Chapter 252

What an impeccable and perfect plan! Su Wanqing hated her carelessness. She really didn't expect that when Mo Liancheng was so exhausted, she would go and trace a rumor on the Internet.

What Su Wanqing didn't expect was that the cause of Mu Qingqing's accident had something to do with herself, and moliancheng already knew the whole truth. Su Wanqing would not dream that song Yanshu would go to check Xiaochi Yingxue's mobile phone, and would not think that song Yanshu would want to expose the truth of the matter to Mo Liancheng.

All of this, Su Wanqing was hoodwinked in the drum, but naively thought that Mo Liancheng began to change her outlook.

Sometimes, the reason why the clown is ridiculed is probably because he can't see the weird and sensational mask on his face, and still naively thinks that he is a gentleman. At the end of the day, when there is a huge deviation between the truth and the hope, the fragile nerves collapse.

Su Wanqing is the clown, and Mo Liancheng is a cold eyed spectator. When the curtain falls, everything is different.

"You go, I don't want to see you again." Mo Liancheng repeated what he had just said. He no longer forced Su Wanqing. Maybe from the beginning, he had never thought that he would know the truth from Su Wanqing's mouth. Therefore, if Su Wanqing didn't come to the hospital, Mo Liancheng didn't want to interrogate her.

With that, Mo Liancheng turned to leave. The empty conference room still vaguely smelled of disinfectant. At the moment when Mo Liancheng turned around, it became Su Wanqing's grave. A loud bang like a loud bang in the mind, she finally all of their self-esteem and pride, unarmed torn, hard trampled on the foot.

A dull sound came from behind the city of Molian. He thought Su Wanqing had fainted, or something else had happened. However, no matter what kind it is, Mo Liancheng never thought it would be such a scene in front of her. Su Wanqing actually knelt on the ground.

Tears rustle from the cheek, drop on the dark brown floor, burst open. Su Wanqing sobbed, eyes are endless despair.

"Liancheng, help me, I don't want to go to jail..." Su Wanqing is finally defeated. She has no choice but to take her last friendship as a threat and ask for the help of Molian city.

Seeing Su Wanqing, who has always been arrogant, kneels down in front of him. The chilly Mo Liancheng is still shaken. He sighs and turns to help him. But Su Wanqing couldn't say anything. There was nothing else except that sentence mixed with sobbing.

"If you don't get up, I'll leave..." Mo Liancheng has no way, he is afraid of women crying, let alone such a plea.

Hearing that Mo Liancheng said he wanted to go, Su Wanqing hugged Mo Liancheng's leg and grabbed his pants. "Don't go. You are the only one in the world who can save me. I really don't want to go to prison. Liancheng, can you help me

"Su Yuanshan wakes up. He wakes up. This is the last time. I promise you, Liancheng..." Su Wanqing's incoherent words have been understood by Mo Liancheng.

"What happened to ye Youran really has something to do with you?" Mo Liancheng's voice covered from the top of the head, very deep.

"No, it was an accident..." Su Wanqing's eyes flow, no place to place, she said some huff and puff.

"I admit that I am selfish. I was the first one to know that Su Yuanshan hit someone. He intended to send ye Youran to the hospital, but I stopped him. I was worried that it would involve me. After all, I had just made some achievements in the entertainment industry at that time. If people knew that my father hit someone, those netizens would drown me with saliva. "

"I was afraid to affect myself, so I asked Su Yuanshan to leave the scene. After that, I gave him a sum of money and let him run away. Later in the news, I learned that the man who had been killed was the first lady of the Ye family. "

Su Wanqing's eyes were red. She was tearful, but she relaxed her hand and sat on the ground. "Since then, Su Yuanshan has been hiding everywhere. I often give him money. But after a long time, his mind was unbalanced, so he blamed all the things in that year on my head... "

"Believe me, I'm telling you the truth. Su Yuanshan asked me for money, more and more. He was poisoned and gambled. It was a bottomless pit. I turned him down that time, so he became angry and said he would kill me

"All of them are nonsense. I didn't instigate him to kill ye Youran. I don't know ye Youran at all. You know Liancheng. How can I kill her if I don't know her? "

Su Wanqing's tears were like broken beads from the corner of her eyes. "I'm sorry. If I hadn't stopped Su Yuanshan, maybe ye Youran would have been sent to the hospital in time, so many things would have happened. It's all my own fault. I haven't had a night's sleep for so many years..."

"Liancheng..." Su Wanqing and rushed to the side of Molian City, pitifully looked up at him, "I am also forced, I don't mean to slander Qing Qing Qing, slander Mo Shi."

"Please, Liancheng, can you help me? If Su Yuanshan tells the police, I will certainly go to prison. I don't want to go to prison, I don't want to go to jail..."Su Wanqing broke down in tears, her eyes were burning with hot tears, and she kept mumbling and pleading in her mouth.

Although moliancheng's trust in Su Wanqing has long been exhausted, but after all, it is a friendship from small to large, which can not be broken completely. But if he really helped Su Wanqing, it means that he completely betrayed Mu Qingqing.

Mo Liancheng knows Mu Qingqing's personality. If she knows about it in the future, it will be a devastating blow to their relationship. Once some resolutions are made, they may cause irreversible damage.

However, as for Su Wanqing's words, moliancheng is not completely convinced. I don't know when, Su Wanqing's staffing in Molian city seems to have changed quietly.

"Get up..."

Mo Liancheng's voice was low and hoarse. He bent down to help Su Wanqing. His face was as gloomy as the sky on the eve of a storm. There was no light or cloud.

Mu Qingqing's ward is on the opposite side of this vacant conference room, which is not far or near, but constantly tugs at the heart of Mo Liancheng.

At the same time, a figure flashed through the concealed door of the conference room and disappeared at the end of the corrido