Chapter 42 Which grandson scolded my wife
Liu Chen leaned on in his heart, hurriedly got up and jumped out of bed, and really wanted to point to Murong Qing's chest and ask her if she still had discipline. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Obviously, she said she wanted it, and she said it so provocatively, but when he wanted to give it, he was bitten back, and she also called rape.
Fortunately, Liu Chen has Murong Cheng, an old man, as a witness, otherwise he wouldn't be able to wash it away even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
Murong Cheng pointed at Murong Qing's nose and said to her, saying that the two of them have done it so many times, what if they do it more this time, even if Liu Chen wants to do it forcibly, what if they want to do it forcibly.
Murong Qing was very aggrieved, ran to her room and cried, and laughed again after crying.
The reason for laughing is that Liu Chen still likes her, and he doesn't dislike her because of her disfigurement, saying that she is an ugly woman.
Murong Qing looked at herself in the mirror, most of the skin on the left side of her face had been peeled off, she looked very disgusting, and she herself was a little creepy.
Murong Qing cried again, wondering if Liu Chen deliberately pretended to be like that because she was pitiful, he didn't want to.
Because she herself thinks that she is no longer worthy of Liu Chen now.
The next day, Murong Qing did not hide the fact that the left side of his face was disfigured and walked into Heavenly City.
When they first entered the gate, the two security guards guarding the gate were frightened, and they stopped Murong Qing from entering, saying that they didn't have such an ugly woman in Tiancheng.
Murong Qing used her cold and domineering style to prove that she was Murong Qing, and after the two security guards recognized Murong Qing, they immediately knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, afraid that they couldn't do it.
Murong Qing didn't bother with the two security guards, she was already afraid in her heart, and others would be frightened when they saw her face.
When she came to the office on the top floor, Murong Qing heard too many unbelievable words along the way, because she had never heard them before.
"This woman is too scary."
"Oh no, how did the president become the hell he is now."
"Who is this ugly girl, what are the two security guards downstairs eating, and they actually let this kind of person in."
"Oh my God, there is such an ugly woman in the world, and she will definitely be a single person for the rest of her life."
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Murong Qing's mind came up with all kinds of voices saying that she was ugly.
Eventually, she couldn't help but cry on her desk, and she dropped half of everything in the office.
At this time, an uninvited guest came to the office, it was Zhou Heng, although he didn't dare to harass Murong Qing anymore, he still wanted to meet her.
"Knock Knock"
Hearing the knock on the door, Murong Qing immediately wiped away her tears and stopped crying, resumed her domineering coldness on her face, and said:
"Come in."
Zhou Heng pushed open the door and cowered in, originally afraid that Murong Qing would say about her.
But the moment she saw her face ruined, the whole person suddenly became different, like a rejuvenation.
Murong Qing was frightened, but she didn't expect that the person who came in was Zhou Heng, she thought that Zhou Heng had not changed his life and was here to harass her, so she said:
"What are you doing here?"
Zhou Heng smiled lightly, found a place to sit down casually,
"It's ridiculous, it's all like this, and you still pretend to be a cold goddess, do you never look in the mirror."
Murong Qing's expression immediately changed and became ugly, realizing that Zhou Heng might be like everyone else, he was here to insult him and laugh at her for being ugly.
Zhou Heng really began to insult Murong Qing, and said with a smile:
"I, Zhou Heng, was really blind before, I actually liked such an ugly woman as you, and you, an ugly woman, still didn't agree to my pursuit, it's good, it's really good that I didn't agree, otherwise I, Zhou Heng, would have regretted it for the rest of my life, and I would have an ugly woman like you to be my Zhou Heng's woman."
"Get out, get out of here."
Murong Qing got up and shouted, and picked up a document on the desk and threw it at Zhou Heng.
Zhou Heng got up to leave, and didn't forget to laugh:
"People are ugly and have a big temper, they are talking about people like you, don't let Lao Tzu see you in the future, so as not to stain my eyes."
When Zhou Heng opened the office door and wanted to go out, a foot kicked at him, kicked him in the stomach, and kicked him into the office.
The owner who kicked Zhou Heng's foot was Liu Chen.
Liu Chen walked into the office with a smile and said loudly:
"Which little grandson just said bad things about my wife, give it to the uncle, I'll come out."
Somehow, when Murong Qing saw Liu Chen at this moment, it would make her feel a special sense of security, or the kind that was particularly safe.
She was so frightened that she was trembling, but now she is no longer trembling.
Liu Chen came to Murong Qing's side, looked at Zhou Heng on the ground and said with a smile:
"Wife, didn't this little brute speak ill of you just now?"
Rarely, Murong Qing nodded obediently, and said in a somewhat coquettish nasal voice.
Oh, Liu Chen found that Murong Qing had changed, and thought that it would be nice if she could talk to him like this in the future.
Originally, he was here to tell Murong Qing that there was no need to worry about her disfigurement, he had a way to cure it.
Unexpectedly, when he walked to the door of the office, he heard that Zhou Heng, a gangster, was harming Murong Qing here.
So, the moment Zhou Heng opened the door, he gave him a kick.
Zhou Heng was so frightened now, and when he got up, he knelt on the ground without thinking about it, kowtowed vigorously, and cried and begged for mercy:
"Grandpa Liu Chen spares his life, Grandpa Liu Chen spares his life, the little ones will never dare again in the future, they really won't dare anymore."
"Wife, you said you want to spare him."
Liu Chen hugged Murong Qing, and what was exciting was that Murong Qing did not resist, but resumed the appearance of a domineering female president, and said angrily:
"I can't spare it, husband, I want him to slap his mouth a thousand times until he swells his stinky mouth."
"Okay, listen to my wife."
Liu Chen was still smiling one second ago, and when his eyes fell on Zhou Heng the next second, he exuded a murderous aura and threatened:
"Grandson, why are you still stunned, hurry up and fight, is it possible that you still want your master to beat you."
"Okay, grandson will hit right away."
Zhou Heng began to slap himself fiercely with a bitter face, he didn't want to change Liu Chen's fan, otherwise, he wouldn't know if he could hold it ten times, let alone a thousand.
Zhou Heng left after a thousand slaps, his whole face was already swollen, and his appearance was more ugly than that of a pig.
Murong Qing smiled happily, and hugged Liu Chen tightly, she no longer had the demeanor of a domineering female president, like a little woman who relied on men very much.
Of course, Liu Chen enjoyed and accepted all of Murong Qing's affairs, until he said that he could cure the injury on her face, and Murong Qing's face changed in an instant.
Liu Chen felt a pair of hands suddenly push him away, and then he heard Murong Qing's angry roar,
"Why didn't you say such an important thing earlier, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come to the company today."
Liu Chen shook his head and sighed, the woman's face changed so fast, so fast that he couldn't grasp it.
After regaining his composure, he said:
"Wife, don't you think it's better to do this, you can see the other side of a man, just like that Zhou Heng, you can't be like me, you can not only see your wife, but also your heart."
As he spoke, Liu Chen had already walked to Murong Qing's side, put one hand around her sexy little waist, and smelled the smell of Murong Qing's body evilly, still so charming.