President spoils the dark wife

"He wants a way to go to the dark, and no one can stop him."

Cui Liji sat at the table, her fingers gently rubbing the edge of the cup, and her tone was indifferent.

In fact, Mo Qing's development on the road to idols has long been heralded.

Previously, Cui Liji saw Mo Qing following a foreign woman in her twenties at a banquet. If Cui Liji remembered correctly, the foreign woman was a well-known model abroad. Later, she didn't know why she came to China for development, but she was average.

Cui Liji remembered that the woman's Chinese name was Yu Na.

As for what Mo Qing has paid, Cui Liji can guess, but she didn't come forward to take care of it.

Everyone has everyone's life and wants to fight for the future.

In this world, not everyone is like her and Jing Mozhen. When they were born, they may not be able to reach the summit in their whole life.

As for Mo Qing, although several people are very close to each other on weekdays, since Mo Qing is quietly climbing up, he is unwilling to ask them to help, which shows that Mo Qing doesn't want them to see his unbearable appearance before he succeeds.

Cui Liji can help him secretly, but she can't stand up openly.

"A road to black?"

The boy lying on the sofa whispered this sentence, narrowed his eyes slightly, then wrapped his blanket tightly and rolled around on the sofa. He looked like a scoundrel. His clear voice was like a newborn: "Li Ji, I'm hungry. I want to eat tomato scrambled eggs!"

Cui Liji glanced at him and said coldly, "I want to eat beef brisket stewed with tomato."

"You cook!"

"I'll order takeout."

Cui Liji took out her cell phone.

"I don't want to eat takeout."

Jing Mo really complained, "I want to eat the noodles cooked by my big brother."

Cui Liji smelled the speech and recalled that I don't know what year it was. On Mrs. Jing's birthday, Jing mowen personally cooked noodles for her filial piety. With that taste, Cui Liji can still recall the fear dominated by Jing mowen's bowl of soup noodles.

And at that time, Jing mowen was "Oh!" the boy was suddenly lifted off the quilt, his bare legs cooled, and he cried out unhappily.

"What can happen to a patient lying in bed after a car accident?" the boy said impatiently.

"See for yourself!"

Cui Liji held her mobile phone in front of the teenager.

The boy took it carelessly and stared at the mobile phone for a while. His indifferent face gradually became dignified.

"How could this happen? This is a rumor!"

Jing Mo really frowned and said something. He seemed to remember something. He jumped up from the sofa and rushed into the bedroom and slammed the door.

At the same time, he shouted to Cui Liji outside the house: "I don't know if my eldest brother knows about it. Li Ji, get ready quickly. We'll split up later. You go to Mo Yiran to distract her and try to keep her in a good mood. I'll go to my eldest brother and stop him first, or he will find out the client and beat him up. If the outside world knows about it, it must be said that he has a guilty conscience! The king family Do you want your face? "

"It's late... Your brother has made a voice on the microblog, and the comments have exceeded 10000. It's estimated that he will have to go to hot search later."

As soon as Cui Liji's voice fell, the bedroom door suddenly opened and hit the wall heavily, "bang", which made people tremble.

Cui Liji looked up.

The young man's pink pajamas have been changed. At this time, his lower body is wearing a pair of black perforated pants. The white shirt button on his upper body is only half buttoned, revealing half of his white and strong chest. His sexy clavicle is slender and straight, which makes people unable to move away.

Cui Liji took a faint look and took back her eyes.

Jing Mo Zhen had just trained her abdominal muscles. At that time, she wanted to shake her upper body in front of her for 24 hours a day. She had no feeling for it for a long time.

And the mobile phone in his hand was quickly robbed by the teenager.

——The female driver of a luxury car ran through a red light and hit a person. In order not to compensate for the victim's medical expenses, she found someone to cheat the victim into a wild mountain to commit murder? Millions of luxury cars can afford it, and she still cares about the medical expenses? Ask yourself again, who in his right mind will be cheated into a wild mountain! If his brain is cheated into a wild mountain, he can still come back to testify against the person? Oh, what a great joke! This kind of article Zhang's author should send him to see surgery to see if his brain is reversed with his hair!

This is Jing mowen's original microblog. It doesn't leak a word.

"Crazy... Crazy, crazy, really crazy!"

Jingmo really scolded after reading it. After returning the mobile phone to Cui Liji, he quickly buttoned up the unfinished buttons on his body.

He took the car key from the table and left. As he walked, he said, "Liji, go!"

Seeing the boy's hurried pace, Cui Liji hurriedly trotted up.

Taking advantage of the emptiness of Jingmo really changing shoes in the porch, Cui Liji asked, "where are we going?"

"Hospital, find Mo Yiran."

The boy answered quickly.

"Don't you go to your brother?"

"He has posted microblogs. He must have known about it. How can he be calm and work hard in the company at this time? Either to find the writer and the victim, or to find Mo Yiran. No matter what he does first, he will accompany Mo Yiran to protect her in the end. We just have to wait for the rabbit."

At the same time, Gu Xiu also saw Mo Yiran's case, and Mo Yiran had been killed by human flesh. Although the information was not particularly detailed, some privacy was also exposed to the public's attention.

Later, Gu Xiu saw Jing mowen's microblog and smiled.

Is Jing mowen going mad?

It happened that he was working near the king ink company today. Now he just went to see him.

As soon as we got to the top floor, close to the office of Jingmo Wen, we heard Jingmo Wen's cold voice.

"What's wrong with me talking to my woman? You fool."

Gu Xiuyang raised his eyebrows and walked in, only to find a group of shareholders standing in Jing mowen's office.

The two words of Jing Mo Wen just now undoubtedly breathed them. Old men covered their hearts and breathed heavily. Their fingers trembled and pointed to Jing Mo Wen with an arrogant and gloomy face, but they couldn't say another word.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Get away. Ranran is waiting for me!"

The man's voice was cold and indisputable.