"Wait for your good news, but my patience is limited, you see to do..." Mo cold voice said, deep eyes in what flash away, he did not even give blue a chance to speak, then directly hung up the phone.
There was no light in the room, dark everywhere, MI LAN sat on the ground, her heart seemed to be hollowed out, as if she were in an ice cellar for a time. Mo Han this woman is terrible like a devil, she asks for everything with each passing day, like a bottomless pit filled with discontent, daunting.
Mi LAN holds the check in his hand, it seems that he still has the residual temperature in the palm of Mo Liancheng. He is so good to himself, but he framed him again and again. The struggle between reason and sensibility is like a battle of gunpowder, which is full of scars in limited consciousness.
It has been more than ten days since Mu Qingqing and song Yanshu last parted. She lives in Chengxi for the time being. Recently, she has found a house nearby and is ready to move there. After all, we can't always disturb Chengqi. We used to be alone. Now we still have a baby. It's not convenient to live in Chengqi home.
Although he kept on in a strange way and felt worried, no one could persuade Mu Qingqing to be stubborn. Finally, the compromise found a way, that is, to Mu Qingqing to live in their own neighborhood, also convenient once there is something out of the way to take care of.
It's only 15 minutes' drive from Mu Qingqing's new house to Chengxi villa. It's not far or near, and it's more convenient.
Early in the morning, Mu Qingqing and two servants who specially take care of the children left Chengqi's house. Chengqi drove her to the new house, until she helped her with all her luggage, and made sure again and again that she could be the only one who planned to leave.
The new house is a high-grade apartment with two floors and a large duplex structure. Although the environment is not as imposing as Donglin villa, it is not bad. The decoration is a post-modern Nordic style, which is also the type that Mu Qingqing likes. It is simple and warm. Mu Qingqing doesn't have to ask more about his work. He knows his friends best and can hold on to Mu Qingqing's preferences.
After Mu Qingqing told the servants to take good care of the children, he followed Cheng Xi to the living room. She looked around, her eyes fixed on the one-step coffee machine, and said with a smile, "you're really thoughtful. Can't even the refrigerator be full?"
With that, Mu Qingqing jokingly walked to the front of the refrigerator. The huge refrigerator with double doors was filled with all kinds of food materials, all of which were what Mu Qingqing liked to eat.
"No, it seems that I should raise your salary again..." Mu Qingqing joked and laughed, but didn't notice that she was standing on the side, worried.
"What are you going to do next?" Cheng Qi asked, during this period of time, MK's business is various, and the new technology of "facial pattern" jointly developed with song family has entered the normal, so Chengqi has been constantly going back to foreign countries to talk about cooperation, projects and introduction, all of which make Chengqi puzzled.
Mu Qingqing shrugged and pursed her lips. "I haven't thought about it yet. I just want to have a good rest...
" otherwise, go back to the company. " Chengxi asked tentatively. He always wanted to let Mu Qingqing come back, but for so many years, she was very relieved to give everything to herself. Chengxi was shouldering great responsibilities and obligations, as well as the feelings buried in her heart. She felt great pressure.
"Why, don't you want to help me? You always urge me to go back. It's very troublesome for me to go back. I have to stare at your work all day long." Mu Qingqing said, deliberately stretched out his hand and pinched the Zhengtai face.
Chengxi didn't avoid it, but stood in the same place with a cold face. A serious face was rubbed by Mu Qingqing's hand wantonly. It looked funny, at least amusing.
"Can I help you all my life?" He asked in a strange way, his face heavy. It was a look that was very inconsistent with his appearance. In Mu Qingqing's eyes, he looked like a child who pretended to be calm and pretended to be an adult.
Mu Qingqing didn't pay attention to it. She just turned back and took out two bottles of Iced Milk from the refrigerator. One of them was placed in front of the strange and the other opened by herself.
Before the milk was imported, it was snatched in a strange way. Because the strength was not light, some milk spilled out. "Are you a three-year-old child? Now you can't drink ice. How did the doctor tell you? Do I have to find some people to stare at you 24 hours a day?"
Mu Qingqing was stunned and then said with a heartless smile, "do you want to be my agent or my mother? How can you care so much and be wordy!"
"Mu Qingqing!"
Cheng Xi suddenly raised his voice and roared. It was the first time that he called Mu Qingqing's name so seriously and fiercely. Cheng Xi became angry. He turned all his worries into anger. He left the apartment and slammed the door of the apartment.
"Why are you so angry...
Mu Qingqing also put away her indifferent expression, and her face was extremely dark. She is not really heartless, but she is under too much pressure during this period. She knows that she is busy and the company is at a critical moment, so she does not want to cause emotional pollution. Because she is very clear, Chengxi cares about herself more than her family.After she slammed the door in a strange way, Mu Qingqing stood in the living room by herself. She picked up the milk bottle on the table blankly. A burst of cold pierced her heart from the palm of her hand. She was shocked.
Then, or put down the milk bottle, poured a cup of warm water for himself, Gudong Gudong a few mouthfuls under the stomach.
The doorbell rang one after another, and Mu Qingqing quickly sorted out her emotions and opened the door while chanting, "have you come back to apologize, stinky boy?"
Before the voice fell, song Yanshu's face appeared at the door. Mu Qingqing froze and looked at Song Yanshu with an incredible look. "I... I thought it was a strange thing to come back. How... How..."
Mu Qingqing's voice was frozen on the edge of his lips, and he couldn't ask anything. Song Yanshu wants to know his whereabouts, that is not easy, and what can be asked.
With that, song Yanshu took out a cake box from behind and handed it to Mu Qingqing, "this is for you, strawberry cake, meeting gift!"
"What kind of gift?" Mu Qingqing is at a loss.
However, song Yanshu seems to have completely forgotten the last time. His facial features are very beautiful with a smile. "I heard that when I moved to a new place, I want to get on well with my neighbors. It's not basic courtesy to send food and drink tea to each other."
"Neighbor?"
Mu Qingqing looked at Song Yanshu in horror, and then her eyes fell on his luggage, "don't tell me, you moved here too?"