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Chapter 61

After many days, Shang Mengmeng saw that woman again.

A water-blue slim-fit cheongsam, covered with fur, with black hair pulled high, exquisite makeup, and a graceful and luxurious temperament flowing from every gesture. Time seems to be especially kind to this woman, at least on that well-maintained face, others can't tell her age at all.

Shang Mengmeng really admires Mrs. Meng.

Her son was seriously injured lying in the emergency room, but she remained calm. Compared with Song Zhiran's mother at the side, she is calm, self-controlled, and indifferent, as if everything has nothing to do with her and she is confident.

She is indeed the head mother of the Meng family who can cover the sky with one hand.

Thinking about it, Mu Cheng had already led her to the operating room.

Mrs. Meng raised her lips, smiled as usual, and returned politely, "Mr. Mu, it's been a long time." When the

words fell, Song Qizheng immediately threw a cigarette butt to meet him, forced a smile, and said, "Mr. She is ignorant, so offensive, you adults don't remember the villains, so don't get to know her like a child. Mrs. Song

kept wiping away her tears and echoed, "Yes, Mr. Mu, please arrange the best doctor and the best medicine for her..." As she spoke, she couldn't help covering her mouth and choking, "Our Song family has only one daughter, if something happens to her, what should we do. "

Mu Cheng looked cold, and said, "One yard is one yard. Since Ms. Song has entered Mu's hospital, we will be responsible for her condition. You two don't have to worry too much. "

"Thank you!" "

"It should." "

Then we..."

Mrs. Song was overwhelmed with grief and shed too many tears. As soon as she relaxed, she lost her strength. She fell back and was immediately supported by Song Qizheng

. Pushing away, a woman was pushed out first.

Shang Mengmeng's face changed slightly

and Song Zhiran was lying on the white sheet with multiple fractures and almost covered with bandages. The anesthesia probably hadn't worn off yet, her eyes were closed and she hadn't regained consciousness yet. , his face was as pale as paper, his left eye was covered with a piece of gauze, and little blood oozes out.

It hurts badly at first glance.

Mrs. Song immediately broke away from her husband and rushed forward, chasing the cart all the way, "Zhiran, Zhiran? Can you hear mom? Zhiran?" The

nurse holding the bottle glanced at her and said, "The patient is still there. I haven't woken up, family members please calm down."

"Oh, good."

Song Qizheng who was behind also followed with strides.

Shang Mengmeng raised her eyes.

The few people drifted away and went straight to the ward, and soon turned a corner and were out of sight.

Jiang Manqing turned her head and looked at the middle-aged man in the Chinese tunic suit, with no expression on her face: "The dean of Huaishan Hospital is my classmate, contact him directly. As soon as the young master comes out, send him to the ambulance and transfer him to another hospital immediately. "

Hearing this, Uncle Liu's expression was a bit embarrassed, and his words were still respectful: "Madam, from here to Huaishan Hospital, you have to go through the city. With all due respect, the young master's injuries are all over the body. I just finished the operation. I'm afraid it's not suitable to bump on the road." "

She was silent for a while, exhaled heavily through her nose, and reluctantly made some concessions, "If this is the case, then tomorrow at the latest." "But the

young master's injury..."

"Uncle Liu."

Jiang Man interrupted him with a cold voice , "You talk too much today."

Uncle Liu's face changed slightly, and he swallowed the words again, and said, "Yes, ma'am."

After the two had a conversation, Shang Mengmeng became angry for no reason.

First, they tried every means to get Meng Jingran to marry a woman he didn't love, which caused a tragedy. Now that Meng Jingran was injured, he forced him to transfer to another hospital tomorrow like a normal person. Is there such a mother in the world?

She curled her lips, took two steps forward, and said with a sneering smile: "Mrs. Meng really doesn't change her face even when Mount Tai collapses in front of her, and her son doesn't shed a single tear when she's injured like this. Compared with you, Mrs. Song is so fragile." It's over."

Jiang Manqing glanced at her out of the corner of his eyes, and said with a smile, "Miss Shang, I gave birth to my son, so it's probably not your turn to teach me how to take care of and manage my son."

