The waiter standing at the door saw Mu Shaoling being knocked into the air, so he hurried forward and restrained a few teenagers who wanted to leave after getting into trouble.

"Mr. Mu, Mr. Mu." A waiter squatted down to check his condition.

Mu Shaoling didn't respond.

"Hurry up and call 120. Also, Mr. Song and the others are in the private room, go and inform them." Seeing that Mu Shaoling lost consciousness, the waiter hurriedly shouted.

Song Beixi and Yan Jiwen sat in the private room, finishing the last glass of wine.

Seeing the waiter push open the door of the private room and walk in, Song Beixi said: "It's just in time, pay the bill."

The waiter looked anxious, "Mr. Song, something happened. When Mr. Mu was just leaving the bar, he was knocked down by some drunk speedsters, and now he fell into a coma on the side of the road."

Song Beixi opened his mouth in astonishment, and met Yan Jiwen's eyes. Is his mouth open?

How could I suggest that Mu Shaoling use bitter tricks to get Nianmu's concern in a car accident, and he would really be hit?

If he didn't know that Mu Shaoling was not suitable for such a person, he would really suspect that he did it on purpose.

"Have you called an ambulance?" Song Beixi stood up and hurried out.

"The ambulance has been notified, and it will arrive later. The main reason is that Mr. Mu is unconscious now, and I saw his head hit the ground with my own eyes..." The waiter was worried. There was an accident at the door of the store.

And normal people would definitely be able to dodge it, but Mu Shaoling drank alcohol and his nerves were anesthetized, so he was unresponsive, so he couldn't dodge being hit.

If something really happened to Mu Shaoling and the Mu family came to hold him accountable, their bar would definitely close down.

"It's just a motorcycle, so serious? It's fast?" Song Beixi asked, walking out anxiously.

"The speed is quite fast, but it can be avoided completely. However, Mr. Mu was drinking, and it was too late. Our colleagues have already reported to the traffic police, and they have also controlled those young people. It seems that those young people also drank alcohol. ..." the waiter replied.

Song Beixi walked out of the bar and saw several people gathered in one place. He walked up and saw Mu Shaoling lying on the ground, motionless, as if he had lost his life.

Because they didn't know his current situation, no one dared to move Mu Shaoling, fearing that it would cause secondary harm.

He glanced back and saw that several waiters were holding down a few young men with their heads down. He took off his coat and covered Mu Shaoling, then walked to those young men, "Is this the one who knocked him down?"

"Yes, Mr. Song." A waiter said.

Song Beixi frowned, "Good guy, you dare to go racing after drinking so much, and you're still racing on the sidewalk. When the traffic police come, let them take them all away."