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Cheng Qingyao was disgusted and pulled Mo Li out all the way. She wanted to get out of that dirty place quickly.

Fate is so unfair!

She wants to clean herself up. Cheng dongkun has been forcing her to go to a dead end. AI wanwan was not forced, but he was willing to fall and didn't die.

Once she admired AI wanwan so much. She had a kind father, an excellent boyfriend, and superior opportunities for study and work.

Now she is no longer envious, her heart is not clean, and everything is empty.

Holding Mo Li's hand, she walked stiffly forward, walked out of the hospital, walked down the street and left the downtown area. When her legs were soft and her feet hurt, she suddenly remembered: "don't you have a car? Why don't you drive out?"

Mo Li Haosheng was wronged: "you have been holding me nonstop, and you ignore me when talking to you. It seems that the person who makes a fool in front of the ward is not me but you."

Cheng Qingyao waved his hand disgustingly: "don't talk about this topic in the future. It's disgusting to think of it. How do you feel now? Do you want to drink or relax? If you want to drink, find a bar. If you want to relax, call a car and sit in a quiet place."

"You mean, you accompany me?" Mo Li's angry and embarrassed mood was smoothed by her. AI wanwan was rapidly away from his world, but she was getting closer and closer. Close not only to the surface, but also to the heart.

She is willing to protect him!

She is willing to defend him!

She is willing to accompany him when he needs to!

Tighten her hand, pull her to the bottom of her eyes and look at her with nostalgia. Somehow she was confused by him. Her mind suddenly emptied. She involuntarily pasted it on his chest and listened to his heartbeat: "I accompany you and you accompany me."

Mo centrifugal flowers were in full bloom, and a cold heart was completely warmed by her. He hugged her tightly and gently rubbed the top of her hair with his jaw: "OK, I'll accompany you."

As soon as the voice fell, his mobile phone rang, which surprised Cheng Qingyao suddenly and embarrassed him to leave.

What happened?

Why is there a hug?

Why didn't he refuse? He turned his face in shame and didn't dare to look.

Mo Li lifted his lips and smiled. When he took out his mobile phone, his face suddenly turned green and black. It was not someone else who called, it was his mother. When she saw the video, she was so angry that her heart hurt. She couldn't bear to call him for a moment: "Mo Li, you come back to me, now, immediately, immediately."

"No time!" her voice was as cold as winter, and his voice was colder than hers. In other people's homes, mother and son have a harmonious relationship. But in Mo's family, not only the mother child relationship, but also the mother daughter relationship is extremely bad.

Over the years, if you can't go back, don't go back. If you stay less than five minutes, find an excuse to leave!

The mother and son did not speak for many years. Occasionally, he either did not express his position or simply, um, answered her like this, which has not happened for many years.

Moli's mother's surname is Duanmu and her single name is a rhyme. She is the only princess in the Duanmu family for three generations. She is loved by the family and has a proud and cunning temperament. She doesn't look up to ordinary people and disdains to do ordinary things. When she is in a good mood, she is the Dragon King. She calls the wind and rain and does whatever she wants. When she's in a bad mood, she's the God of thunder and electricity. Whoever she sees cuts who she sees.

People around her buy her account and let her!

The only one who doesn't buy her account and doesn't lead her is Mo Li!

Hearing Mo Li's answer, her anger went straight to her head. The volume was not high, but the cold air was cold: "no matter how your eyes are higher than your head, you are also out of my stomach, and I am also your mother. Go home and don't let me say it again for the third time."

"No time." Mo Li still doesn't sell her account and hangs up her phone when she doesn't go home. She didn't want to say it a third time, and he didn't want to say it.

Duanmuyun trembled with anger, and her face turned white and blue. The unfilial son, unfilial son... Called again. His phone was on the phone. Nan Youjin called and asked him, "where is it?"

"Outside."

"Would you like to come and sit down?"

"No."

