Chapter 993

A small pool into his arms, Mu Qingqing whole people are paralytic sitting on the ground, in no trace of strength can support his body to stand up. Just that short 20 minutes, long like a walk from hell, even if just think about it, all people feel scalp numb.

"All right, it's all right!" Cheng Xi patted Mu Qingqing on the back, trying to comfort her. Mu Qingqing didn't notice that his forehead was covered with big beads of sweat and was sliding down his neck into his collar.

Tears suddenly ran down. Mu Qingqing pressed her forehead against her strange shoulder and could not help crying. In the empty park, only Chengxi and these lush flowers and trees can undertake Mu Qingqing's sorrow, no one knows.

Mu Qingqing did not dare to let go of the small pool and clenched her fists. She did not dare to cry aloud for fear of scaring her son. The fingertip fell into the skin of the palm and oozed blood, but mu Qingqing didn't realize it.

Chengqi found a small pool on the bench of one of the paths in the park. There was no one around. Only an arm long baby was lying on the bench, staring at his feet at random. He was enjoying the broad sky and the warmth brought by the sunshine.

After Mu Qingqing has managed to stabilize her mood, she repeatedly forbids the nanny to tell Molian city what happened today. She has exhausted all the threatening and threatening tactics. Because once Mo Liancheng is aware of something wrong, he will soon know about song Yanshu and the boy who can provide the donor.

Once moliancheng knew this, according to his character, he would not accept the operation in any case. Mu Qingqing could not be more clear about this. He has missed a heart, and if he missed it again, it's hard to guarantee that it will be the last chance given to them by God.

"It must be him, it must be!" Mu Qingqing gives the small pool to Chengxi's hand and leaves the park without looking back. No matter what Chengxi calls Mu Qingqing, she seems to have not heard it.

Cheng Xi anxiously looked at the child in his arms and saw Mu Qingqing stop by the road and walk away.

Mu Qingqing rushes into the song house regardless of everything. Uncle an stands in the living room and sees Mu Qingqing come in. He is going to say hello to him. Unexpectedly, Mu Qingqing pushes uncle an aside and begins to look for him in the house.

"Get out of my way, song Yanshu!"

"Song Yanshu! Get out of here Mu Qingqing was crazy, her eyes were full of red blood, as if she was about to tear song Yan Shu into pieces at any time.

Uncle an was surprised. Although he didn't like Mu Qingqing before, he was impeccable in politeness. It is the first time for uncle an to meet Mu Qingqing, who is so aggressive as today.

"Miss mu, it's not appropriate for you to be like this. The young master is having a meeting with the uncle of the family. Please wait in the reception room for a moment." Uncle an is holding his eyebrows, but he has already pressed the alarm secretly and mobilized the security of song house to come in.

Mu Qingqing didn't pay attention to an Shu at all. She still pushed the door from room to room to look for it, but there was no sign of song Yanshu.

The front hall is in a mess. Several bodyguards are standing at the door waiting for uncle an to give an order. Seeing that Mu Qingqing is out of control as if he is crazy, uncle an waves his hand and hands him a look.

Two bodyguards, one left and one right, put Mu Qingqing's arm up, "Miss mu, offended!"

No one here is unaware of the incessant relationship between Song Yanshu and Mu Qingqing. Uncle an's punishment for dealing with Mu Qingqing has been widely publicized in this house, so everyone is always cautious about Mu Qingqing.

"Let go of me, let go of me!" Mu Qingqing struggled fiercely, but his strength was not equal to that of a strong man with professional training.

It was during the chaos that a burst of laughter came from the end of the corridor. A dozen middle-aged men were chatting and coming out in pairs. The content of the conversation is nothing more than ordinary trivial life. One day I decided to take my wife to Europe for shopping, and then I would bet on it. The cooperation between Mr. Zhang and Mr. Wang has been strained, or the company's efficiency has reached a new high.

Mu Qingqing is not interested in listening to these boring things. You don't have to guess that these people must be the masters who control the underground power kingdom. The man standing calmly in the crowd, with a cold and evil smile on his face, is the master and real ruler of this kingdom.

The noise stopped suddenly, and the scene in the front hall shocked everyone.

"Isn't that Mu Qingqing?"

"Yes, Yan Shu, what's going on here?" Several uncles standing on the side of song Yan's calligraphy asked in a low voice, and their eyebrows were tight.

Song Yanshu's eyes lightened a lot at the moment of falling to Mu Qingqing. Mu Qingqing met song Yanshu's eyes directly, but in his manner, he felt that his sudden visit seemed to be expected by song Yanshu. So he didn't even move his eyebrows.

"I will deal with it, nephew will not send you..." Song Yanshu did not answer their questions, and even did not move his eyes.Seeing song Yanshu's asking for leave, everyone was curious and did not dare to stay. They walked out of the Song family's mansion one after another. Mu Qingqing stares at Song Yanshu, her heart beating fast.

Until everyone left the song house, song Yanshu's eyes became fierce, but the eyes did not hurt Mu Qingqing, but fell on the two bodyguards beside him.

"Who told you to be rude to my woman, don't you think your life is too long?" Song Yanshu's voice is cold, and the two bodyguards immediately let go of their hands and repeatedly apologize. Uncle an stood aside in amazement, a pair of hands full of wrinkles were stiff in the air, he did not hear wrong, song Yan Shu really said that.

What I worry about will happen after all! Uncle an didn't dare to think about it any more, but he saw the abnormality of his young master.

Mu Qingqing's heart is fierce. Song Yanshu's eyes are too fierce. It seems that he can see through people's hearts. Before he could speak, he knew that Mu Qingqing had lost.

"Song Yanshu, if you dare to move my son, I will kill you!" Mu Qingqing almost bit his lip. He was just frightened. He raised his fist and waved it at Song Yanshu, almost exerting all his strength.

Song Yanshu stood in the same place, did not move. Just a moment before Mu Qingqing approached, he raised his hand and grabbed the wrist of her fist and gently pulled it. Then he took Mu Qingqing into his arms and easily resisted on his shoulders.