Chapter 148: Fake

Author: Sweet Stain

Chapter 148: Fake

"Don't forget who killed Yan Yan!"

Mo Rufeng gritted his teeth and said, his face full of anger.

Hearing this, Mo Tingyuan suddenly stopped himself.

This was the first time Zheng Chuyue saw the uncle and nephew arguing.

I felt a little scared.

"Uncle...you..." Zheng Chuyue whispered.

Mo Rufeng said mercilessly: "You, a foreigner, are not qualified to interfere in our Mo family's affairs!"

Zheng Chuyue stopped his voice.

really.

She is not the daughter-in-law of the Mo family now.

Mo Tingyuan straightened his back and suddenly spoke, "Uncle, your hands are a little longer."

After saying this, the man strode away and took the person in his arms to the emergency room on the first floor.

The hospital ward is very quiet. The window is open and the sunlight penetrates through the window, making the originally dim ward a little warmer.

meaning.

Lin Chuqi was still lying on the bed, with gauze wrapped around her head, her face pale, there were a few drips hanging on the back of her hands, and there was a person sitting next to her.

Mo Tingyuan sat on the chair in front of the bed, staring at the person on the bed without blinking, and he pursed his lips tightly, his eyes deep.

At this moment, Mo Tingyuan was in a mixed mood. He didn't know how to describe his current mood. He obviously had no feelings for her, but he still wanted to pay attention to her dynamics. He hated her, but he couldn't control himself and wanted to care for her.

All the reverberations in his mind were the scene he had just arrived at the hospital yesterday. Lin Chuqi fell to the ground, and a large piece of his forehead broke through, and blood flowed out, which was shocking.

He felt his whole heart hurt like something was being pulled. He rushed up and picked her up, and had arguing with Mo Rufeng for him.

Maybe after sitting in one position for a long time, Mo Tingyuan stretched out his arms and kneaded his shoulders. His brows frowned, as if he was very uncomfortable.

Lin Chuqi was unconscious for a day, and he stayed here for a day, but she still had no response.

"Come in!"

A knock on the door came from the ward door, and Mo Tingyuan raised his eyes and looked towards the direction of the ward.

I saw a gentle man wearing a suit and gold-framed glasses standing there, holding some information in his hand, and it seemed that he was coming to find Mo Tingyuan.

Assistant Li stepped in and shouted respectfully: "Boss."

"Well, put the documents on the table!"

Li Tejia obediently placed the documents on the table, but did not leave.

Mo Tingyuan's eyes fell on him: "Do you have anything else?"

Li Tezhu nodded slightly: "Boss, the board of directors has convened all shareholders today to discuss the issue of share restructuring. As the president of the company, you should participate..."

Hearing this, Mo Tingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a cold flashed in his eyes.

"I understand, you can prepare first."

Li Tezhu nodded and turned around and left.

In the huge VIP ward, there were only two people, Mo Tingyuan and Lin Chuqi, who were on the bed.

He slowly stood up, walked around the end of the bed, and sat down next to the table, gently stroked the documents on the table with his slender fingers.

He narrowed his long and deep black eyes and glanced at the documents on the table, then looked at Lin Chuqi lying on the bed. His thin lips curled slightly, and his eyes became obscure.

After a while, he withdrew his gaze, lowered his eyelids, and his index finger, which had distinct joints, tapped the tabletop repeatedly, making a crisp sound.

Knock--

Mo Tingyuan took out his cell phone and dialed a string of numbers.

The phone was connected, and a gentle and nice voice came from the other end: "Hey, is Mr. Mo asking me for something?"

Song Qianyu seemed a little surprised that Mo Tingyuan called him.

Mo Tingyuan asked straightforwardly with indifference and alienation in his voice: "Lin Chuqi is injured and hospitalized."

The person on the other end was stunned. He obviously did not expect that Lin Chuqi would be injured and hospitalized.

Song Qianyu paused, his voice became nervous, and he asked, "What's wrong with her senior sister? Is it serious?"

"I was in a coma for a day." Mo Tingyuan's tone was calm, and there seemed to be no turbulence.

Hearing this, Song Qianyu's pupils suddenly shrank, his hand holding the phone tightened, and his voice became a little deeper: "Mr. Mo, what's the specific situation?"

"It hit my head." Mo Tingyuan said lightly.

After speaking, Mo Tingyuan hung up the phone, then threw his cell phone aside, his eyes condensed on the pile of documents on the table.

He cannot be absent from this meeting. After all, this equity restructuring involves many things, and there are also many civil strife in the Mo Group. Although he has managed the company in an orderly manner over the years, he has always had internal concerns. This restructuring is an opportunity and he must seize it.

But Lin Chuqi...

He was relieved to leave it to Song Qianyu, although he was subconsciously unwilling to let Song Qianyu get too close to Lin Chuqi.

but…

Mo Tingyuan's eyes darkened. Song Qianyu is indeed the most suitable candidate now.

Mo Tingyuan picked up the documents and stood up and walked out the door.

On the other side.

After the phone was hung up, Song Qianyu was stunned. He threw his cell phone on the sofa, got up and walked out the door.

It was already half an hour after Song Qianyu drove to the hospital. He parked the car and quickly walked into the hospital.

Song Qianyu pushed open the door of the ward and saw Lin Chuqi lying on the hospital bed, his eyes closed and his head wrapped around his gauze. He was infusion.

Looking at the girl lying on the bed, a trace of worry flashed through Song Qianyu's eyes. He pursed his lips, stepped forward, and held Lin Chuqi's hand in his palm.

"Senior sister..."

Song Qianyu called Lin Chuqi, his voice full of worries.

I don’t know if I heard the sound, Lin Chuqi’s eyelashes trembled a few times and opened his eyes.

"Senior sister?"

Lin Chuqi's eyes were dull, and she blinked and gradually returned to the focal length.

"Senior sister, how are you?"

Song Qianyu was even more worried when he saw Lin Chuqi's appearance.

Lin Chuqi shook his head, pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled: "I'm fine, don't worry..."

Her head was still vaguely painful, so her face looked particularly pale. She struggled to sit up and wanted to get off the bed, but because the movement was too large, she pulled the wound. She groaned in pain and frowned in a ball.

"Senior sister, don't move."

Song Qianyu hurriedly stepped forward and supported Lin Chuqi, fearing that she would fall.

Lin Chuqi raised his head and looked at Song Qianyu in front of her. She nodded slightly and said weakly: "Qianyu, thank you..."

Song Qianyu let go of Lin Chuqi's hand, and he had a slight premonition in his heart.

I'm afraid my senior sister thought she saved her?

He wanted to make it clear to his senior sister at the moment, but no matter how hard he opened his mouth and said it.

The sound just can't come out...
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