"Young master, you are back..." Butler Tang's voice came into Mu Qingqing's ears. She seemed to feel the gloomy and terrible atmosphere of Molian City upstairs. As for the gossip news of these days, moliancheng must have known about it. Otherwise, he would not fly straight to Donglin villa instead of Mohist group.

However, Mu Qingqing didn't care. She was no longer the cowardly woman who was wary of her mistakes in the heart of moliancheng. Now she is fearless and more afraid of her misunderstanding.

If the former Mu Qingqing was so humble because he loved Mo Liancheng too much, now Mu Qingqing may have ground those love and expectations into his bones, and in the past four years, he has become stronger.

Mo Liancheng deliberately passed the door of the bedroom, coughed twice and went to the study. Mu Qingqing originally thought that he would come in directly, sneer sarcasm, or leave a magazine on Mu Qingqing for accountability. But none of them.

Mo Liancheng just walked into the study, as if did not see Mu Qingqing.

However, it's good to do so. Although the verbal confrontation can't hurt her body, she almost loses all her mental strength every time, which makes Mu Qingqing feel exhausted physically and mentally.

"Didn't you see me coming back?" Just as Mu Qingqing was lying on the bed, a cold and sharp voice came in from the direction of the bedroom door. It was mo Liancheng.

"I'm not your housekeeper or your servant. I don't have to say hello to you every time you come back. Just say what you want and listen to me." Mu Qingqing said faintly, then turned over and looked out of the window.

The one who should have come back as expected, but mu Qingqing did not intend to explain something to moliancheng.

"I'll give you 15 minutes to change clothes and go out with me. I'll wait for you in the car." Mo Liancheng voice just fell, and even did not have time to give Mu Qingqing the chance to refuse, then disappeared in the bedroom door position.

Mu Qingqing's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. When he suddenly got up, the figure of Mo Liancheng had disappeared.

"Where to go." Mu Qingqing habitually opened the back door and sat sideways in.

Mo Liancheng is sitting in the driver's cab, but his eyes always fall on Mu Qingqing in the rearview mirror. Obviously, this kind of distribution has always explained the difference of identity and status. Only the driver and the boss will sit like this.

"Sit in front." Mo Liancheng some unhappy, but with a trace of helplessness in the tone.

Naturally, Mu Qingqing is intentional. She always subconsciously challenges the patience and bottom line of Mo Liancheng, even every detail in her life.

"I don't want to sit in the front, don't you know, according to the relevant reports, the co pilot's survival rate in the accident is the lowest, but I'm a life sparing man." Mu Qingqing raised her hand and twisted the earrings without any care and leaned back on the chair. Her appearance with clear don't care, as if completely did not put Mo Liancheng in the eye.

Naturally, as for his silent departure and his last day's interaction with Su Wanqing in the hospital, Mu Qingqing was somewhat in a bad mood.

"What are you doing?" When Mu Qingqing didn't respond, the back door had been pulled open.

Mo Liancheng leaned down to get into the car. His hands were nimble and slipped between mu Qingqing's legs. With a little effort, he held Mu Qingqing out of the back seat. He ignored Mu Qingqing's unwillingness and threw her directly into the co pilot's position.

"When did you get so bored?" Mu Qingqing was probably scared just now. At the moment, he was in a bad mood and glared at Mo Liancheng.

Mo Liancheng got back into the driver's cab and said faintly, "you can rest assured of my driving skills, but if you don't fasten your seat belt, I will be irresponsible if something goes wrong in a short time."

"What?" Before Mu Qingqing could reflect the meaning of Mo Liancheng's words, the car started instantly. Because of the rapid speed, Mu Qingqing was unstable and left his seat and hit the glass in front of the car.

"Mo Liancheng, are you crazy? Drive slowly!" Mu Qingqing held on to the seat with one hand and pulled the seat belt away with the other. Only then did she fix herself in the co pilot's seat. She glared at Mo Liancheng fiercely, only felt faint pain under the broken hair on her forehead.

Mo Liancheng mouth slightly a hook, did not slow down the speed, but more open faster. Finally, she stopped on the beach by the sea. Without hesitation, Mu Qingqing pushed the door open and ran to one side. She only felt that her stomach was full of water. She had not eaten anything in the morning. Now she almost vomited bile.

"Moliancheng, you are a psychopath!" She was still cursing and cursing.

"I told you to fasten your seat belt. Let me see..." Said, Mo Liancheng smilingly went to Mu Qingqing side, pinch her chin, check her forehead injury.

"It's OK!"

Mu Qingqing pushed the ink city's hand hard, and a pair of copper brown eyes leaking out the flames. "Something is okay, it's not your has the final say, I want to sue you for personal injury!"

After that, Mu Qingqing went to the direction of the coastal highway. Mo Liancheng pulled Mu Qingqing's hand with his body on his side. "Do you know, where can you accuse people of hurting?""Mu Qingqing, how can you be honest with me?" Mo Liancheng finally softened his posture. Wen Dun's voice was almost swallowed up by the sound of the sea, but mu Qingqing still heard it clearly. Perhaps only in such a place, Molian city has the courage to say such words.

"Ah..." Mu Qingqing sneered and whispered slowly in a voice that only he could hear. "If there is such a place, you people will have to pay for their lives!"

For a moment, when Mu Qingqing turns back and drops her eyes to Molian city again, her expression has become gentle, "Mo Liancheng, you are really a man who has revenge!"

"Yes, I thought you would miss me." Mo Liancheng looked straight at Mu Qing, but didn't answer her question directly. Instead, he teased with eyebrows.

"But it seems that you miss me more." Mu Qingqing was not so angry for a while. Maybe the salty sea breeze eased her misery a lot.

Mo Liancheng shrugged, "it's almost time. I ordered a dress for you. I'll send it to Jiangcheng today. Go and try it."