After a long time, there was no movement outside the door. Muqiqi carefully opened the door.

I looked out into the corridor through a small gap.

As a result, Mo yanjue's figure was not found, which made her more uneasy. He would not have informed the media, right?

Mu Qiqi thought that when the relationship between them was announced, all the women in Yuncheng surrounded her and attacked her. He couldn't help shivering.

She opened the door wider and saw that the whole second floor was empty. Her heart could not say whether to be nervous or to relax.

Walking down the stairs, she asked her aunt who was taking care of flowers and grass in a low voice. "Is Mr. Mo gone?"

"Well, just left."

Muqiqi's mouth quivered, showing a very ugly smile.

Later, he turns around and goes upstairs. He plans to go to the hospital to see he Jiajun first. We will talk about other things later.

If he really contacted the media, with his bullying style, she can't stop her. She can only think about where to hide now, and then show up when the show is almost over.

Quickly packed up a few clothes to change, she hurriedly carried the bag downstairs.

Seeing her flustered appearance, the servant quickly put down the watering can in her hand and said, "Miss Mu is going out?"

When Mo yanjue left, he told me that she was not allowed to take half a step out of the house, but now she can't stop her... Br >

"er... My friend needs my help. I may not come back these days. Please tell Mr. Mo about it." Muqiqi's heart is empty.

Finish saying, wait for aunt to promise, ran out directly.

When the car started outside, the servant remembered to stop it, but it was too late.

Shivering, she went to the phone, and she called Mo yanjue, "Sir, Miss Mu is out, I didn't stop her... And miss Mu said she won't come back to stay these days... And"

at the other end of the phone, someone hung up without saying a word.

······Looking at the man in front of him with cold eyes, Mo yanjue said coldly: "show Mr. He something."

Hearing this, Zhou Hua immediately took out the marriage certificate from the document bag and handed it to he Jiajun.

He Jiajun's long white fingers took what Zhou Hua had handed over, and his pupils contracted a few times.

During the period of his coma, his Qiqi has become someone else's wife?

No!

This is absolutely impossible!

He Jiajun raised his head. "You think this little trick can deceive me?"

Listen to he Jiajun's questioning words, Mo yanjue's thick and curly lashes flashed a few invisible hazes.

The hands placed on the knee gently tap, and he set off a arrogant smile on the corner of his mouth, "Mr. He is so confident?"

"It's not that I have confidence, but that she will never like you!" The bloodless face turned red with anger.

"Ha ha." Mo yanjue sneered two times, "then you really look away!"

After that, Mo yanjue stood up, while finishing his suit and coat, he said: "I'm here to tell you that she's mine. You'd better stop worrying about it, otherwise... It's her who's in trouble!"

It goes without saying who she refers to.

Later, Wei'an's figure strode out, while Zhou Hua, who had been guarding the bedside, carefully extended his hand. "Mr. He, this... Please give it to me"

he Jiajun reached out dispirited, and Zhou Hua took it carefully. Before he could put it into the paper bag, the door of the ward was pushed open, and the happy voice came in: "he Qiqi Jiajun, what do you think I have for you? "