"Mu Qingqing, come home with me!" Mo Liancheng's eyes turned red, and he pulled Mu Qingqing violently under the bed. Seeing that Mu Qingqing's wrist was red, he was unwilling but could not resist the appearance of Mo Liancheng. Song Yanshu could not help but feel a burst of anger in his heart.

"Moliancheng, you are enough!"

Song Yanshu's voice and his fist almost fell on Mo Liancheng's face at the same time. He stepped forward to the bedside, put one hand on Mo Liancheng's shoulder, and pulled it back hard. What followed was a heavy blow that hit Mo Liancheng's cheekbones, and suddenly his eyes were covered with cyan.

Mu Qingqing was startled and screamed, but failed to stop them.

Mo Liancheng had been holding his breath in his heart. At present, song Yanshu took the initiative to challenge him, so he found an excellent outlet for natural affairs. Turning back without hesitation, Mo Liancheng is also a punch, the strength of the same weight, song Yanshu also failed to avoid, fell to the ground.

"I don't have the right to interrupt when I talk to my woman!" Mo Liancheng made a fierce voice and looked at Song Yanshu angrily. He raised his hand and pursed the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth.

Song Yanshu, holding one hand on the side of the cabinet, staggered to his feet. He spat with bloody saliva, and his eyes were clear, "Oh, it's the woman who just ruined your marriage with you."

In a word, it is no doubt that he touched the scale of Mo Liancheng. A pair of deep eyes ignited a blood red flame. Mo Liancheng clenched his fist and seized song Yanshu's collar, "you say it again!"

"You're finished. I'm tired. Get out of here!" Mu Qingqing was angry, and her tone was extremely displeased. When she screamed desperately, the wound on her forehead exuded new blood.

However, neither song Yanshu nor Mo Liancheng cared about what Mu Qingqing said. They still looked at each other and the flames were splashing.

Two people tit for tat, not willing to show weakness constantly challenging each other's bottom line, boxing hit the key. The traces on their faces became more and more obvious, and the two extremely handsome men were all decorated with colors, which did not affect their appearance in the slightest.

With a strong sense of vertigo, Mu Qingqing reluctantly gets out of bed and tries to pull the two men out of their senses.

Song Yanshu holds Mu Qingqing's hand, and her tone is still gentle. Let Mu Qingqing not interfere. But at this time, Mo Liancheng also took Mu Qingqing's other hand and told him to go home with him.

In this way, Mu Qingqing's arm is pulled into a word, one side is song Yanshu, the other is mo Liancheng. They are constantly trying to pull Mu Qingqing to his side, as if as long as the current strange tug of war win, it is really the final winner.

"Go to bed, Qing Qing!"

"Qing Qing, come home with me!"

Mu Qingqing's facial features became distorted. She only felt that she had a headache to crack. The two men were so naive that they were like two children who were fighting with each other. Neither of them was willing to make the final concession.

Just when the confrontation between Song Yanshu and moliancheng had reached the point of intense heat, Mu Qingqing could no longer support her. She murmured and squatted down unconsciously, "let go, so painful..."

Mo Liancheng and song Yanshu almost released their hands at the same time. But this time, song Yanshu took the fallen Mu Qingqing and put her in the hospital bed. "Are you ok? I'll call the doctor

Mu Qingqing took song Yanshu's hand and shook her head, "no need..."

Did not wait for Mo Liancheng to speak, the door of the ward was pushed open, and the person who came in with a sharp voice was mo Han.

"Liancheng, Liancheng, are you OK, Liancheng..." Mo Han exclaimed and walked into the ward. He closed his mouth when he saw the scene in front of him and pulled off a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

There was no sound in the ward, and the air condensed into ice and moved slowly.

At the same time, all people's eyes all fell on the body of Mo Han, pause for a moment.

"Why did you come?" The first step to open the mouth is mo Liancheng, he looked up and down Mo Han for a moment, not cold or hot.

A little surprise flashed in Mo Han's eyes. She moved back to Mo Liancheng from Mu Qingqing's body. She walked into Mo Lian Cheng, stretched out her hand and held Mo Liancheng's arm. She inquired around, "are you ok?"

"What? Should I have something to do? " Mo Liancheng said impolitely, and the lines were full of strangeness.

Mo Han laughed awkwardly, put the sunglasses into his pocket and said, "Oh, I don't mean that..."

Don't wait for Mo han to talk, Mo Liancheng asks first, "how do you know someone has an accident? The news is very smart... "

Mo Han's mouth twitched for a moment, and then he still said with a smile, "that silver gray Aston Martin, the whole river city, is one, of course I know. Some people on the Internet have sent photos of the scene of the accident to the forum. If this is information, more than half of the people in Jiangcheng can afford your praise. "

Said, Mo Han's eye light then to the hospital bed Piao one eye, "who knows, there will be others driving your car out, so do not mind..."Mu Qingqing's lips were straight, and the antipathy in her eyes was obvious. She had no intention of concealing. Yes, she does hate Mo Han, and now she comes here to make a mockery of the evil spirit, and I don't know which one to make.

"Are you all right, sister-in-law?" Mo Han rubbed song Yan Shu's shoulder and walked to Mu Qingqing's side, his eyes slanted.

Mu Qingqing's face was expressionless and said calmly, "I'm very good if you take care of me."

Mo Leng smiles twice. When he talks, he looks at Song Yanshu with some doubts and transfers his firepower, "is this Mr. Song? Why are you still here? Maybe a lot of reporters will come to you later. Are you sure you can handle it alone? "

"What reporter?" Although song Yanshu didn't know Mo Han, it was not difficult to feel the bad relationship between them from Mu Qingqing's indifferent attitude. From Mo Han's strange greetings, it was not difficult to know that she was not a simple woman. In addition, when Mu Qingqing took over the Mohist group, song Yanshu had heard a lot about it, and his attitude was not very good.

"Song Yanshu deeply kisses Mu Qingqing at the airport. He wants the airport to stop him from snatching his love with a knife. But who expected to end up unhappy? Mu Qingqing abandons his old love and pursues his new love..." Mo Han learned a strange tone and read the news headlines one by one in front of Mo Liancheng, without considering the feelings of others.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mu Qingqing is a little angry.