Chapter 779

"Maybe I've been sleeping a little too long and I'm dizzy..." Mu Qingqing light said, this kind of feeling of controlling mood as far as possible is very uncomfortable, can't say it's hard, but she can only bear this kind of suffering.

Probably because he was in a bad mood, Mu Qingqing didn't notice when there was a black Mercedes Benz business car at the entrance of the alley. Through the glass door of the coffee shop, only the photos of song Yanshu and Mu Qingqing in the picture frame were sent back to the mobile phone of moliancheng. He sent someone to protect Mu Qingqing, but also wanted to know her whereabouts all the time.

Just as he used to be nervous about Mu Qingqing, Mo Liancheng is even more nervous about their baby, because that will be the only link he can get involved with Mu Qingqing, and he can never allow any negligence.

What he heard in the hospital early in the morning still hovered over the airspace of memory like a vulture, which has always disturbed Molian city. Even if the company had an accident, he could not help but think of the words he had heard from Mu Qingqing.

All day long, muriancheng's time was filled in by meetings of all sizes. There was no spare time. Until 8:30 p.m., he could finally catch his breath.

Mo Liancheng's body leaned to the back of the chair and closed his eyes for a few seconds. All of a sudden, his whole body seemed to be burning with a blazing flame, which ignited all his senses and burned his essence. He suddenly got up and threw his mobile phone out of his hand. The sudden force hit the reception not far away, and the glass cabinet door broke and split instantly, splashing pieces on the ground.

Zhong Lin happened to come in from the outside with the final report. The whole person was very frightened and stood at the door at a loss, "Mr. Mo, you What's the matter with you? "

Mo Liancheng just noticed that there was someone at the door of the office, so he stretched out his hand, "give it to me!"

"Well?" Zhong Lin was stunned. He didn't understand it quickly for a while, until Mo Liancheng raised his voice and said, "report to me!"

"Yes, yes, here..." Zhong Lin quickly steps forward and hands the report to Mo Liancheng in a hurry. When he looks at the report, Yu Guang still sweeps the messy picture to one side from time to time.

In recent years, Mohr group has encountered obstacles in its investment for several times. However, due to the sudden implementation of new laws abroad, the project has to be postponed indefinitely. Although moliancheng is a business genius, it is difficult to extend its hand overseas in any case, and the company has suffered a long-standing financial crisis.

Shareholders will not stop to pressure, but no one gives any perfect solution, all the burden of a moment all pressure on moliancheng, pressure him breathless.

"Mr. Mo, this is a summary report of all available funds. I'm afraid we will withdraw from the bidding for the government wetland project next month..." Dare not say, Liancheng.

Mo Liancheng slammed the plan on the table, his voice was very cold, "Mo will not quit, continue to think of a way!"

"But our money..." Zhong Lin said worried, but Mo Liancheng picked up the coat on the back of the chair and walked out of the office.

The night in Jiangcheng is full of wine and wine, but the more such a night, the more likely it is to make people feel lonely. When Mo Liancheng remembers the appearance of song Yanshu standing beside Mu Qingqing with a smile on his face, he has a burst of uncontrollable anger in his heart. When I came out of the bar, moliancheng was already a little drunk, and the figure and voice of Mu Qingqing, a woman, could not be forgotten in my mind.

So he drove the car recklessly, all the way to the coffee shop.

The coffee shop is close to closing. Song Yanshu is still helping in the shop. It seems that only the finishing work is left. Mu Qingqing is standing in the bar with a lot of worries and wiping the cup.

Song Yanshu helps to return the seat, his eyes from time to time fall on Mu Qingqing. However, this scene, and impartial fall in the Molian city full of anger on a pair of cold eyes.

So he pushed the door and got off the car. The huge noise attracted everyone's attention.

"What are you doing?" Song Yanshu has already felt that the comer of Molian city is not good, so he first step forward and protect in front of Mu Qingqing.

Drunk slightly drunk, constantly disturbing Mo Liancheng's thoughts, he almost did not even think about it. He raised his hand and landed on Song Yanshu's face. The force of this blow is very heavy, so that the unprepared song Yanshu fell out and knocked over the tables and chairs behind him.

"Moliancheng, you are sick!" When Mu Qingqing was angry, there was a lot of noise in the quiet coffee shop.

"Ouch, what's the matter?" Aunt heard the sound from inside to drive out, when seeing the Mo Liancheng, can't help but a Leng.

"It's you. Aren't you Qing Qing's ex husband?" My aunt didn't know, so on the first day when she came here, she asked about the tall, handsome man who bought pet supplies with Mu Qingqing last time. She got a angry remark from Mu Qingqing and we divorced.

He just blurted out without thinking, but it was such a sentence that stimulated Mo Liancheng. He directly grabbed Mu Qingqing's wrist, got up and went to the door. Mu Qingqing's fierce struggle can not resist the strength of Mo Liancheng.Bearing the pain, song Yanshu got up to stop him, but Mo Liancheng was like a wild animal. It seemed that all the moves had killed song Yanshu.

"Get out of here!"

Song Yanshu took Mo Liancheng's arm, his eyes were grim, "Mo Liancheng, you let go of Mu Qingqing!"

Mo Liancheng kicked in Song Yanshu's stomach, and the cold voice spread in the dark alley, "she is my woman, I want to take her where I go, but you can't take care of it!"

Finish saying, Mo Liancheng then roughly threw Mu Qingqing into the co pilot's seat and locked the door.

Mu Qingqing slaps the window, but the sound is all drowned in the closed space. Mo Liancheng steps up and steps into the car, starts the car, and leaves the dust.

Song Yanshu didn't have time to stop Mo Liancheng. When he got on the car and chased out, he couldn't see the car.

"Moliancheng, you drink and drive, do you want to die, break the law!" Mu Qingqing, sitting in the co pilot's seat, looked at Mo Liancheng's gloomy side face, and became flustered when she smelled a strong smell of alcohol. She quickly buckled on the co pilot's seat belt, looking frightened.

"What are you afraid of? You don't want it anyway!" Mo Liancheng said in a cold voice, but mu Qingqing was afraid. He didn't hear what he said. He just kept stopping him and told him to stop.

Mo Liancheng has lost his mind. The more Mu Qingqing struggles like this, the more he tries to step on the accelerator.