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"What's the matter?" Mu Jingcheng looks at him suspiciously.

"My mother How's it going? " Sheng Zimo's eyebrows slightly closed for a while, in his mind unconsciously emerged in front of the Grand Hyatt Hotel, a heart can not help hanging up.

Mu Jing orange's heart faintly hurt for a while, but there was no change on her face. Her voice was still light, without any expression. "She's OK."

At least in her own world, she's safe.

"Where is she?" Sheng Zimo still looked at her, as if he was not ready to let her go and asked, "are you taking care of her?"

"Oh..." Mu Jing orange suddenly sneered, and looked at Sheng Zimo coldly. Her voice suddenly became low. "What qualifications does she have?"

"She's your mother, too!" Sheng Zimo frowned tightly, "and now she has only you..."

"She is not!" Mu Jingcheng interrupted him with a much sharper voice. Can realize that Sheng Zimo and Yao Hai about different, and still sick, so the attitude can not help but reduce down, "you good rest, I'll see you in the evening."

"My father is missing. Sheng's family is an empty city now..." Sheng Zimo's weak voice came from behind, and Mu Jingcheng's body froze in the original place. "She seems to have lost her memory, looking for Xiaoqing everywhere, so she appears in Hyatt. Jingcheng, she is no longer Yao Haiyue or Xiaoqing's mother. Now she is a lonely old man who has no one to take care of... "

"She's in this hospital." Mu Jingcheng interrupts Sheng Zimo and knows his good intentions, so he directly tells the truth he wants to know, "psychiatry!"

Sheng Zimo was stunned and looked at her in surprise, "what do you say?"

"Don't worry!" Mujing orange know what he is worried about, "this hospital is district Shaochen, he won't let your mother suffer any injustice."

Hearing this, Sheng Zimo finally put down his heart.

But for mu Jingcheng's cold attitude, there is still some helplessness, "Jingcheng..."

"I'll go first. You have a good rest. Please call me if you have something to do." With that, Mu Jingcheng turned and left the ward. -

when he came out of the ward, Mu Jingcheng took a long breath, as if he had been depressed for a long time, and the whole person became relaxed.

Looking at her struggling with herself in her heart, Zhou Jiayi advised her with some worry, "orange, you can't do this."

"What's the matter with me?" Mu Jingcheng looked back at her with a smile, as if nothing had happened.

"You're running away!" Although she has been covering up, suppressing and controlling herself, she can still see what she is avoiding.

"I didn't!" Mu Jing orange will look back from her body, but there is no bottom in her heart.

She firmly believed that she was not escaping, but what was wrong?

She didn't know and didn't want to know!

Some things, when you don't want to face it, its right and wrong is not so important at all. Mujing orange is in this state now. She doesn't want people to make any comments on herself, and she doesn't want people to tell her how to do it.

Therefore, no matter who it is, as long as she mentions something about Yao Haiyue, she will be irritable, irritable and unable to control herself. Tqr1

"if not, why not have a good chat with Mo Shuai about your mother..."

"She's not my mother!"

"All right!" Zhou Jiayi changed her words and said, "talk about the damn thing? After all, she has just lost a daughter, and now she is a little confused, in case... "

"Even if there's something wrong with her, it's none of my business!" With that, Mu Jingcheng walked down the steps to his car.

Seeing her attitude of breaking up, Zhou Jiayi knew that it was not the time to talk about that, so she had to change her strategy and stop mentioning Yao Haiyue. Then she quickened her pace and followed, "orange, where are you going?"

"Don't follow me." Mu Jingcheng dropped this sentence and went on.

"Can't I stop talking to you?" Zhou Jiayi confessed her mistake and then asked for sympathy. "I haven't slept all night, so don't you give me the same opinion, OK?"

Mujing orange's steps finally stopped. When he looked back, the cold and anger on his face also disappeared a lot, "do you want to talk about it later?"

"No, I promise!"

"All right!" Mu Jingcheng's face finally warmed up. "For your hard work, I'll treat you to breakfast! And take you home. "

"Breakfast is OK, but just go home."

"Why?" Mu Jingcheng looked at her suspiciously, "what else can I do for you?"

"I'm going to work, sister!" Zhou Jiayi sat on the co pilot, wearing a seat belt and yawning, "do you think anyone can be a little grandmother at home like you?"

After Mu Jingcheng started the car, she turned to look at Zhou Jia's house, but she had already closed her eyes and fell asleep tired.Tired of staying up all night, she didn't know, just Like Zhou Jiayi, why do you work so hard for a person who is not willing to do anything?!

If it's just to help herself, or for her script to be accepted by Sheng Zimo?

Mu Jingcheng doesn't believe it!

"Jiayi, do you like Zimo?" She knew she wasn't asleep, so she couldn't help asking.

"What are you talking about?" Zhou Jiayi turned over and said vaguely, "he's a big star! Where can we be fond of

Looking at her undisguised disdain for her identity, Mu Jingcheng couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

After so many things, how dare Zhou Jiayi put her feelings into practice easily?! What's more, the other party is a person who is not in the same world with her at all.

But mu Jingcheng clearly saw her feelings for Sheng Zimo and the light in her eyes when she saw Sheng Zimo.

So she's struggling. Do you want to help her?

Help them?

"Landlady, how long do you want to stop? I'm going to be late! " Zhou Jiayi's lazy voice rang again, interrupting Mu Jingcheng's thoughts.

"Go now!" Mu Jingcheng smiles and then steps on the gas. Seeing that the car was about to leave the gate of the hospital, she still asked, "Jiayi, how about I'll help you with Zimo... "

"Stop!" At this moment, Zhou Jiayi immediately came to the spirit. Although her face was still tired, her voice and color were no longer so lazy and confused. "Mujing orange, if you are my friend, you'd better not tell Mo Shuai about it, otherwise, we don't even have friends to do it!"

"Why?" Mu Jingcheng looks at her in bewilderment.