A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!Zhang Qing stood in front of him and did not leave.

Shen Mocheng had a bad temper and was about to get angry. He heard Zhang Qing's trembling voice: "Ms. Shen and Miss Lu are waiting at the door of the company. The security guard said they came at six in the morning."

The man's footsteps didn't stop, and he walked straight up the steps of the building with his long legs, his silent profile exposed in Zhang Qing's eyes, very deep and quiet.

Zhang Qingmo put Khan on the steps with Mr. Shen, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a slim woman standing at the revolving door.

The company has doors on both sides.

One induction glass door, one revolving glass door.

The direction that Shen Mocheng came from the steps was straight to the sensor glass door, and the man strode swiftly. Wherever he passed, the open black suit jacket would create a terrifying cyclone.

Lu Xili, who was standing at the revolving door three or four meters away, felt it all.

"Mocheng." Lu Xili said quietly, staring at him, and when he looked at this man, his eyes were always dizzy.

The man did not squint, his eyes drooped slightly, as if he had opened the automatic door.

He stepped up.

"Mocheng!"

Lu Xili trot, his slender, white calf flapped to the hem of his knees, walking slowly but in a hurry.

Reaching out to touch the sleeve of his suit, the man paused before he touched it.

Lu Xi also shrank away from his hand.

She was extremely cautious today.

The man stood in the induction door, his shirt was also black, and the cold from his bones blended with the cold of his clothes.

There is no way to get close.

Lu Xili looked at him, he was also looking at her, but he was arrogant, and there was no such woman in his black pupils.

Lu Xili was familiar with the look in his eyes, which was called ignoring.

He used this look when he met her on any occasion for so many years.

She hurry up: "Please, Mocheng, please."

Shen Mocheng's gaze flicked across the face of the woman in front of him for a second or two. He saw nothing, and very quietly swept towards the three or four security guards who were at a loss behind Lu Xili.

He didn't waste any time, turned around, with one hand in the pocket of his trousers, and walked into the company lobby.

"Mocheng, don't do this!" Lu Xili's tears fell immediately.

Unable to take into account the image, the high heels chased in pieces, but three or four security guards who gave instructions were cut off outside the induction door.

"Secretary Zhang Qing, trouble you..."

"Sorry." Zhang Qing took care of herself, entered the sensor door and quickly walked towards the president's elevator.

The moment the elevator doors closed, Zhang Qing stepped in, breathing quickly because of running, but immediately stopped and did not dare to make a sound.

After this elevator goes out, there is the president's office.

Zhang Qing watched the man enter the office without exception, threw his business hand-held to the sofa, took off the black slim-fitting suit jacket, and smoked a cigarette before standing on the floor glass as usual.

Then turned around: "Meeting."

"Yes, President Shen!"

Zhang Qing left the president's office and took a long breath, but couldn't let it out.

One morning, the whole company was busy going up and down.

Senior executives, managers, and even directors who do not frequently report come and go in and out of the president's office.

The man in the office is non-stop, like a robot.

The employees below can only be trembling, more like robots than him.

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Zhang Qing lingered outside the office of the president for nearly an hour, knocking on the door after all, and then he entered when the people inside said to come in.

In the executive chair behind the desk, the man was smoking, and he was in a bad mood after he was idle. When he was alone, these emotions showed up and he was torn apart by the smoke.

Zhang Qing didn't look over, and said softly, "Mr. Shen, it's almost four o'clock."

The man seemed to regained his senses, and was silent for a long time, his low voice revealed exhaustion and dullness, and he asked, "Is Zuo Hao ready for the gift?"

"Ready, President Shen, should you send Zuo Hao to the hospital or you?"

Do not speak.

Zhang Qing buzzed his dry voice, "President Shen, the nurse from the hospital called and said... The young master hasn't eaten anything until now. He doesn't get angry, but he always vomits out after eating."

Whether it was true or not, the man who smoked an ashtray behind his desk slowly stood up.

Those slender hands couldn't warm up under the sunlight that penetrated in, so cold and white, they covered a handful of deep tired facial features.

"Let me go."

Taking off the suit jacket and carrying it in his hand, Zhang Qing said in a low voice, "Miss Lu, it's still on the first floor."

He didn't respond, his suit jacket got stuck in his arms that were thin and tense by the black shirt, his hands inserted into his trouser pockets, his extremely tall and tall body entered the president's elevator.

When Zhang Qing wanted to press a button, Shen Mocheng looked down at the ground, "Notify Zuo Hao to leave the underground garage."

The White Cayenne did not pass through the square in front of the Shengshi Building, driving from the underground garage.

But as soon as the traffic flowed into the main road, a white Audi followed.

Zuo Hao saw it in the rearview mirror, his eyes motioned to Zhang Qing, and Zhang Qing looked back.

The man's long legs overlapped, looking straight ahead, expressionless.

After half an hour.

The white Cayenne stopped in front of the parking lot of the Central Hospital, and the rear door opened.

Lu Xili slammed the brakes and ran off with the car keys. She ignored a high-heeled shoe halfway and Li Hua pulled the man in the suit jacket with rain.

She showed him the softest posture, letting go of all her self-esteem, "Mocheng, an hour and a half will be fine! I know Xiao Wei is here, less than 500 meters away from me, and every meeting may be the last. , You can't be so unfeeling, you can't! I beg you, I am his mother, I want to see him, my heart is so uncomfortable that I will die, really, enough, you have tortured me enough, Mocheng, Let me take a look at him, take a look..."

Shen Mocheng lowered his eyes and looked at the woman holding his sleeve indifferently.

She wore a ponytail today. It was not the long hair and mid-professional appearance she usually saw. She wore a dress with a very special gradient. The skirt reached the knee, which was the length he had previously requested.

She looks like before.

Even crying, I wiped the tears with the back of my hand as before in front of him.

After looking at her for a long time, no one knew the emotional eyes, it was as dark as night.

He looked away, raised his arm, the woman's hand holding his sleeve was easily thrown away, and he walked to the VIP ward.

There was a thud behind him.

The woman softened and fell to the ground.

Zhang Qing who got off the car let out a cry.

Shen Mocheng walked away five or six meters, frowned, turned around, and stared at the pale-colored woman who had passed out on the ground for a long time.

She had only one kidney in her body and stood for eight hours.

He walked over.

He picked it up and went to the emergency room. Zhang Qing looked at the man who didn't care if he put the person down, so he had to take the money and put it on the push bed to follow.

...

On the third floor of the VIP private ward, in front of the intensive care unit, Shen Mocheng stopped.

The wooden door of the ward is not soundproof, and the voice of the nursing aunt inside can be heard.

"Little master, can you eat something?"

"Young Master, the doctor said you can't stand for too long. Let's sit on the bed and wait. Mom and Dad will come. When you wake up, they will come."