Su Murong had Li Zhi's help. Hongze's boss knew that he was wrong, but he didn't insist on changing the plan. After a good dinner, he was calm and happy. The old factory was transformed according to the original plan.

Li Zhi was going to send her home, but she politely declined and asked Xiaojiang to pick her up in advance.

Mo Shibei is not in the apartment. If he is sent back by him, what will the man think? I don't want to die.

Although slightly drunk, her mind is still clear. Naturally, Mo Shibei can't let him know that he moved into the apartment on the first day. He and Li Zhi had dinner together and drank too much.

"Mr. Su, you have a bad stomach. You should drink less wine."

Assistant Xiao Jiang saw her lying on her back in the co pilot's seat, her face was uncomfortable, and knew that the strong alcohol must have irritated her stomach.

"It's OK. Fortunately, Hongze's affairs have been solved." Su Murong answers half asleep and half awake, and finally takes a breath.

It is not easy for a woman to shoulder the fate of the whole company.

Knowing that she had nothing to do, Xiao Jiang stopped the car and took a small thin blanket from the trunk to help her cover it, so she stopped arguing with her.

It is said that there is no business at the dinner table, but she can always make a good deal at the same time, and make the other party feel at home, without half embarrassment and mustard.

Soon the car stopped at the downstairs of Su Murong's apartment. Looking up, it was dark in the room, only the weak light reflected from the window glass.

If the master is not at home, the room must be dark.

Xiaojiang is not surprised by his sudden emotion. He is really in his head. How can he learn to be sentimental recently?

"Mr. Su, stand still and I'll turn on the light." Entering the door, Xiao Jiang staggers to hold Su Murong in the door, and then starts to walk to the switch of the light.

Although the boss is very thin, because he is tall and frivolous. He is not as light as a feather, but has some weight.

All of a sudden, the table lamp in the living room lights up. Xiaojiang shouts with fright. He looks at it with his eyes wide open. He feels a chill all over.

"Mr. Mo, why are you here?"

As soon as she finished asking in front of her, she felt a chill on her back.

Mo Shibei's eyes were full of evil, and he said to Su Murong without any temperature: "give him to me."

He just said, did not get up, seems to be waiting for Su Murong himself to walk past.

"Mr. mo..." how can this work.

Xiao Jiang just opened his mouth and swallowed the words back.

Mo Shibei is not the first time to come here either. He is Su Murong's ex husband. They still have an ambiguous relationship. His worry is a bit superfluous, so he is ready to help Su Murong to the sofa and leave.

After all, the boss has drunk too much. If she is really allowed to walk by herself, what should she do in case of falling? If those boring paparazzi see the injury tomorrow, they'll have to write it up again.

"Xiaojiang, go back." Su Murong's face was like peach blossom. He could not stand steadily. When he heard Mo Shibei's words, he looked at him for two seconds. Unexpectedly, he walked to the sofa and waved to his assistant.

Did she wake up so soon?

Xiaojiang Lengleng watched her walk past with light gait, surreptitiously guessing. When she met Mo Shibei's cold eyes again, she immediately realized that she was a redundant person and said respectfully: "Mr. Su, I'll go back first." He turned and left.

"Mr. Mo, why are you still sitting here so late? Go up and have a rest. "

Su Murong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was still a little drunk. His breath was full of wine.

"Su Murong, you're avoiding me on purpose, aren't you? You know I moved in today, and I'm not home until now? "

Mo Shibei gave her a look and pushed her aside.

"What do you have to do with the needs of the company?"

In fact, Su Murong doesn't like the taste of his own wine, but he can't help himself in the world, so it's necessary to play on the occasion.

"What does the company need?" Mo Shibei sneered and looked at her grimly. She got up and poured water: "is Su's business all based on this?"

What's this for?

Although he didn't explain it, he could not understand it more clearly. His company's business was obtained by means of beautification, drinking, and some abusive means.

"Why, what's the matter?" A glass of cold liquid from the throat down into the body, Su Murong instantly awake a lot, turned to look at him with a smile, not afraid of his cold eyes, but slightly provocative.

"Shameless." Mo Shibei thought that she would be furious and would refute her demeaning. Unexpectedly, she admitted it directly and couldn't help chuckling.

"Why? I have very good teeth. I don't believe it Su Murong made a grinning action, although exaggerated, but full of neat and beautiful teeth.

"Su Murong, are you drinking crazy? There's not a bit of discipline. " Mo Shibei suddenly stood up and strode in front of her. Her tall body choked her like a mountain.

