Chapter Ninety-Eight: Return to Beijing City

"Sister, what are you talking about! Ouch, why are you so ignorant, grandma's death day is coming, how did you do this kind of thing! Liang Xiangwan pretended to be ignorant and continued to make a fuss about the mobile phone.

Shen Mocheng wrapped a bathrobe around his body, wiped his hair with a towel, and a few strands of long hair on his forehead had water droplets, slid to his collarbone, and disappeared into his neckline, and asked, "Who?" ”

Liang Feiran put his mobile phone on the table and said, "Liang Xiangwan, I'm looking for you to eat." ”

When Liang Xiangwan heard that Shen Mocheng was coming, he took a deep breath and calmed down.

But the next moment, Shen Mocheng said directly: "Hang up, I have clearly refused." ”

Liang Xiangwan tried to shout something into the earpiece.

But before he could say anything, there was a busy sound on his phone.

Liang Xiangwan, who was sitting on the sofa, her eyes were red, the TV was reporting the financial news of the Shen Group, looking at Shen Mocheng's face on the TV, she smashed the mobile phone!

Zhao Chenming had just bought a supper and came back from the street, and the mobile phone almost hit him: "Wanwan, what's wrong, so angry?" ”

Liang Xiangwan saw Zhao Chenming, and then looked at Shen Mocheng's face on the TV screen, clearly knowing that Zhao Chenming would never be able to compare to Shen Mocheng!

However, before she can take Shen Mocheng, she must hold on to Zhao Chenming tightly!

Her face changed to a soft color, and said: "Brother Chenming, I'm fine, it's almost grandma's death day, my sister still doesn't plan to come back, I don't know what to do." ”

Zhao Chenming was immediately captured by her weak appearance, and put the supper on the table in distress, saying, "Don't worry, I'll contact her!" Will definitely find a way to get him back! ”

Liang wanted to play perfunctorily and said, "Thank you, Brother Chen Ming." ”

……

In the hotel, the neon lights light up the streets late at night. Liang Feiran sat on the sofa, with countless neons behind him.

She took the first aid kit and opened it, and glanced at Shen Mocheng indifferently, the man's sharp collarbone loomed in the bathrobe, the slightly wet ink hair on his forehead added a touch of laziness to him, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be slightly red.

He usually wears a suit, but it is difficult to see his specific figure, which is obviously the result of regular exercise.

Liang Feiran thought that he had to hold so many meetings every day, and other companies in the volume followed suit, and did not forget to manage his body, so he sighed silently in his heart, took out a piece of gauze and said, "Come and sit down." ”

Some have a somewhat commanding tone.

Shen Mocheng obediently walked to the sofa and sat down, but there was no next move.

Liang Feiran stretched out his hand to him and said, "Mr. Shen, is this a bath that washes people stupidly?" Give it to me. ”

Shen Mocheng didn't speak, just stretched out his hand and handed it to Liang Feiran.

The wound on the back of his left hand was not cleaned up, and there were already signs of suppuration at this time, Liang Feiran would not treat a kind of spell, and there was no way to relieve his pain, so he prepared alcohol and cotton swabs, and said: "You are too careless to deal with it, if you don't deal with it today, it will definitely suppurate tomorrow." ”

Shen Mocheng let out a faint sigh, his face was expressionless, and there was no emotion in his cold eyebrows, and his gaze stayed on Liang Xuanran's slender hand, thoughtfully.

Liang Feiran didn't pay attention to his gaze, dipped the alcohol with a cotton swab, and said, "Just tell me if it hurts." ”

"Okay."

Liang Feiran only felt that Shen Mocheng was very well-behaved at this time, and it was a little different from Shen Mocheng in her impression.

She re-disinfected Shen Mocheng's wounds, during which Shen Mocheng didn't say anything, she didn't stop, took gauze again, covered his hands with three layers inside and out, and said: "Don't touch the water, in winter, you don't need to take a bath every day." ”

Shen Mo admitted that he really looked at Liang Xuanran, his eyelids raised slightly, and he said with a smile: "Bow? ”

Liang Feiran just bandaged Shen Mocheng's wound at this time and tied a perfect bow.

This is a knee-jerk behavior.

She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes moved slightly, and a strange look appeared between her eyebrows, and she said stubbornly: "Why, you don't like it." ”

The next moment, she winked at Shen Mocheng, her eyes lingering with charm, as if she could speak.

Shen Mocheng moved closer to her, and the slightly cool breath fell into the tip of Liang Xuanran's nose, wrapped in a faint smell of tobacco.

Liang Feiran felt that the cold Yuan Yang approached him, absorbed some, as if it was not enough, and suddenly approached Shen Mocheng.

The distance between the two is only ten inches, or even less.

Shen Mocheng didn't expect Liang Feiran to suddenly come over, and suddenly tilted his head back.

Liang snorted, laughed, and said, "It seems that Mr. Shen still doesn't like women very much, don't worry, I don't have any thoughts about you." ”

She didn't want Shen Mocheng to be so disgusted with her taste of Yuanyang Reserve, so she almost absorbed some, and didn't continue to get closer.

Shen Mocheng listened to her words, his Adam's apple floated up and down slightly, only to feel that his chest was a little stuffy, his long eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the emotions in his eyes, and said, "I like it very much." ”

Liang Feiran reacted that he was talking about bows, thought about it, and said in a businesslike manner: "Well, my bow tie technique is still very good." ”

Shen Mocheng raised his hand teasingly and said, "I can see it." ”

……

Knowing that Zhou Ping'an was the one who wanted to kill Shen Mocheng, the two returned to Beijing.

Regarding Zhou Ping'an's identity, Shen Mocheng has already told Liang Feiran.

Zhou Ping'an is the boss of special clothing production, four years ago, Zhou Ping'an cooperated with the Shen Group in the business of life jackets, but the quality of Zhou Ping'an's life jackets was not up to standard, and the Shen Group compensated for huge losses and interrupted cooperation with Zhou Ping'an.

Originally, this was just a failure of cooperation, and in business, it was not all smooth sailing.

It's just that because of this loss and the fact that the cooperation was interrupted by the Shen family, Zhou Ping'an's factory made a big fuss, causing the factory to be unable to receive business and went bankrupt.

What happened after that, not to mention that Liang Feiran could also expect that this week, because Zhou Ping'an was angry, he found Lan Quan in the Ghost-faced Man organization who had saved his life, and asked him to help him curse Zhou Ping'an.

Shen Mocheng said that he would deal with this matter, and Liang Feiran just told her to contact her if it involved something that could not be handled.

In the Purple Imperial Garden, a lot of young shoots have been planted to welcome spring.

Zhu Xiu looked forward to it, and finally brought Liang Feiran back, picked Liang Feiran back at the airport, helped carry things, carried bags, and even helped her rub her shoulders and ask for warmth.

Shen Mocheng watched Zhu Xiu enter the house without moving, and then turned around and went back to his apartment.

Zhu Xiuyi entered the door and moved his mouth, his eyes excited and complaining about wanting to say something.

Liang Feiran lay down on the sofa, the whole person was embedded in the sofa, nesting like a cat, and beside her was lazy millet porridge.

Millet porridge seemed to have been lazy, but in fact, when Liang Feiran came back, his ears moved, and his energy was very full.