President Daddy is super strong

Mu Qiqi twisted his eyebrows. He wanted to bite people angrily!

She's really fed up with this shameless threat!

She took a look at the dead woman lying in the hospital bed. She bit her teeth and said angrily, "if you really want to push flat, push it. I will never leave my friend today."

This is undoubtedly the heating on the fire.

Let the person on the other end of the phone who was so angry and trembling explode at the same place, and said: "Muqiqi, I will give you another chance, and you will tell me again?"

In response to him, it was the busy beep from the phone receiver.

The whole office was quiet for three seconds.

Then there was a crash.

All the things on the desk were swept to the ground, banging and making a terrible noise.

Passing by the small secretary of the president's office, he heard the frightening news and ran away for fear of hitting the muzzle of the gun.

Just as a few secretaries gathered together to discuss why the president was so angry, the president's office suddenly opened from inside.

A dark shadow came out from the inside like a gust of wind, carrying a suit jacket, and headed straight to the elevator with a calm face.

A few people are silent, scared shiver, see the figure of cold proud into the elevator.

"Check the woman's position!"

As he walked out of the elevator, he gave a cold order, and then strode toward the underground parking lot.

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benevolence hospital.

Mu Qiqi holds his cheek with one hand, and his eyelids are heavy.

Last night, because she was worried about the repeated high fever of moyanjue, she didn't sleep well. Now, she stayed in front of the hospital bed and dozed off.

Put the head in the palm of the hand crooked up, up again crooked down, don't mention how funny it looks.

Outside the ward, a pair of warm eyes are quietly looking at the ward.

It's no wonder that Lao Mo is fascinated. This girl is really attractive.

"Old song dynasty!"

The voice of awe suddenly sounded behind him. Song Qingyun, standing at the door of the ward, was shocked and shook his shoulders.

Turning around, I saw the angry Mo yanjue.

"Not comfortable yet?" Song Qingyun put his hands into the pocket of his big white coat, with a gentle face.

"She's in there?" He didn't answer song Qingyun's questions. He opened his mouth with a cool face.

Song Qingyun suddenly smiled. This should be the first time he saw Lao Mo in such a bad mood.

Because of a woman.

A woman who has known each other for a short time.

Askew head askew, song Qingyun smile let way. "Inside, but are you sure you want to go in and disturb?"

Song Qingyun didn't say that. After saying that, he even aroused someone's displeasure. He strode straight to the door and pushed the door in without thinking.

In the ward.

Muqiqi's head had just been carried on the bed. He was frightened by the sound of opening the door and let the chair fall down.

This astonishing scene made the angry Mo yanjue stunned.

Especially the dark eyes saw the people lying on the hospital bed, but also a kind of impulse to turn around and go.

But it's too late.

Muqiqi, who fell on the floor, stood up in a huff, glared at him, and rubbed his sore buttocks. His anger had been written on his face.

"You're sick. You don't know how to knock when you come in!"

At the moment, muqiyi's stomach was inflamed. He fell into a fart, squatted, hurt and humiliated. He really wanted to explode.

Holding the door handle, Mo yanjue didn't know how to retort at all. He simply didn't say a word, and then turned around and walked out.

"Hello? Are you insane? Stop for me? " Do you have any sense of public morality to hurt her and leave?