The cold winter has come, and the weather at the beginning of December is always decadent.

Qiao Mu and the man stood at the corner of the flower bed. He closed the front of his coat tightly. After lighting the cigarette, he looked up at the dazzling but unheated Dongyang in the sky. "Is the situation of his younger sister very difficult?"

"No!" The man responded indifferently.

Hearing this, Qiao Mu took back his sight, turned his eyes and looked at his cold side face, sneering.

"What the hell? I heard that you temporarily appointed Zhuo Han as acting general manager of Qin group last night?

Is the situation of your sister-in-law not optimistic, and you plan to put down the Qin family and accompany her all the time? "

Although Qiao Mu had never had such an unforgettable feeling.

But he can feel it, just like if one day something happened to a little girl, he would rather use all the resources in his hand to exchange her life safety.

Anything is OK, life is OK!

This kind of strong emotion is not formed overnight.

In particular, they are such a superior and emotional men, unless they do not love, if once in love, will die.

So when he heard about the internal trend of the Qin family, it was hard for him to calm down.

Can let old four put down the Qin Kingdom that he set up, Qiao Mu instinctively thought of Yan Shiqi's physical condition.

At that time, with half a cigarette in her hand, Qin Baiyu gazed down at the red light of the cigarette end, and her tone was indifferent: "I will accompany her, and Qin will not put it down."

"Then you let Zhuo Han be the acting general manager..."

Qiao Mu words did not finish, the man's lips slowly spit out fog, he narrowed his eyes, visual front, "I'm not in, also can let each other relax vigilance."

At the end of his speech, he raised his thin lips and made a sharp arc.

Qiao Mu raised his eyebrows and thought to himself as he smoked. Suddenly, he said, "are you going to let the other family think that you are going to leave the post and attack them unprepared?"

The man turns his head and looks at him calmly with cold eyes. He doesn't answer, which is the default.

Seeing this, Qiao Mu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, "Damn, I thought you really wanted to love beautiful people. I don't think it's easy for the Qin family to fight down the territory. You can't just let it go. "

"Buzz"

Qiao Mu wanted to say something more, but his cell phone rang in his pocket.

He took out a look, and when he got through, he laughed and joked, "didn't you say there were activities today? How can you call me back? "

On the other end of the phone, Han Yunting said in a hurry, "come to the emergency, Xiao Yu is poisoned!"

Qiao Mu a muddle, "in what?"

Poisoning?

However, Han Yunting had no time to answer him and hung up directly.

As soon as Qiao Mu's eyebrows coagulated, he looked at Qin Baiyu, flicked the cigarette end in his hand, pulled him away and said, "come on, go to the emergency department. Yunting said Xiaoyu is poisoned!"

This dead boy, what's the trouble!

……

Five minutes later, Qiao Mu stood at the door of the emergency room, looking at Mo Liangyu's liver colored cheek on the bed, and fell into a long thinking.

Too ugly to watch!

He twisted his head, glanced at Han Yunting in a tuxedo, and looked at him slightly, "are you from the activity site?"

Han Yunting looks bad, "well, the press conference started right away, and as a result, he got a call."

I don't know how much wine Mo Liangyu drank. When he called himself, his tongue was big and he kept shouting that he was going to die.

Because of this, Han Yunting had to temporarily suspend the press conference of new clothes, drove to the Mohist residence, and came to the hospital with Mo Liangyu.