Shang Mengmeng said lightly, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't intend to teach you anything." Her voice lowered a little, and she added very seriously: "I just always felt that the greatest sorrow of Young Master Meng in his life is that he was on the table. What about a mother like you."

"..."

Jiang Manqing was silent, and suddenly leaned closer to her. Shang Mengmeng frowned, stepped back subconsciously, raised her eyes, and saw the woman's gaze fixed on her face, as if she was looking at her, or appreciating it, or like an artist admiring the Eiffel Tower.

Mrs. Meng stared at her, her smile grew wider under her warning eyes, and her voice was extremely soft, "It's so strange. I don't like your face no matter what." The words were casual, and

Shang Mengmeng just smiled, " So what? You want to slap me a few more times like you did two years ago?"

Jiang Manqing asked in a low voice, "Do you think I dare not?"

Shang Mengmeng has a hobby. She likes to see the way people can't get used to her and can't get rid of her.

So, she also asked softly, "Do you dare?"

Jiang Manqing squinted her eyes, closed her five fingers painted with purple nail polish, glanced at the man not far away from the corner of her eyes, let go of her five fingers, and laughed, The volume was raised: "Mr. Mu, your little girlfriend is very humorous."

Mu Cheng smiled faintly, walked over, and pinched Shang Mengmeng's soft white face with his right hand, "Good girl. Mrs. Meng is a distinguished guest Don't be naughty."

Shang Mengmeng's cheeks were slightly flushed, he didn't expect him to be so intimate with her outside, even in front of an outsider.

She stopped talking, pulled Mu Cheng's sleeve and stood beside him.

Jiang Manqing glanced at the two of them, and said with a smile, "This time, our orderly affairs have caused trouble for Mr. Mu and made Mr. Mu make a special trip. I'm really sorry." Mu Cheng said lightly, "The hospital

originally It's time to save the dying and heal the wounded, Mrs. Meng is serious."

The door of the operation was pushed open again, and this time, Meng Jingran was pushed out lying on the hospital bed. His condition was not much better than Song Zhiran's. He was also covered in bandages all over his body, his eyes were closed, and there were many scratches and blood stains on his handsome face.

Uncle Liu watched Young Master Meng grow up, and when he saw him like this, his eyes suddenly turned red, "Master..."

Jiang Manqing said, "Excuse me."

"Please do what you want."

After finishing speaking, Mrs. Meng stepped up to follow the cart, and suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by. She tightened the fur coat on her body, hesitated for a moment, and finally held it gently. Bandaged hand of son.

Uncle Liu choked up his throat and said, "Madam, the young master is seriously injured. If there is a problem with the later treatment, his left leg may become disabled. Why do you..." Madam Meng's expression was indifferent, as if covered with frost

,

The words are sharp : "Needless to say. The young master is my son. Even if he dies, he can't owe the Mu family a single ounce of love." disappear.

Shang Mengmeng stood still and bit her lip.

Coming here with Mu Cheng tonight, she just took a look at Meng Jingran to make sure he wasn't dead, so it's OK to leave. However, after this trip, although she was relieved, she felt a little uncomfortable.

"Is this woman insane?" Shang Mengmeng frowned, crossing her arms and cursing, "My son is injured like this, and he has to be transferred to another hospital. There are so many rich and noble ladies." Mu Cheng looked at her quietly

. After a while: "Are you worried about that young master?"

She took a deep breath, looked at him, and corrected with a serious expression, "It's not worrying, it's 'the road is not fair'! Besides, my mother and I already have Enmity."

With no expression on his face, he said calmly, "I didn't realize that you have a sense of justice before." "

..." Shang Mengmeng stared.

Mu Cheng lit a cigarette, turned around and walked towards the elevator while smoking, she frowned, trotted to catch up, dragged his arm dangling, asked, "Tiantian, are you upset again?" followed

behind Ali was choked.

Mu Cheng glanced at him lightly.

Ali froze, squeezed his tie and cleared his throat vigorously.

"No." He said flatly.

"Then you're jealous again?" she continued to ask.

"..."

After finishing speaking, the elevator came just in time, and Mu Cheng walked in with his long legs. Shang Mengmeng held his arm tightly, and was almost carried in by him.

Jiang Li felt very conscious, turned around and took another elevator.

The elevator doors close.

