Chapter 2310

"... stop outside." He doesn't care.

"It's stopped, but they're clamoring to..." speaking of this, the originally small noise suddenly disappeared, which made Yi Lei stop. He couldn't help looking out through the crack of the door and exclaimed, "how's Wang Mingyang coming?"

Wang Mingyang came here in a wheelchair!

His feet, hands and head are wrapped with thick bandages, his face is very white, and there is a blood transfusion bag hanging next to the wheelchair... How weak he looks, but his momentum is still so dignified and powerful!

"If you have any visit, come to me. Don't quarrel and sleep late..." he endured the pain of broken bones and said the first sentence with difficulty.

The quiet press group looked at each other, and their hearts were boiling!

Director Wang is still taking care of Shu Mu night, and the reason is "don't make her sleep". It's really considerate! Having worked in the police sector for so many years, has secretary Wang ever been so careful? It's really iron man tenderness!

So, careful and full of gossip, he quickly smashed it over——

"Director Wang, is this car accident an accident or someone premeditated? Why are you in the same car with Miss Shu again? There is no obvious intersection between the police force and the fashion show... "

"Director Wang, I heard that you sacrificed your life to save Miss Shu in the car accident. Is it true?"

"Director Wang, you also came here to see Miss Shu, didn't you? Are you nervous about her safety? "

“……”

Wang Mingyang had to wave his hand until his subordinates came to signal the people to silence. The noise was quiet again.

"Don't go too far! Taking care of director Wang's body, he is still transfusing blood! " The subordinates couldn't see it and yelled.

The reporters shrunk their heads, still curious, but they didn't dare to ask.

Wang Mingyang waved his hand, motioned his subordinates to keep quiet, and then turned to the crowd again. His voice was very weak, but his attitude was very serious: "yes, I'm very nervous about her safety!"

Someone took a breath: is it just the rhythm of public confession or recognition?

Wang Mingyang held the wheelchair, endured the pain and weakness after the injury, slightly adjusted his posture and continued: "at the time of the accident, I failed to protect her, so the news of sacrificing my life to save her was untrue! But if I can, I really want to... "

"Director Wang has worked hard!" Before his voice fell, a cool voice behind him interrupted his monologue.

People were surprised and turned their eyes to the sound source——

It's Nangong Mo!

Nangong Mo!!!

Why is he here?

When the assistant turned the wheelchair, Wang Mingyang slowly saw Nangong Mo's face rising with a proud smile and walking towards him step by step, but he just stood down and glanced at him.

Then, he slowly opened his mouth: "director Wang is not in prison. I will take care of my woman myself."

Telling this in the surprised eyes of the people, he glanced coldly at Wang Mingyang's subordinates: "take director Wang back to the ward. There's no need for him to worry about... Seriously injured people." In short: the existence of Wang Mingyang can't help at all!

"I..." the subordinates looked left and right. Wang Mingyang didn't speak again. He suddenly fell into a dilemma.

Nangong moss ignored Wang Mingyang and turned to the press group again. With a proud attitude, she directly took the initiative: "you can ask me any questions about Shu Muwan directly."

People are a little counselled!

Everyone knows Nangong mo... He's not easy to mess with! Who dares to ask him directly? They don't know, those can be asked, those can't be asked

"Don't ask? Then listen... "He was still arrogant and arrogant. He brushed the reporter in front of him coldly," on business, go to interview her company team; In private matters, make it clear... She's mine. Don't gossip about the wrong object. "

The last sentence, with a slow speed and a shallow smile, shocked everyone and nodded at the same time.

The women admitted by Nangong Mo dare not talk nonsense

"Any questions?"

Everyone shook their heads and waited for Nangong Mo, the great God, to quickly turn around and leave, but another rookie reporter timidly raised his hand and asked carefully: "so... When are you going to get married?"

The people nearby immediately held their breath: what a shocking problem!

Little sister, how dare you ask?

"Er, or... When will you get engaged..." feeling Nangong Mo's cold eyes sweeping over, the little girl smiled and quickly changed words to make her question sound... Not so sharp.

Since she is the woman he admits, she must... Have a place?

You can't just be his "woman" all your life

"Which newspaper are you from?" With a long finger, the bold little girl was named directly.

The latter was stunned for two seconds and replied: "yes... It's from the City Morning Post..."

Everyone else had been quietly sweating for her. When they thought that the little girl and her newspaper were going to play together, they suddenly heard Nangong Mo's cool and steady voice——

"Next Saturday." The corner of his lips raised gently, and he slowly added, "it's on the front page of your newspaper."

"Next Saturday?!"

Whispered in unison, shocked not only the reporter, but also Yi Lei standing behind. He was stunned and petrified: next Saturday, the first day after the main show... Is mo Shao going to get engaged or get married?!

Nima, the news is so sudden!

Nangong Mo ignored the shocked people and turned directly back to the ward.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became strange. At this time, the army of journalists, who have always loved to fight for headlines, whispered to each other and discussed the way of reporting - Mo Shao's "decision", and their reports should be consistent!

As for Wang Mingyang, he was put aside and no one paid attention to him. After hearing all Nangong Mo's words, Junmei frowned more tightly, and his pale and weak face became more and more frightening until other subordinates came together——

"Wang Bureau, please go back to the ward to deal with some things."

Wang Mingyang was a little nervous, nodded and motioned his subordinates to push the wheelchair back. He tried not to think about Nangong Mo's words, and deliberately said something to divert his attention: "what can I do for you?"

"That... Tang Pingqing is dead." The subordinates lowered their voice and looked around to make sure there was no one around. Then they whispered, "the detention was closed secretly not long ago! It seems that this matter is not so simple. People in the criminal Department suspect that there is someone behind the scenes... The director of the confidential department is waiting for you in the ward. "

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