President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

Shen Xilan came out to find someone to clear the accounts. For the convenience of wearing sportswear, the neckline was looser, and when Mo Jingsen pulled it, her shoulders were immediately exposed, and the bruises on her white shoulders were very conspicuous.

"Small injury." Shen Xilan quickly pulled back the collar and put her hand on her shoulder.

Mo Jingsen squeezed his fingers to the palm of his palm, his black eyes, who had always been good at hiding his emotions, were full of emotions at this moment.

In the past, her finger was gently clamped by the drawer, and she would stretch it out in front of him. How could she endure such a severe injury, and let him lean on for so long.

"Why don't you tell me if you are injured?"

He used his injured hand to open Shen Xilan's hand on his shoulder and pinched it in his palm. With the other hand, he carefully opened her neckline again, bowing his head and gently breathing for her bruise.

The warm breath sprinkled on the injured area, and Shen Xilan's body became stiff.

He deliberately used his injured hand to pull her, just to see that she was afraid that she would not struggle when he touched his wound.

Shen Xilan didn't look at him at first, and said lightly in a slightly astringent voice: "It will be fine in a few days."

When she was penniless and thrown abroad by her uncle, she was still pregnant with Sitian. In order to survive, she had not eaten any hardships. Later, with the protection of Mu Ziyun, she turned that hardship into a better life. Good hard work.

It's just that in the past two years of contract marriage, she has played a lot, and she has become more squeamish.

"Aren't you most afraid of pain?" Mo Jingsen's slender fingers lightly probed the severity of her injury.

The pain caused by the gentle pressing caused Shen Xilan's brows to frown slightly: "That was acting, don't you know everything."

"The hospital is here." She glanced at the hospital logo that was very conspicuous in the dark, pulled her neckline back, and took the opportunity to withdraw her hand from his palm.

Mo Jingsen's gaze has been on Shen Xilan, is it acting?

In fact, it's not necessarily true. Where can they all be acting in two years of getting along day and night, and how much can they distinguish between true and false?

Mo Xin made arrangements in advance. When they arrived, the doctors and nurses outside were already waiting in their wheelchairs.

When Shen Xilan was about to get out of the car, she paused and looked back at Mo Jingsen: "Back then, I proposed the breakup first, but the person who really wants to be clean, have you forgotten who it is?"

After she finished speaking, with the help of the nurse, she got out of the car and sat in a wheelchair.

Mo Jingsen was stunned in the car seat. He was sure that he was not mistaken. When Shen Xilan said these words, sadness and even resentment flashed in her eyes.

Where does her resentment come from? It was her breaking up.

When he was about to surprise her, he inexplicably gave him a sentence: "Mo Jingsen, let's break up, I don't want to see you anymore."

Then, she just disappeared into his world like that.

Why did Shen Xilan say that he forgot? Could it be that there was a problem with his memory?

"Mr. Mo, your injury needs to be treated quickly." President Mo Xinjian reminded him that he did not intend to get off the car.

Mo Jingsen returned to his senses, got out of the car, and walked very slowly towards the treatment room.

Seeing Shen Xilan's back further and further away, something forgotten suddenly flashed into his mind.

He seemed to have received a call from her one night shortly after the breakup. He drank a little that night, thinking he was dreaming, as if he was saying something cruel.

When he woke up the next day, he forgot about it, and didn't remember it again, because he was preparing to take over Sheng Yuan, and the whole family of Mo family was stumbling him. He was so busy that he even went to sleep. luxury.

That night, wasn't he dreaming, did she actually call?

Mo Jingsen's heart tightened, and he strode to chase Shen Xilan.

"Shen Xi..."

"Lan Lan!"

In the other direction, Mu Ziyun interrupted Mo Jingsen's words with an anxious and worried call.

He watched Mu Ziyun squat down in front of Shen Xilan, and watched his well-knotted fingers stroking Shen Xilan's face intimately. Although it was only the most worrying, there would be a way to confirm whether the other party was right or wrong. Instinctive performance of safety.

Mo Jingsen's complexion was pale. When his hands were still in the trend, he quickly pulled the wheelchair and pulled the person away: "Mr. Mu, Lan Lan injured his feet and shoulders, and his face is fine."

"Is my shoulder hurt too?" Mu Ziyun frowned, going to see where Shen Xilan was injured.

Naturally, Mo Jingsen felt sour in his heart, and of course he didn't give Mu Ziyun a chance to touch Shen Xilan.

Looking at Mu Ziyun's stinky face, he was a little proud: "You are not a doctor, what use can you see."

"I'm taking Lanlan over now, and President Mo is also injured. It's better to take care of yourself first." Mu Ziyun said he was going to push the wheelchair.

Where is Mo Jingsen willing to let it go: "It doesn't matter to me, I will take Lanlan for treatment first."

Seeing the two men scramble for the qualification to push the wheelchair, Shen Xilan felt very speechless.

It was always Shen Xilan's call from Shen Xilan, but now that Mu Ziyun called Lanlan, he actually changed his mouth.

Why didn't she realize that this man had such a naive side?

She looked at Mo Jingsen and said in a distant voice: "Ms. Mo, I saved your sister, and you saved me, so we don’t owe anyone. Just have Ziyun on my side. You are also injured. Go take a look."

Mo Jingsen's hand pinched on the wheelchair stiffened, his eyes dimmed slightly.

Mu Ziyun hooked up a mocking smile, squeezed Mo Jingsen away with his body, pushed Shen Xilan away, and asked softly, "Does it hurt much?"

"It's fine when I'm not walking, but how do you know I'm injured?"

Shen Xilan was a little curious. After she got in the car, she found that her phone had dropped. She didn't have time to talk to Mu Ziyun about what happened tonight.

Mu Ziyun's eyes flickered, and he answered naturally: "The bodyguard's cell phone was lost in your car. When you looked back for you, you were driving out. It took a while to find you, so I came now."

Shen Xilan frowned: "You two bodyguards, you can forget your mobile phone, and at night they thought I was going to kill someone."

When did those two people be so stupid, they showed such a low-level flaw!

A gloom flashed across Mu Ziyun's black eyes.

Shen Xilan was just complaining. Before Mu Ziyun could speak, she told the matter with a smile: "I'm causing you trouble again."

"If you know the trouble, don't put yourself in danger. It's not just trouble, I'll worry about it." Mu Ziyun's expression returned to normal, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Not next time, I'm very sorry."

"No next time! Especially for some irrelevant people..."

The voice gradually faded away, and Mo Jingsen straightened his back and stood still looking at the two people's backs, his eyes filled with silence.

"President, we should also go in..." Mo Xin looked at the injured arm of the president and felt pain.

"Yeah." Mo Jingsen replied faintly. After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped, his pupils emitting a sharp light: "Mo Xin, after Mu Ziyun arrived here, someone mentioned too...Shen Xi How was Lan injured?"

"Never." Mo Xin deliberately ignored the half-word of the president's wife, and replied solemnly.

Mo Jingsen evokes a sneer: "For some irrelevant people? Mu Ziyun, you are very clear about what happened tonight."

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