Mu Cheng pressed down on B2, pulled off her two thin arms with one hand, and said in a low and stern tone, "Stand still."

Shang Mengmeng stuck to him again, this time directly throwing herself into his arms, rubbing her cheeks softly: " No, I want you to hug me."

There was a strong warning in the man's dark eyes, and he repeated: "Stand still." If

he refused to hug me, then she would only have her own hands and feet.

Shang Mengmeng was very proficient, wrapped her arms tightly around Mu Cheng's neck, exerted strength on her waist, wrapped her slender legs wrapped in jeans around his waist, and hung on him like a koala.

The parking lot is here.

Mu Cheng walked out, keeping his hands in the air without touching her, and said, "Come down for me."

"No."

His tone became more serious, and he said coldly, "You deserve it."

She didn't care, "It's you anyway." My heart hurts."

Mu Cheng gritted his teeth, fearing that she would fall, he still reached out and hugged her slender waist. She laughed, raised her head and rubbed his chin and face back and forth, cheerfully: "Tiantian is jealous, so cute~" "

He narrowed his eyes, and slapped his round buttocks, "Very proud? "

Shang Mengmeng cried out in pain, and exaggeratedly shouted: "It hurts! "

Mu Cheng frowned. He didn't use much force in the slap just now. He lowered his eyes, seeing that she was pitiful and not pretending, so he could only rub her with a calm face.

Shang Mengmeng burst out laughing and

realized that she had been crushed by her. It's a joke, Mu Cheng's face was clouded for a moment, he was silent for a moment, squeezed his hands hard, and threatened in a deep voice, "If you make trouble again, believe it or not, I will kill you right away. "

..." She stopped laughing for a while, buried her head in the crook of his neck, and said softly, "You obviously don't want me to come, why do you still agree with me?" "

Mu Cheng hugged her and walked towards the parking space without saying a word.

Shang Mengmeng bit his Adam's apple, "Speak."

He pursed his thin lips into a line and remained silent for a long time before saying, "I see you are in a bad mood." "

..." She was slightly startled.

After a while, Shang Mengmeng curled her lips, her eyes were a little wet, and kissed him hard on the lips, "Why are you so attractive?"

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☆ 62. Chapter 62
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Chapter 62

Late at night, Mu's house was quiet, except for a wall lamp in the master bedroom.

Mu Cheng came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, sat on the bedside with a towel, glanced at Shang Mengmeng, and frowned, "What's on your face?"

She was speechless, rolled her eyes, and squeezed out a sentence with stiff lips: "Have you ever seen a woman put on a facial mask?"

Mu Cheng smiled lightly, and continued to wipe the water from his hair with his head buried in his neat movements.

That's right, he had never seen it before.

Shang Mengmeng was holding the pad to watch Korean dramas, but seeing him come out, the handsome men and women on the screen instantly became unattractive. Looking up, I saw him wiping his head with his back to her, his streamlined back muscles stretched with the movement of his arms, with strong ups and downs, obvious but not abrupt.

She sat up and moved over, lowering her head slightly, her pointed nose rubbing against her firm bronze skin.

Mu Cheng paused slightly.

Shang Mengmeng likes his body odor very much, sexy, masculine, full of male hormones. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. His smell entered her lungs through her nose, entered her chest cavity, then moved away a little, and then exhaled very heavily, with a soft moan overflowing from the depths of her throat.

Ambiguous and suggestive.

"..."

He threw a towel and pulled her over, pressing her on his lap, "I'm very excited tonight, huh?

" The long legs under the skirt are snow-white, dazzlingly beautiful, and she said softly and coquettishly: "What do you want..."

Mu Cheng smiled, "You."

She teased him all the way in the car before, and he was furious. Almost got her executed on the spot. Now at home, it is very convenient to have a bed and heating, and he couldn't bear it anymore, he pulled off her mask and buried his head in kissing her, breathing heavily, all the water dripping from her short hair flowed onto her face.

The man kissed hard, and within a few minutes Shang Mengmeng was powerless to resist, she tilted her head while laughing and said indistinctly between his lips and tongue: "Don't, don't, I was wrong, not tonight...

He picked up her skirt and laughed, "It's too late to admit my mistake now. "

She said, "It's really impossible."

