"If you don't accompany me in, don't you see where I live, and you will come to see me tomorrow to know the location." Mo Kun is still relying on Mu Xiaonuan, he has already felt the alienation of women and the loneliness of women.

"No, I said, there will be no connection between us, and there will be no bond, so I will not come to see you."

Mo Kun was about to continue talking, but the car door had been opened from the outside, and a person with a serious expression stuck out his head to see the situation inside the car.

If it was daytime, he wouldn't have to, now it's almost ten o'clock at night, although Mohs Hospital is also brightly lit, but there is no way for the light to leak into the small space,

"Get out, no one is allowed to come in without me!" It has returned to its usual sharp edge and strong voice.

Yuan Qingze hurriedly retreated, although he was very aggrieved, he didn't dare to speak out, who told himself to see something he shouldn't see, he could only take the lead in retreating, and then let his subordinates stay a few meters away and wait.

Of course, he knew the boss's anger, because after he went in, he saw the boss and the woman next to the boss.

Women ·······!

As the boss's henchman, of course he knows the boss's taboos and the boss's weird faults.

Today's boss doesn't just let a woman get close to him within a meter, as if he is still leaning on the woman's body, and when he looks at it from his own angle, he sees that the woman seems to be still in his arms?

······ in your arms!

This is Ling Zeqing's surprise and surprise, no, it should be said that he is happy.

The boss finally knows that men can't do without women, and he is finally no longer a crippled person with a hidden disease as rumored by the outside world.

He ········ It's really enlightening!

Yuan Qingze's joy could not be expressed, because he knew that the boss should not have broken this woman yet, so he would be so angry, no, he should be angry and angry, and find himself angry!

He was very curious about where this woman was sacred, and she would actually let the boss please her, it was true, Yuan Qingze thought that it was the boss who was currying favor with the woman, otherwise, why did the woman look arrogant and the boss looked cautious?

···········

"Why?" There is no one else in the car, and even the driver has been cleaned out by Yuan Qingze, Mo Kun doesn't care if the driver is still there, what he cares about is the alienation and choice in the woman's tone.

"There's no why, we're just strangers, so let's go our separate ways in the future!"

"You saved me, how can I find you, can you tell me your name?"

"No, I don't like it, and I don't want to."

"Are you so unwilling to get along with me? I don't have anything to offend you, do I? ”

"No, okay, you go down quickly, I still have to hurry, so I won't accompany you, please let the driver come up, I should go."

"You think you'll get out without a hitch?"

Mu Xiaonuan still didn't turn around, still looking out the window: "It should be possible, you won't treat your lifesaver like this." ”

Mo Kun really wanted to move the woman's head away to see what she was thinking: "Okay, I'll let you go this time, but it doesn't mean that I won't look for you, so you should know the consequences of your intent to get away with it." ”

"Okay, wait and see!" The woman, who still hadn't turned her head, said.

Maybe Mu Xiaonuan didn't expect that it was because of this sentence that Mo Kun understood his identity and the bond between the two people.

Today's sentence is full of coldness and vicissitudes, not as flamboyant and confident as the previous one.

Mo Kun's hand around Mu Xiaonuan was already swollen, and it was conceivable that his anger could no longer be suppressed and was about to erupt, however, he still asked again: "When will we meet again." ”

"Besides, if there is fate, we will meet you." Mu Xiaonuan already knew when he saw his subordinates that the two parallel lines, which could never intersect, were about to find their respective destinations, and they would eventually become strangers, and the faint decadence and sadness in his eyes swept in again.

The cold and alienated mood finally turned into eight simple words like the ancients, "If there is fate, we will meet each other".