Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

The servant looked at the bunch of flowers. Is it so beautiful? Why doesn't Mrs. Shao like it?

It was a pity, but I couldn't listen to her, so I had to throw it into the dustbin.

Mo Qingyan went back to the room to wash. She was uncomfortable. She felt as if she was getting weaker and weaker. She just slept late last night. She was so listless and in a bad mood.

He lay in bed and fell asleep soon.

……

Li group, Li tingjue held a meeting all morning. At the end of the meeting, he told the Secretary before entering the office.

"Pour me a cup of strong coffee."

He raised his bony hand and pressed his tired eyebrows. He hardly slept last night and held a meeting all morning. He was a little tired. When he entered the office, he sat in a big board chair.

He picked up his cell phone and dialed the landline at home. The servant answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Has Mrs. Shao come back?"

She stayed in the hospital all night last night and didn't sleep well at night. She was afraid that she was too tired to stay there during the day.

"Young master, young lady has returned and is resting upstairs."

He was relieved to hear that she had come back.

"Well, don't disturb her. Make her some nourishing soup and let her drink it when she wakes up."

The girl hasn't recovered well, so he is secretly taking medicine to make up for her, just hoping she can get better.

"I see, young master."

He hung up the phone, the secretary brought coffee, and the flying knife came in with the secretary.

Li Ting refused to take a sip of coffee and asked him.

"How's it going?"

Throwing Dagger's face was dim. "Young master, situ lingkuang is the legendary crazy devil in the road. He does everything in his hand, and is cruel and cruel. He is especially cruel to the enemy. Others say he is a devil."

"His purpose?"

Li tingjue took another sip of coffee. Of course, he had heard of the legend of the mad devil. But the purpose of his appearance at Mo's house, he needs to know?

Throwing Knife shook his head. "His style of doing things is haunting. No one can guess what he wants to do?"

Li Ting waved his long finger on the keyboard and stopped when he heard what he said.

"Is he related to the Mo family?"

Throwing Knife shook his head, "there is no place to check for the time being. No one knows who his family is and there is no record, so his subordinates didn't find it."

Li Ting's narrow eyes narrowed slightly. He met an enemy he didn't know for the first time, but it doesn't matter. Even if he didn't know him, he wouldn't be afraid of him.

In Li tingjue's world, there is no fear.

At this time, the door of the office was pushed open and walked in coldly.

Li Ting absolutely waved his hand with a flying knife, "you go down."

Coldly and bitterly, he sat where the throwing knife had just sat, put his hands on the table, and his eyes were sad.

"Jue, can you help me with something?"

Li tingjue is busy. Seeing his look, he knows there must be nothing good?

"No time."

Heartless and cold, coldness is really hurt. He stretched out his hand and held his big hand. Li Ting absolutely hated it and wanted to get rid of it, but coldly refused to let go.

"I want to propose. Can you let Xiaoyan help me cheat shallow out?"

He wanted to surprise Chen Bangqian, but he couldn't find a more suitable person except Xiaoyan, so he had to ask his good brother to help him.

Li tingjue was a little surprised, "how nice of you?"

He will never forget the wrong image. If he hadn't been cold, he might have lost Xiaoyan.