Xiao Ru looked at the photo in her hand, hesitated, and pressed the send button.

In the afternoon of the same day.

All the staff in the Moshi Building are working as always.

Screen, ding......

Everyone was slightly stunned, it was not common for so many computers to receive emails at the same time, it seemed that there was one not long ago.

Many people have clicked the mouse.

Then, the crowd let out a burst of exclamations.

Picture after picture swiped across the screen, the picture is ...... The president's wife and another elegant man, the man's facial features are handsome, there is a light smile on the corner of his lips, and a child is still in his arms.

There are more than a dozen pictures of holding a child.

Next, it is still this man and the president's wife, looking at the dress seems to be a photo of school, the president's wife looked really young and invincible at that time, smiling very brightly, they walked together in the sun, the shadows of the trees were mottled, the man carefully cared for her, the president's wife chuckled, her eyes were bright, full of happiness, happiness from the heart.

It seems that when the president's wife and the president were together, they had never smiled so happily.

Everyone invariably stopped what they were doing, completely shocked by the content in the photo, everyone remembered not long ago, the nude photo incident between the president and Yoo Ye-ko, at that time, the president's wife was so indifferent, it turned out to be ...... In the heart of the president's wife, there is no president at all.

The president gave the president's wife an unknown number of green hats, and the president's wife reversed with only one former man and gave birth to a child...... I'm going to go, no.

Could it be that the reconciliation between the president and the president's wife during this period of time is fake?

The president's wife supports a man in order to make money?

Mo Jingshu's computer naturally received the email, and his slender fingers clicked on the email.

His expression sank, and his eyes were as black as ink, flashing with a cold edge.

Lan Tian hurriedly knocked on the door of the president's office.

"Say."

"President, the company's employees have received emails on their computers, yes, it's the president's wife and Dr. Murong's ......" Lan Tian looked at Mo Jingshu's face, and it was not difficult to guess that he had seen it.

"Let everyone get on with their work." Mo Jingshu threw down a sentence without hurry, picked up his coat and walked out.

"Yes."

Mo Jingshu leaned against the elevator wall, his expression was a little gloomy, if it wasn't for the old man who forced Bai Zhufeng to marry him, she and Murong Zhuoxia should have children born now.

When she was with herself, she had never smiled so happily, was she not as good as a doctor who could only hold a scalpel! With a stuffy chest, Mo Jingshu raised his hand and pulled his tie.

Bitter, slowly spreading.

Bai Zhufeng didn't know what was happening in the company at all, and after sending Murong Zhuoxia back to the hospital, he drove Xiaofeng home.

"Xiaofeng, do you like today's aunt?"

"I like it."

"Shall we come back to Auntie tomorrow?"

"Okay."

"Xiaofeng is so good."

Xiaofeng looked up at Bai Zhufeng and smiled.

Bai Zhufeng could see that Xiaofeng completely concealed his emotions and didn't show them at all, for fear that he would be a little unhappy, he was catering to himself...... Is it the fear of abandonment?

Bai Zhufeng's chest was stuffy, how pitiful a child without parents was, she knew.

When the two of them got home, unexpectedly, Mo Jingshu was sitting in the living room.

"Daddy." Xiaofeng greeted politely.

"Little wind is good." Mo Jingshu suppressed his temper and spoke softly.

"Xiaofeng goes upstairs first, Mom and Dad have something to say." Bai Zhufeng could see that Mojingshu wanted to speak and stopped.

"Okay."

"Why did you come back at this time?" After Xiaofeng went upstairs, Bai Zhufeng spoke.

"Where have you been?" Mo Jingshu's face darkened.

"I, take Xiaofeng to see a psychiatrist."

"With whom?"

"......" Bai Zhufeng was stunned for a moment, "You sent someone to spy on me?" ”

"If only I sent someone to spy on you! See for yourself. Mo Jingshu turned the notebook around, and the screen flashed photos of her and Murong Zhuoxia, each of them at a particularly good angle, and it seemed that the two of them were affectionate and full of tacit understanding.

"The psychiatrist is Zhuo Xia's friend, and we don't have anything." Bai Zhufeng opened his mouth sullenly, feeling a chill for Mo Jingshu's distrust.

"Nothing now, but what about before?" Mo Jingshu asked with some taste.

"Before...... We used to be boyfriend and girlfriend, don't you know? Bai Zhufeng's good-looking eyebrows frowned tightly, now even the old accounts have to be turned over together?

If she turned over old accounts, she could not turn over much more than him.

"Someone sent these photos to the computers of all the employees in the company."

"Who is so boring!" Bai Zhufeng was startled.

"I'll check, does Xiaofeng have to see a psychiatrist tomorrow?" Mo Jingshu asked.

"Yes, the doctor told us to go tomorrow too."

"I'll be with you."

"Don't you have to go to work?"

"Don't want me to go? Want Murong Zhuoxia to go? Mo Jingshu got up, and his anger poured down.

"You ......"

Before Bai Zhufeng could speak, Mo Jingshu had already rushed out of the door, and the smell of cologne on his body was still left in the air, and the person was gone.

......

The screeching sound of the tire rubbing against the ground made Bai Zhufeng frown, and he drove so fast, and he was not afraid of danger.

