Chapter 1017

It would be nice if there was an elimination button on the person and all the memories about that person disappeared after pressing it.

Gong Heng threw his mobile phone away powerlessly. What's the point of living?

It doesn't make sense.

Heya finally sees Gong Heng's loveless appearance in the rearview mirror. He can't help but frown with some worry.

What did Fang Yuan say to Mr. Gong.

She found herself wrong.

Although Fang Yuan won't hurt Mr. Gong, she forgot the physical and mental damage.

Fang Yuan's small action can make Mr. Gong nervous. In a word, it can defeat Mr. Gong.

This is the charm of love.

She knows.

But She has no right to blame Fang Yuan.

Isn't it?

……

Back home, Fang Yuan found that Mo Jincheng had already left work.

"Why are you back so early today?" Fang Yuan passed early. Like a kitten, he rubbed the chin of Jincheng with his hairy hair. He felt very tired.

After chatting with Gong Heng, I feel that my whole body is hollowed out.

Mo Jincheng puts down the computer in his hand, frowns strangely and looks at Fang Yuan: "are you crying?"

Fang Yuan didn't hide it. He nodded and said that he was going to see Gong Heng today.

Mo Jincheng frowned more tightly.

Hold the hand of Fang Yuan's arm harder.

Although Fang Yuan has confessed, he still feels uncomfortable.

"You are not allowed to see him alone in the future."

"I know." Looking at Mo Jincheng jealous, the haze on Fang Yuan's face was driven away, "it won't be any more."

There is no future.

Mo Jincheng dominantly encircles the whole people in his arms: "and why don't you tell me such a big thing?"

If it wasn't for the fact that Gong Heng's mobile phone page today showed Fang Yuan's scolded web page, he didn't know that such a big thing had happened recently.

"What's the big deal?" Fang Yuan avoids Mo Jincheng's aggressive eyes, "in fact, I have solved it."

"The solution?" Mo Jincheng looks at Fang Yuan in disbelief.

Fang Yuan raised his hand and swore: "really, didn't you forward my microblog?"

Mo Jincheng takes a look at Fangyuan.

Fang Yuan continued: "I called the police and you saw it. It will be dealt with immediately. So really don't worry, don't worry. "

Mo Jincheng still looks at Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan was anxious: "don't you believe me?"

Mo Jincheng takes out his mobile phone.

Fang Yuan looks at Mo Jincheng curiously, takes over the mobile phone, and then sees that Mo Jincheng is reading the microblog.

Hahaha, I didn't expect that Mo Jincheng would pay attention to the trend of microblog.

Fang Yuan looks at the hot list on the mobile phone screen.

Open a look, found that there is a person called I am a trumpet sent a micro blog and their own.

He said that he would unveil himself tomorrow.

Who is this man?

Fang Yuan opened the other party's microblog in some strange places, and found that the other party only sent one microblog, which was related to himself.

This makes Fang Yuan even more confused.

"It's supposed to be hot, isn't it?"

There are a lot of people on the Internet, in order to heat up.

This person is very warm at first sight.

Mo Jincheng hands Fang Yuan a picture, which details the identity of the owner of the number.

It's a man.

Fang Yuan looked on all the way, but when he saw Li Donglin's three words, he struck an exciting spirit.

Is this man an employee of Li Donglin company?

That is to say, this microblog is likely to be inspired by Li Donglin.

But why did Li Donglin do it?

Fang Yuan looks at Mo Jincheng.

Although she already knows who is behind the scenes, she really doesn't know how these people want to kill her.

"What do they want to do?"

"There will be a press conference tomorrow. I think Li Donglin also wants to take this opportunity to fire his company, so this may be his motivation."

Mo Jincheng plays with Fangyuan's fingers, and there is no anxiety on his face.

Fang Yuan frowned and asked, "but this is a scandal for Li Donglin, and nothing happened to us at that time."

If you didn't know that it was mo Jincheng who had that relationship with you at that time, it might be disgusting for Fang Yuan to mention it now.

Mo Jincheng smiles: "it's because he knows that it has nothing to do with him, even if he takes it now, because it's not him anyway, so he can easily wash away."

Fang Yuan shook his head: "what a mess.""It doesn't matter." Mo Jincheng didn't plan to explain this great youth to Fang Yuan. He picked up Fang Yuan and said, "I'll do it for you anyway."

"You did it for me?"

"Well."

Mo Jincheng nodded.

Fang Yuan looks at Mo Jincheng and hugs him around the neck: "Mo Jincheng, you are so kind to me."

Mo Jincheng holds Fang Yuan's waist and smiles: "is that right?"

Fang Yuan's back climbs up with an ominous premonition, just about to get up and run away from Mo Jincheng, but his body is hugged more tightly by Mo Jincheng.

"Wu Wu Wu, Mo Jincheng, you let me go."

But Mo Jincheng put Fang Yuan on his shoulder: "remember what you promised me?"

"Remember to tell you whatever happens."

Fang Yuan wants to cry.

Mo Jincheng hit Fang Yuan's ass: "how do you say I will punish you?"

Fang Yuan said shyly, "I'm wrong. I'm wrong. I'll never dare Mo Jincheng next time."

"Well? And next time, it seems that there is no Zhang Ji. "

Fang Yuan said: "yes, no next time. No next time. I'm really wrong. Mo Jincheng, wuwuwu, you let me down. The child is kicking my stomach. Wuwuwu, you let me down!"

As soon as Mo Jincheng heard that the child was listening to Fang Yuan's stomach, he immediately let Fang Yuan go and asked nervously, "where are you kicking?"

Fang Yuan looked at Mo Jincheng so nervous, some secretly pleased, and some moved, casually pointed to a place and said: "here?"

"Here?"

When Mo Jincheng looks up, he can see the smile of Fang Yuan's lips, and his eyes show a dangerous light.

Fang Yuan quickly showed a smile: "really, really."

"It's true or not. Let me go in and have a look."

After that, he went to the bedroom.

Fang Yuan was so scared that he quickly hugged Mo Jincheng's neck and yelled, "Mo Jincheng, you bad guy."

Mo Jincheng whispered with a smile: "today the housekeeper and other people have no holiday."

Scared Fangyuan alchemy like a boiled egg burned up.

"I hate it

The low voice is like tickling, which makes Mo Jincheng's heart itch even more.

Night of entanglement, careful attempt, in the dark gradually came to an end.