After a long time, there was no movement outside the door. Muqiqi opened the door carefully.
I looked out into the corridor through a small gap.
The result really did not discover Mo Yan Jue's figure, this under her heart more uneasy, he won't have informed the media, right?
Mu Qiqi thought that when their relationship was announced, the women in the whole cloud city surrounded her and attacked her. She couldn't help shaking.
She opened the door a little wider and saw that the whole second floor was empty. Her heart could not be said to be nervous or relaxed.
She walked down the stairs lightly. She asked the aunt who was taking care of the flowers and plants in a low voice. "Is Mr. Mo gone?"
"Well, just left."
Mu Qiqi's mouth trembled, showing a very ugly smile.
After that, she turned to the hospital and went upstairs. She planned to go to the hospital to see he Jiajun, and the others would be later.
If he really contacted the media, with his overbearing style, she would not be able to stop her. She could only think about it and find a place to hide, and then she would show up when the wind was almost over.
Quickly picked up a few change clothes, she was in a hurry to carry the bag downstairs.
Seeing her flustered appearance, the servant quickly put down the spray pot in her hand and said with concern: "Miss mu, is this going to go out?"
When Mo yanjue left, he told her that she was not allowed to step out of the house. However, she was afraid that she could not stop her ····
"er... My friend needs my help. I may not come back to live in these days. Please tell Mr. Mo about it." Mu Qiqi's heart is empty.
Finish saying that, did not wait for aunt to agree, directly ran out.
When the car started outside the door, the servant remembered to stop it, but it was too late.
Shivering to the phone, she called Mo yanjue, "Sir, Miss Mu is out, I didn't stop... Moreover, Miss Mu said that she would not come back to live these days ···"
at the other end of the phone, someone hung up without saying a word.
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with cold eyes staring at the person in front of him, Mo yanjue said without any temperature: "show the things to Mr. He."
Zhou Hua heard the sound and immediately took out the marriage certificate from the file bag and handed it to he Jiajun.
He Jiajun's slender white fingers took the things that Zhou Hua handed over, and his pupils suddenly contracted a few times.
In his coma of this period of time, his Qiqi has become someone else's wife?
No!
This is absolutely impossible!
He Jiajun raised his head and said, "do you think this little trick can deceive me?"
Listening to he Jiajun's questioning words, Mo yanjue's thick and curly eyelashes almost invisible flash a trace of haze.
The hands on the knee gently knocked, his mouth raised a arrogant smile, "Mr. He is so confident?"
"It's not that I have confidence, but Qiqi. She will never like you!" His bloodless face flushed with anger.
"Ha ha." Mo Yan Jue's arrogant sneer two times, "that you can really see to walk an eye!"
With that, Mo yanjue stood up and tidied up his suit and coat, and said casually, "I'm here to tell you that she belongs to me. You'd better not move those crooked thoughts, otherwise... It's her who is in trouble!"
It goes without saying who she is referring to.
Then, Wei'an's figure strode out, while Zhou Hua, who had been guarding the hospital bed, carefully extended his hand, "Mr. He, this... Please give it to me ···"
he Jiajun stretched out his hand dispiritedly, Zhou Hua took it carefully, and before he could put it into the paper bag, the door of the ward was pushed open, and the joyful voice of Muqiqi came in: "what Jiajun, what do you think I brought you? "
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