"Really? The brothers are here. Come and have a cup of tea and touch mahjong."

"No, I'm fine. Don't worry."

Nan Youjin said nothing more and asked him to contact again. As soon as he put his hand down, his mobile phone rang again. This time it was not duanmuyun, but Mo Jianling and Mo Li's father.

He didn't have Duan Muyun's overbearing and cold, but he had his father's solemn and caring: "where? How's it going?"

"Why not? I broke up with her long ago. What she did has nothing to do with me." Mo Li didn't talk much with his father, but he could talk a few words. However, when he heard him ask "how are you?" he was really moved and felt that he was still a child with family and love.

Mo Jianling said, "when did you divide your hands? Why didn't you hear the news from you?"

"More than a month ago."

"Why did you break up? It has something to do with Zhang Hanjin?"

"If you want to find out, you can find out. What you find out is naturally a fact."

"I've checked, but I still want to hear from you. You're my son. Whether you come to take over the Mo group or not. You're my mo Jianling's son. I don't want my mo Jianling's son to be bullied by an out of tune woman."

"I'm still pretty white now. I don't have a black head and a black face."

"... son..."

"I'm fine now. You don't have to worry about me. Her things only make me sick and won't break me down."

"Well, let me ask you again, who is that woman?"

"What?"

"Who is the woman who spoke for you in the hospital and pulled you away?"

Mo Li admires the audience. Since he can make the video so comprehensive and complete, he not only announced AI wanwan, but also pulled Cheng Qingyao into it. He looked at her. She was playing with her cell phone. She looked very serious and quiet.

He moved in his heart, put his hand on her shoulder and put his arms around her: "she is my new girlfriend. I'll show it to you in a few days."

Cheng Qingyao's body stiffened and looked at him strangely. What did he say? Who is his new girlfriend?

Mo Jianling also frowned: "have you made a girlfriend so soon? Weren't you very obsessed with AI wanwan?"

"If you find the wrong person, you have to learn to hold it up and put it down. This is a real man."

"Well said!"

"I have something else..."

"Don't you give me a brief introduction to her?"

"Cheng Qingyao, female, 24 years old, was born on earth, grew up on earth and worked on earth. Her family is poor, her mother is weak, and her father is an authentic local ruffian without discount. She owes usury abroad all year round. She doesn't live easily and lives very strong. The most important thing is that she has the courage and kindness you don't have. Now she works for kg group and is the chief of AI wanwan department Secretary. "

Mo Jianling's eyebrows relaxed and frowned. She was old enough and her family was poor. Good character, bad work. The father of the local ruffian is very annoying, and AI wanwan's men are involved in AI wanwan, which is a bad memory that can't be thrown away if you want to.

However, Mo Li has always had an idea about Mo Li's affairs. He didn't say much when he was with AI wanwan: "listen to your tone, it seems that he is very satisfied with her. I'm still the old saying that your woman lives with you all her life. You choose well and you suffer badly. Just like AI..."

"She's fine!"

"Good, dad just wants you. Son, there are many reporters waiting for me outside. I'll tell them what you say, okay?"

"Yes."

"Well, let's start! You can take her home for dinner these days. The family will meet sooner or later."

If there are journalists in the hospital, Mohs group cannot have no journalists. The number of journalists here is far more than several times that of the hospital. Mo Jianling is not afraid of reporters and humiliation. He is afraid that his son will be wronged.

The boy looks capable. In fact, he is very simple!

What kind of creature is a woman? The boy doesn't understand it at all!

After his investigation and phone call, his uneasy heart was a little relieved. However, is the woman named Cheng Qingyao really as good as Mo Li said? Does she really understand Mo Li? Could she be another AI Wan?

He got up and went out to meet the reporter. At the same time, he waved to his assistant: "Ai wanwan's subordinate has a secretary named Cheng Qingyao. Go and check her specific situation. His family is not afraid of poverty. His father can almost bear it. There must be no more men who can't tell..."