After being reborn, he was taken home by President Mo

Unexpectedly, Cheng Shuanglin, who had admired her just now, suddenly became businesslike.

"I don't interfere in matters that are not within the scope of my work."

After saying that, he strode towards Mo Lixing.

"..."

Jiang Cuocuo was completely given up.

She followed him out at a trot.

Outside the hall, Cheng Shuanglin went to drive.

At this time, dusk has fallen, and the street lights in the manor are all lit up, dazzling and dazzling.

The night wind blew, bringing with it a bit of coolness, and Jiang Cuocuo reached out and patted his head.

It must have been the stamina of the wine that made her feel dizzy.

You can't faint, the purpose of her coming has not been achieved yet.

So, Jiang Cuocuo held his head and looked at Mo Lixing pitifully, "Mr. Mo, I feel dizzy. Can I take your car back?"

Mo Lixing remained unmoved at all, "No way."

"..." Jiang Cuocuo.

She took the initiative to confront Mr. Ming and the others because she saw that Yi Mo's strict personality meant that he would not lower himself to compete with them.

So she thought that if she could breathe a sigh of relief for Mo Lixing, maybe he wouldn't worry about the funeral.

Just in the hall, Jiang Cuocuo felt that Mo Lixing was in a good mood.

Unexpectedly, he turned his back so quickly and didn't even give her a chance to listen to what she said?

Cheng Shuanglin has already driven over.

Mo Lixing walked directly to the car.

Jiang Cuocuo knew that Mo Lixing would definitely not return to Jinlin Villa. If he missed today, he didn't know when he would be able to meet him.

Seeing Mo Lixing open the car door, Jiang Cuocuo, using the strength of his drink, rushed to block him.

"Mr. Mo, it is indeed wrong for me to lie to you, but I have a reason!"

Mo Lixing was unhappy: "Get out of the way."

"I know Shen Jiangcuo!"

Jiang Cuocuo just rushed too fast, her dizziness became worse, and her feet felt unstable. She simply grabbed Mo Lixing's sleeve and added: "I went to the funeral because of her!"

Hearing this, Mo Lixing looked at her condescendingly, with no trace of happiness or anger in his brows.

Jiang Cuocuo couldn't help but feel uneasy: Could it be that he was so unlucky? This reason really made the situation worse, right?

Not far away, a worker was walking towards us. Mo Lixing frowned slightly and said, "Get to the car."

Jiang Cuocuo:?

Did Mo Lixing allow her to get in the car?

"If you don't want to go up, get out of the way." Mo Lixing was impatient.

"Go up, go up!"

Jiang Cuo slapped his head hard to keep himself awake, turned around and opened the car door awkwardly, "Mr. Mo, please."

Mo Lixing: "..."

When Mo Lixing got into the car, Jiang Cuocuo also half-climbed and half-sat in dizzy.

A pair of big drunken eyes looked at Mo Lixing seriously, "Mr. Mo, I didn't mean to lie to you, I just wanted to see Shen Jiangcuo off for the funeral."

Perhaps she smelled too much of alcohol, so Mo Lixing lowered the car window, lit a cigarette, and said coldly: "Please tell the lie in order."

"You have been living in City C, and you just entered the art school in City A last year. With your background and social experience, it is impossible for you to know the daughter of the Shen family in City A."

"Actually, it's not acquaintance. To be precise, I know her, but she doesn't know me."

Jiang Cuo said, half truthfully and half falsely: "About two and a half years ago, I withdrew money and planned to go to the hospital to pay for it, but my bag was robbed. It was Shen Jiangcuo who bravely helped me get it back."

When her legs were still healthy, she did a lot of chasing thieves on the street and beating up gangsters, so it was not considered a lie.

Moreover, even if Mo Lixing wanted to investigate this matter, he would not be able to verify it.

Mo Lixing didn't say whether he believed it or not. He flicked the ashes from the cigarette in his hand and asked in a tone of joy and anger: "Did you arrange those two reporters at the funeral?"

Say it, but the tone is certain.

Jiangwao is wrong and does not intend to hide it.

"Yes." She leaned her dizzy head by the window. "So young will die, I feel worthless for Shen Jiangyu."

"You all love multi -gossip."

Mo Li's voice was indifferent, and he couldn't hear whether it was ironic.

Jiangwao entered the drama, she lowered: "Perhaps, in your eyes, I do this is a long time."

"But she helped me grab my wallet, which was unforgettable for me. That money was the only savings in the family. At that time, my mother was sick. If the money was not grabbed, I ... dare not think. "

"She can be regarded as the first line of light in my darkness, so no matter what the meaning, I have to do something for her."

Jiang's wrong and thin body shrank on the corner of the seat, and the furry head was pulled by the window.

The street lights and shadows of Shi Shi made her small face and fragile face, and inexplicable.

Mo Li walked to the cigarette, humming: "You have to know her and want to participate in her funeral, why not tell me the truth?"

Jiang looked at him with a grievance, "I asked you if you need a female companion, but you doubt my heart."

"And I saw the invitation letter you threw in the trash can, and you would be angry if you were afraid of mentioning the funeral.

When the words were told, Mo Lixing's eyes were suddenly cold, "You know a lot!"

Jiangwao: "..."

Why do you accidentally say something in his heart!

She beat herself fiercely in her heart: I drank two more, dare to say anything!

After finally making Mo Li's attitude eased a little, but which pot could not be opened, and he stepped on his pain.

What should I do now?

Does she still want to return to Shengying's request?

"squeak--"

Jiang was wrong and hadn't figured out the countermeasures. The car suddenly had a sudden brake. She leaned forward and rolled down.

Mo Lixing also leaned forward, but he was tall and long, and he was so embarrassed as wrong.

"Mo Mo is not right!" Cheng Shuanglin quickly apologized, "There is just a car grabbing the road!"

"Look at the road!"

Cheng Shuanglin tightened his neck, "Yes."

Jiang Wuxi was only uncomfortable. Now when you fall, the whole person is dizzy.

The distance between Cheng Shuanglin's car seat was not wide. She couldn't get up for a few times. She couldn't get up.

He didn't have to be unhappy with Mo Li, Jiang Wusao reached out and asked him for help: "Mr. Mo, can you pull me?"

Mo Li Xingxiao, "I don't pretend! I can't get up on the ground!"

Probably the wine was strong, and Jiang's wrong temper came out. "Are you a gentleman? Don't you pull a woman when you see a woman fall?"

Mo Li sneered, "I'm never a gentleman."

"..." Jiang was wrong, "I am your wife, you can't ignore your emotion!"

"What kind of emotion can I talk with you?" Mo Li's face was cold, "How did you forget this marriage?"

Remember! Cold blood! Cold! Cold! Ruthless!

No wonder no woman is willing to marry him, who is such a cold -blooded man, who marries who is stupid!

Jiang was going to die quickly, and he could only support it to climb the seat by himself.

The stamina of foreign wine is enough. She did not even eat lunch. Jiang was wrong and hungry, and she didn't listen to her hands and feet.

When she accidentally kicked Mo Li's feet for the second time, Mo Lixing actually stepped on her calf!

"Try it again!" Mo Lixing warned.

Although it is not hard yet, this behavior is really unbearable !!

Jiang wrongly was annoyed, and he stood up with the power of stepping on his foot.