While speaking, her slender and soft little hands gently touched his tight chin, and kissed the center of his brow with her lips, which was full of provocation.

He bit her ear, sweat covered his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "Open it."

"My relative is here."

"..."

When the words fell, the man froze and his face darkened.

No wonder, she has a very faint fishy-sweet smell on her body.

Shang Mengmeng's eyes were bright, she couldn't help it, she laughed out loud, and then she covered her stomach and laughed more and more exaggeratedly.

Mu Cheng put his arms on her sides, stared at her, and saw the woman's pretty face turned pink with a smile, almost rolling on the bed. He pinched her chin, half-closed his black eyes, and said in a low voice, "Are you very proud?" "

About~"

She took his hand away with a smile, and nimbly slipped out of his arms, understating, " I'm going to attend an event tomorrow, so you can go to bed by yourself tonight, I'm going back to my room~"

Mu Cheng took a deep breath, and said in a dangerously low tone: "Shang Mengmeng."

She acted as if she hadn't heard, holding the pad and Get off the bed with the mobile phone, kick on the slippers, hum a song, twist your waist and walk towards the door. Thinking of something on the way, I looked back at him, "Oh! By the way, I will fly to J city in three days and shoot a movie for twenty days." His eyes moved down, and he glanced at the position of the man's shorts, raised his eyebrows, and his tone was full of

regret : "During this period of time, I have been wronged by Tiantian and your hand. What a da~"

After the voice fell, Shang Mengmeng blew a kiss, and the door closed in a flash.

"boom".

"..."

Mu Cheng was so angry and funny, he was stunned half to death by her, he lay on the bed and pinched his brows hard. Not long after, he threw his pillow off the bed and lay down on her pillow.

Turning over, her residual fragrance lingered in her nostrils.

Mu Cheng bent his lips.

This little thing was so spoiled by him.

I caught a cold the night before, and I had dysmenorrhea on the second day of my menstrual period, which made things worse. In the early morning of the next day, when Shang Mengmeng heard the alarm clock ringing, she was really desperate.

She frowned, dazedly turned off the alarm clock, and then retracted her arms under the quilt to cover herself again.

Not long after, the phone rang loudly. She covered her head with a pillow, and after three seconds, she took a deep breath and exhaled it before answering the phone: "Hello?"

Chen Yue's voice came out, "Mengmeng, you haven't woken up yet?"

She mumbled "Sister Chen, I feel like I'm going to die."

"I'm not dead, I'm sick?"

"I'm suffering from menstrual cramps, and I'm dizzy..." She clutched her stomach, her face turned pale and her lips were pale, she gritted her teeth and said, "It's really fucking uncomfortable."

Ren Mo on the other end of the phone thought that she might not be "a little" uncomfortable.

Chen Yue thought for a while and said, "In this way, if the press conference is at night, you can still make up in the afternoon. Rest for a while, and take some medicine if it doesn't work." "Yes." After finishing speaking, Chen Yue stopped disturbing

her

rest ,hang up the phone.

Shang Mengmeng's face was wrinkled into a bun, curled up under the quilt while holding her mobile phone, her body was hunched, and her mind was a little fuzzy. She thought that in her half-dead state, if she didn't take medicine, she would definitely delay the evening press conference.

Shang Mengmeng frowned.

Swipe your finger on the screen to enter the address book, and subconsciously dial a number.

After a few times, a voice came out of the receiver, low and indifferent, "At the company. What's the matter?"

Shang Mengmeng knew that with Mu Cheng's vengeful and awkward personality, she must be worried about her teasing him last night, so Smiled, "Hey, are you a man? You're petty."

Mu Cheng heard that something was wrong with her voice, and his tone sank instantly, "What's wrong with you?"

She was dizzy and said weakly, "It seems to be a bit of a cold, and I have a little dysmenorrhea." After a pause, she sucked her congested nose, and continued: "Call Aunt Huo for me, and get a box of flu. Kang and Wujiwan came to my room, I don't have the strength to go to the first floor now, hurry up, I have to attend the press conference tonight..." "Wait." Two short

words

, the phone was blocked with a "da" hang up.

Shang Mengmeng put down the phone and pulled up the quilt, only to feel a dull pain in