"Why, I can't stand it? But first you say that I earn business by my body. " Su Murong looked at him, not only did not fear, but also hook his neck, full of fox.

"There is really no lower limit." Mo Shibei was so flattered by her appearance that he couldn't help breathing. He threw away her wrist and turned to go upstairs.

"Well..."

With a whisper, he turned back, and Su Murong had slipped down the table.

"Murong, what's the matter with you?"

"There's medicine in the bedside table in the bedroom. Take it for me."

Su Murong lay on the ground, curled up, his face as white as paper.

Mo Shibei picked her up and ran upstairs without hesitation.

"It's hard to put me down." Su Murong weak protest, she wants to break free, but there is no strength.

"Don't move." Mo Shibei was a little annoyed and growled. He hated her so much.

What kind of wine do you drink when you have a serious stomach disease? Do you think that broken company is more important than health compared with health?

Into the bedroom, the arms of the woman on the bed, he quickly opened the bedside table to look up.

"That little white bottle." Su Murong saw that his hand was shaking because he was nervous. He turned the bedside table in a mess and didn't find the medicine he said. He reminded him again.

"Found it." Super smart man, under her sign, instantly found the medicine bottle, roughly looked at the text above, then poured out two bottles to her mouth: "wait, I'll pour water for you."

"No more." Su Murong had already fainted because of the pain. She swallowed the medicine directly into her throat, and then used her saliva to swallow the two white pieces into her stomach.

Mo Shibei saw her pain, so he got up and went out.

He must be very disappointed with himself. Maybe he is packing his bags and ready to move.

Move away. It's only when you live alone that you can be free. When you have him, you will always think of going home earlier. This kind of feeling is too much of a delay.

In fact, when Su Murong learned that Mo Shibei moved in today, he really planned to go home earlier. Was he afraid that he would be lonely at home? She regards her psychology as the spirit of being a master, and can't make the new residents feel lonely.

"A sip of hot water will be better."

There was no sound in the room. Listening to her breathing, she was almost sleepy in bed, but she heard Mo Shibei's voice ring again, and the bedroom door was pushed open.

She wanted to get up when the pain was relieved to check whether he had really left, but she didn't have the strength to get up because she was tired. Because the medicine had begun to work, she was almost asleep.

This stomach medicine is imported from abroad. It not only has the effect of relieving pain, but also has the effect of sleeping.

"You didn't leave."

Su Murong is dizzy, so she tries her best to support her body and lean on the head of the bed. Mo Shibei puts the water cup on the head of the bed and gently helps her sit more comfortable.

"As soon as I moved in, you let me go. Is that how you treat people?" Mo Shibei rolled his eyes at her and put the cup in front of her.

It turned out that he went down to burn his mouth, but just now he was thinking wildly that he left because of anger.

It seems that the heart of a villain is the belly of a gentleman. It's wrong.

"It's very late now. You can rest early. I'll go downstairs." Su Murong sipped two mouthfuls of hot water. He felt warm and comfortable in his stomach. He looked at the dark night outside the window and got ready to get up.

"Don't move. You sleep here." Mo Shibei stares at her and holds her body down.

"And you?" Su Murong thought of his self arrangement during the day and asked suspiciously.

"I sleep here, too." Mo Shibei yawned. He was really sleepy, so he got up and went to the wardrobe and took out his pajamas.

It's really a man who doesn't see outside. He even expropriated his own wardrobe.

Su Murong still decided to get up and go downstairs. They are divorced. It's hard to say that they live in the same room.

"Let you lie down. The living room is so cold. You are asking for trouble."

Mo Shibei didn't look back. His shirt had been taken off and his thin upper body was exposed. The exposed muscles were very attractive.

"It's not clear what men and women give and receive." Su Murong ignored him and still insisted on stepping his legs out of bed and answering firmly.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before. I don't know what to give or receive." Mo Shi Bei's brow frowned again and stepped to the bed to put her back in bed.

Light mint fragrance from his body into her nose, familiar and nostalgic taste, Su Murong does not feel slightly red up.

"I'll rent another apartment tomorrow. You live here and I'll move there."

Su Murong see him insist, no longer toss, she is really tired, more retracted in the warm quilt, murmured.

Mo's family is uncertain. Since he insists on moving into his apartment, he will let the house go. For the sake of his success, song Yixi is in trouble. Let alone rent a house for him, it's not too much to buy a house for him as a reward.

"I'll go where you go." Mo Shibei lay on the other side of the bed, but he didn't make any mistakes to her. He was completely calm.