People were sent to the hospital, the shareholders finally settled down, and they all came forward to greet Mo Liancheng.

At the beginning, they were the people who agreed with Mo han to drive away moliancheng, and now the people who are eager to show their friendship are also these shareholders. In the face of disaster, it is reasonable to protect their own lives. Business is like a primeval forest, with no permanent enemies or friends. This truth is very clear in moliancheng.

So from the beginning to the end, moliancheng has not blamed anyone, nor has he trusted any one here. The so-called friendship is nothing but the relationship between utilization and utilization, the relationship between benefits and gains, which complement each other and never fail.

Until the people in the meeting room gradually dispersed, MI LAN stepped forward, with a red cheek bruised by Mo Han, and walked over pitifully, without paying any attention to Mu Qingqing.

"Liancheng, thank you, I..."

Mo Liancheng interrupted the nonsense that MI Lan was going to say, reached out and patted her on the shoulder and said calmly, "I will send someone to protect you and go back to have a good rest!"

Mi LAN nodded, looking at Mo Liancheng, carefully holding Mu Qingqing's hand and walking out of the meeting room, she could not help clenching her fist. The vinegar in the heart diffuses and makes the whole atmosphere change the taste.

Mo Liancheng took Mu Qingqing's hand and went to the parking lot. He sent his men to ask them to go to Donglin villa to clear the parking lot. He got on the car with Mu Qingqing first.

As soon as the door was closed, Mu Qingqing quickly handed the painkiller in his hand to the lips of Mo Liancheng.

Mo Liancheng was stunned and frowned, "how can you...

Mu Qingqing's expression was flat, and there was no unnecessary emotion on her face. Her palm raised her hand, and she put the medicine into her mouth roughly." don't talk nonsense, take the medicine first! "

Powerful painkillers are so powerful that they begin to work in less than three minutes. The carriage was extremely quiet. Mu Qingqing stretched out her hand and turned on the radio station, turning the sound very loud.

The light music is pleasant to the ear, but it is too alienated from the atmosphere. Mu Qingqing turned her head and did not look at Molian city again. For more than ten minutes, Mo Liancheng finally recovered. Instead of turning off the radio, he pulled Mu Qingqing into his arms.

Such as cotton wadding like gentle incomparable light down, the little bit of friendship in the eyes into a warm breeze, floating in the parking lot with a trace of diesel smell.

"How do you know I'm not feeling well?" Mo Liancheng casually asked, he was a little angry himself, why in just such an important critical moment of illness, if not for his super endurance, I am afraid this matter will fall short. In the mood as soon as the eruption of volcanic magma to the Ding point, Mu Qingqing suddenly pulled the heart of Molian city.

In fact, as early as the moment when Mo Liancheng was sitting on the chair, Mu Qingqing had already noticed that something was wrong with him. No one noticed that a thin layer of sweat had been exuded from the neck of Mo Liancheng, except for mu Qingqing.

So from the beginning to the end, Mu Qingqing was always holding a sweat.

Until Mi LAN pours in the arms of Molian City, Mu Qingqing is worried that Molian city will not be able to bear and show his flaws, so in the name of jealousy, he takes Mi LAN away. The indifferent smile of Mo Liancheng also shows Mu Qingqing's intention.

At that time, he was still a little uncertain, but now, he finally knows that Mu Qingqing is the woman who has to protect her life.

"Go away!" Mu Qingqing pushed away Mo Liancheng with a look of displeasure.

Mo Liancheng was relieved, and the battle finally won a temporary victory. But how could Mu Qingqing get angry again and make Mo Liancheng confused, "where did I offend you?"

"You're really very kind. Why didn't you find out before? Once upon a time, Mo Liancheng, who did not rub sand in his eyes, was now degenerated or what was going on? Was he infatuated with rice blue? " Mu Qingqing said in a strange way that Mo Liancheng finally understood that the strange atmosphere was a big vinegar eater.

Mo Liancheng pursed his lips and laughed. He pinched Mu Qingqing's face and kneaded and rubbed it twice. "I didn't find out before. How could you be so jealous?"

"Who's jealous and sentimental?" Mu Qingqing's voice seems to have been kneaded and kneaded by Mo Liancheng and kneaded in the heart.

All the way back to the villa, I saw Butler Tang standing at the door, looking around anxiously. Seeing the black Bentley of Molian city driving into the villa area, uncle Tang immediately welcomed him.

"Young master, are you all right?"

Mo Liancheng and Mu Qingqing got out of the car. They didn't look like they had fought a hard battle. Instead, they looked as if they had just finished shopping malls. "It's OK. What can I do for you?"

Mu Qingqing pursed her lips and began to speak slowly. "I'm afraid that Tang Shu has already seen the live broadcast. Don't all the major news media in Jiangcheng have to compete to report and discuss such a big matter? It was only in January and a half that the discussion was finished?"

Mo Liancheng acquiesced to Mu Qingqing's statement and patted uncle Tang on the shoulder. "I'm ok, uncle Tang. Don't worry. Everything will be OK.""Ah, I didn't expect that the eldest lady should be so terrible. If the master knew about it, he would not be at ease..." Uncle Tang sighed, and his face was sad.

That night, Mo Liancheng did not go downstairs to eat. Although uncle Tang was worried, he did not ask much. After all, Mo Han is also his own sister. If something like this happened today, Mo Liancheng's heart would not feel much better. Mu Qingqing could not empathize with him, but he could understand.

Until more than nine o'clock, Mo Liancheng locked himself in the study. Mu Qingqing was really worried and knocked on the door carefully with a glass of milk.

"Why don't you make a sound?" Mu Qing comes in and puts the milk on the table.

"You didn't eat at night. Have some milk to cushion your stomach." These words used to be said by Mo Liancheng and Mu Qingqing. Unexpectedly, in a flash, they changed their identities.

Mo Liancheng nodded, but did not reach for it.

"What are you going to do about Mo Han?"

Mo Liancheng sighed and said in a deep voice, "what should be dealt with, I have already dealt with them. The rest is left to the police. I will spare no effort to cooperate with anything that needs to be done. That's all. "

"Are you... OK?" Mu Qingqing went to the side of Molian city and comforted him.

Mo Liancheng backhand covers the back of Mu Qingqing's hand. The warm feeling spreads all the way from the palm to the heart, "I'm ok, don't worry!"