The thought flashed, but the heart involuntarily tugged.

Holding the phone in his hand, he hesitated many times, but he still put it back, he was driving, and answering the phone was already dangerous.

At this time.

Mo Jingshu opened the window ajar, the speed of the car was not as fast as before, only sixty miles, his eyes kept looking at the mobile phone, no ring, no ring! Still no sound!

White bamboo wind, good job!

As soon as I stepped on the accelerator, the car flew out.

No one in City A dared to intercept Mo Jingshu's car, he passed from one side of the city to another, and back from that side, but his manic mood was not alleviated at all.

The phone rings.

Mo Jingshu loosened the throttle, his mood was also soothed, and when he picked it up, it turned out to be Fang Ziyan!

White bamboo wind, good job! Caused such a big trouble, and didn't even apologize? Why, why are you so justifiably with Murong Zhuoxia!

Ex-boyfriend, who approved her to have an ex-boyfriend!

"Old Mo ......" Mo Jingshu took half a day to connect the phone, and Fang Ziyan's voice on the phone was crying, which made Mo Jingshu's heart even more irritable.

"Ziyan."

"Lao Mo, you ask my sister-in-law where Xiao Ran went, I found all the places I could find, I couldn't find her at all, she hasn't come out of Xiaoyuezi yet, what if I catch a cold?" Fang Ziyan sat decadently on the floor of the apartment.

There was a shadow of Bai Ran in every corner of the apartment, but now there was no one with her.

"Where are you?" Mo Jingshu raised his hand and pulled the loose tie, simply tore it off and threw it aside, the top three buttons were torn open together, and the delicate collarbone could be vaguely seen.

"Apartment ......"

Mo Jingshu slammed the steering wheel.

In the apartment.

It was a mess, there were wine bottles lying all over the ground, and Fang Ziyan had a stubble on his face, and he seemed to be much older all of a sudden.

"Ziyan." Mo Jingshu wanted to scold a few words fiercely, but after seeing Fang Ziyan, he couldn't say a word, he tossed himself like this, what else could he say.

"Lao Mo, what should I do, I don't know how to live without Xiao Ran." Fang Ziyan tilted his head back, and his head slammed against the wall, making a muffled sound.

"Zhufeng knows where Xiao Ran is, she didn't tell me, I guess she just doesn't want you to know." Mo Jingshu did not hide it.

"Lao Mo, you help me beg my sister-in-law."

"Why don't you go yourself?" Mo Jingshu asked sullenly, begging her? Take the initiative to talk to her, don't joke, I'm still angry.

"I, I don't have the face to see the bamboo wind ......" Fang Ziyan lowered his head, and his sad emotions flowed slowly.

Mo Jingshu didn't say anything, picked up a bottle of wine and poured two sips violently.

The two of them drank a whole amount of wine without saying a word.

The lights are on.

Mojia Villa.

Bai Zhufeng looked at the empty seats, feeling a little lost in his heart, there should have never been such a thing as trust between them...... The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, slightly bitter.

Xiaofeng looked at Bai Zhufeng carefully, and saw that she was not in a good mood, so she didn't speak sensibly.

Taking care of Xiaofeng falling asleep, Bai Zhufeng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his mobile phone, the lights were not turned on in the room, the street lights outside and the colored lights in the garden were flashing, like jumping elves.

After hesitating, Bai Zhufeng dialed Mo Jingshu's phone.

There are some things that are not her fault, and she must also explain.

Once, twice, three times, shut down......

As soon as Bai Zhufeng's hand was released, the mobile phone fell to the ground and fell on the thick carpet without making a sound.

Oh, look, men really can't expect it.

Bent down to pick up the phone, put it on the table at the head of the bed, and turned to go into the bathroom.

Mo Jingshu looked at the name of Bai Zhufeng flashing on his phone, grinned, and was about to connect, when the screen suddenly dimmed.

After scolding, he staggered up and plugged in the charger.

After the mobile phone was turned on, he quickly dialed Bai Zhufeng's phone, once, twice......

Bai Zhufeng, how are you!

Mo Jingshu grabbed his mobile phone, crossed Fang Ziyan who was sleeping on the ground, and staggered out of the room, and the loud sound of the door closing still failed to wake up Fang Ziyan, who was still drunk.

The night breeze was slightly cool, blowing on the face, and the wine dissipated a lot.

Mo Jingshu opened the door and got into the car to start, and a series of movements were instinctively done very smoothly.

The car flew out like an arrow from Hyun.

I don't know where to drive, boom! Crashed into the car in front of him, the speed was too fast, Mo Jingshu's head hit the steering wheel and passed out.

"Sir, sir, are you alright?" The female driver of the car in front of her asked anxiously.

It was the first time she drove on the road, could it be that she was walking the wrong way and blocking someone else's road, so the car accident happened?

Mo Jingshu's phone rang again.

Bai Zhufeng came out of the bathroom and glanced at the phone, there were two missed on it, both of which were ink books.

The woman hurriedly picked up the phone, thinking that it might be a friend of the injured driver, "Hey, ......"

"Who!"

The phone was disconnected again.