Chapter 127

Although she doesn't want to see Cheng Xuemo at this time, she is her boss after all, and what Cheng Xuemo said to her today

Even if it's not what she wants to hear, she still thanks her! She didn't think she should bear these prejudices, but that was the reality.

"I came to see Mrs. Mu specially. I also learned that she was hospitalized two days ago. I hope you don't blame me." Cheng Xuemo's eyes when she looks at old lady Mu are always humble enough.

Compared with Hu Ning, who is busy in the office during the day, he is just like two people.

Without waiting for Mrs. Mu to say it, Mu Liye coldly took over the words: "you think too much, as long as you can do your job well, so that this quarter's clothing of mu can go online as scheduled, this is the best news for my grandmother and me."

"Well Of course, please rest assured. " Li can't help clenching his fists and looking hard at the snow foam.

But the Mu Li night is still a pair of careless appearance, conveniently pull Ji Wan Bai to sit down beside, even a response all didn't give Cheng Xue mo.

Cheng Xuemo stands in the same place and stares at Muli night. The atmosphere in the ward becomes a little embarrassed.

"By the way, I heard that Xiaobai works under you. How is your cooperation?" Mrs. Mu finally broke the embarrassment and turned the topic to Cheng Xuemo.

"We get along very well. Xiaobai is very smart and savvy."

Old lady Mu nodded, but her eyebrows were still tightly locked, as if she had some unspeakable worries: "that's good. Xiaobai is still young after all. Some things are not thoughtful. You have to help her."

Chen Xuemo nodded slightly, but she felt that a jack was pressing her

"By the way, what's the name of your clothing brand?" Old lady Mu picked up the cup and asked casually.

"It's called Mo Li, Mo Li of powder, li of dawn." Cheng Xuemo looks at Mrs. mu. Her eyes are full of determination, but every word is full of provocation.

"What did you say?" Old lady Mu's hand with the teacup almost trembled with anger.

She looks at Mu Liye in amazement, and her gray eyes stare at the eldest. How dare she call this name? Is she and Mu Liye

"Why don't I know it's called this? The name has already been given. It's called white. You can get the license these days. You're just busy with the product right now. "

white！

White

Cheng Xuemo's heart seems to be broken by something

Silent

"Do you mean to name Mu's clothing brand after Xiaobai?" Mrs. Mu's eyes suddenly brightened.

Mu Li nodded: "well, this is Xiaobai's favorite business. Of course I will support it."

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm just a newcomer. This is the cause that Miss Cheng led our whole department to accomplish." Ji Wan white even busy stop Muli night to continue to say.

Cheng Xuemo is still here. It's too much for him to say so!

Mingming Cheng Xuemo is the boss of the whole fashion design department, but mu Liye is so partial to her. What does Cheng Xuemo think.

"It doesn't matter. It's a good name. It's simple and elegant. It's also in line with my brand positioning." Cheng Xuemo is still struggling.

"Oh, that's the best, but it's useless if you think it's not good. The logo will be decided in the next few days. We will have a meeting to decide which version to use." The expression of Mu Li night is still careless.

Cheng Xuemo's face was a little pale at this time, but he still tried to hold up a bright smile for himself: "by the way, it's not too early, so I'll go back first. I won't disturb you."

Mrs. Mu didn't stay. She didn't even have the patience to treat Cheng Xuemo as Tang Xier. She just nodded to show that she knew.

Cheng Xuemo puts on her coat, picks up her bag and walks out the door. How can she know that the heating in the hospital is on enough? She still feels so cold, as if her steps are getting heavier and heavier, and her whole body is soft

With a bang, Chen Xuemo, who had just come to the door, suddenly fainted on the ground.

"Miss Cheng..."

"Miss Cheng..."

In a flustered cry, Cheng Xuemo loses consciousness.

When she woke up again, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Muli sitting in front of the hospital bed, watching her

That pair of blue ice eyes in the soft light side, appear deep mysterious, as if deep not see the bottom, and that kind of focus so familiar, that belongs to her, should belong to her, just like these years, she saw again and again in the dream.

"You wake up..." Mu Li night raises eyes, just saw Cheng Xuemo to open eyes.

Cheng Xuemo nodded, her body felt very weak, but her fingers still kept moving in the direction of Mu Li night.

"Xiaobai is outside to fetch water for you. I'll let her in..."

Mu Li night put down his legs, just got up, but his arm was hooked by Cheng Xuemo.

"Night, don't leave me. I fainted just now. You saved me, didn't you? I know I still care about me! " Cheng Xuemo hugs the man's waist and hoops it tightly with her hand.

"You are mistaken. It was the bodyguard who brought you in just now, not me!" Muliye tried to break the woman's hand, but her hand held him tightly.

The back of a woman's hand is cold, just like a fawn who has been frightened all the time. She shrinks in the arms of Muli night and refuses to relax.

"Night, don't leave me. Grandma forced me to leave. I don't want to leave you. I really don't want to!" Cheng Xuemo looks up at the Mu Li night in front of him, and his eyes are full of pitiful tears.

But the next second, the man was tired of holding her jaw, blue eyes dark: "of course, I know that my grandmother let you leave, ah, you are not with money happily studying in France?"

"Night, things are definitely not what you think. I haven't had a good time these years,..."

"It has nothing to do with me whether you are well or not. You let go." Mu Li night tired of pulling the woman's open hands.

For eight years, the feeling of holding him in his arms is still the same. She hasn't been so close to her for a long time. She is greedy for this feeling and doesn't want to let go.

"Night, you give me a chance to listen to my explanation, ok..."

Mu Li night retreats, but Cheng Xuemo still holds him and refuses to let go. Even if she almost falls out of bed, she refuses to let go.

"What are you doing?" Ji Wanbai stands outside the ward with a thermos, looking at the picture in front of him in consternation.

The next second, the kettle came down from her hand. The fragments of the kettle were soaked in boiling hot water and broke to the ground.