Chapter 753

The little girl looked surprised.

People on the Internet have scolded her like this, but she is still indifferent.

Instead, are you worried about Mo Jincheng?

This Girl, is it honest or stupid.

The little girl was a little confused.

Kam Kam, at this time, the cell phone calls.

She took a look at the note on the screen, got up and said, "Miss Fang, I'll go out and answer the phone."

Fang Yuan nodded, eyes wrapped in gauze can't see anything.

No one saw the sadness in her eyes.

How can you not care at all.

But

She did do such a terrible thing because of her father's gambling debt.

This is a fact that no matter how she turns it around, she can't turn it around.

So, what they said is right. She is not worthy of Mo Jincheng.

A woman like her doesn't deserve Mo Jincheng.

She sniffed, trying not to let the tears fall.

If the tears fall and the eyes are infected, it will be more serious.

She didn't have the time to spend in the hospital.

We must get better soon.

Get better.

Outside the little girl, holding a mobile phone, some uneasily Hui reported: "I scolded her online comments are read again, but she did not respond."

An Qing on the other end of the phone said, "is that right? Is it true that there is no response, or is it fake? "

The little girl replied, "it's not very clear, because Her eyes... "

"Oh. Are you sympathizing with her? " An Qing snorted coldly, "don't forget, you are taking my money to do business, give me a good surveillance of her, Li Meng, remember?"

The little girl, who was called Li Meng, immediately showed an expression of grievance on her face.

"I know, Miss Ann. I'll look at her."

Hearing this answer, an Qing nodded with satisfaction: "remember your duty, don't easily sympathize with others, otherwise in the end, the person sympathized with can only be yourself."

"Yes, thank you, Miss Ann." Li Meng put down the phone and hesitated whether to go in.

Although I am monitoring Fang Yuan with an Qing's money, I really think Fang Yuan is very poor.

Mingming's eyes have been destroyed. Why does sister an Qing aim at others like this.

Clearly know Miss Fang can't see, also let her those online scold her words, one by one to read to her.

Is this really good?

Li Meng enters the room chagrined.

Find Fangyuan is dressing.

She was stunned and asked, "Miss Fang, you What are you doing? "

Fang Yuan turned back in the direction of the voice and said, "I'm going out to find Mo Jincheng."

"Why?"

Mo dada is not a child. Don't you know the way back?

Fang Yuan smiles and puts on his clothes. He says: "he has just returned home. He is not familiar with the land. I'm worried that he will get lost. Otherwise, he hasn't come back yet."

How long has it been? Why haven't you come back.

It's really urgent.

Li Meng replied casually, "maybe Mr. Mo went back on his way back after receiving a work notice from the company."

Li Meng really doesn't understand why Fang Yuan is so worried.

And is preparing to go out of the square, but by this sentence, said to stand in place.

Yes.

Maybe Mo Jincheng didn't come back because of his work.

Maybe he just said he would come back.

Seriously, she is not too stupid.

Fang Yuan began to take off his clothes.

Li Meng was stunned again.

Has begun to be made dizzy by the action of Fang Yuan.

"Miss Fang..."

Fang Yuan also realized that he seemed to be too impulsive.

Sitting in bed with some chagrin.

Squeeze a smile on your face.

I don't want the little girl to see her irritability and nervousness.

Chagrin and helpless pessimism.

So she said, "yes, maybe Mo dada has gone back to work. Thank you. By the way, what's your name?"

I'm sorry I haven't known her name for such a long time.

With a smile, Li Meng found that she had not introduced herself.

"My name is Li Meng."

"Is it?" Fang Yuan smiles and caresses the sheet with her fingers. It's warm and appropriate.

In my mind is the picture of the man holding himself in his arms.

Although I can't see it, my body can still feel the domineering atmosphere on him.It seemed that he wanted to hold her in his body.

That kind of strength.

That kind of contact.

I don't like it a little bit.

At least, at least not at all, right?

But

But is he an actor?

Actors have perfect ability to control emotions.

Can you really believe it?

It's all about acting.

I just want to push Anqing to a safe place.

Let her be the target.

Right?

Otherwise, Fang Yuan really can't think of the reason why Mo Jincheng is close to him.

It's so annoying.

Mingming likes other women in her heart. Why should she be close to her?

It's time to play.

To him, it's just four words, but to her

……

And at this time, carrying millet porridge to the elevator Mo Jincheng, left a smile on his lips.

Just about to enter the elevator, suddenly a fist flew straight to his position.

Mo Jincheng screams that it's not good. He dodges.

Unexpectedly, the head of the fist had long eyes and flew over quickly again.

Mo Jincheng's eyes are awe inspiring, and his eyes suddenly become cold and heartless.

"Surprise attack, will you?"

The man standing in the elevator laughs coldly and slowly comes out of the elevator. His eyes are like eagles and fall on Mo Jincheng's nose.

Mo Jincheng's deep eyes also fell coldly on Gong Heng.

Lips, if there seems to be no hook up.

Two people form a confrontation in an instant.

And their confrontation immediately attracted the attention of many passers-by.

"Eh, eh, this Isn't this Mo dada? Who's opposite him, and he's so handsome? "

"Is it a movie? Although they are so far apart, I can already feel the strong atmosphere that they want to tear each other

"When I go, I seem to know what kind of movie I'm making. Then I'll buy more than a dozen tickets and watch it over and over again. Just by looking at their posture, I already feel very attractive."

"The top two guys? Ha ha ha, I want to see it, too. "

"It's just bad luck. I can see a handsome guy even if I catch a cold. It's worth it if I keep catching a cold for a month."

However, deep in the whirlpool of the two people, faces are solemn.

They are not to be underestimated.

As long as a distraction, maybe

But that's interesting, isn't it?

Gong Heng is rubbing his fists. He hasn't met an equal opponent for a long time.