Chapter 299 (1/2)

Muqinghuan couldn't sleep, so he glared at Fengcheng and said, ”are you going or not?”

”You can't sleep. You can talk to me.” Fengcheng said without shame.

”Ah, Pooh.” Mu Qinghuan refused to talk nonsense with him, just said, ”I want to see Xinxin, and Zhuzhu.”

When it comes to Zhu Zhu, Mu Qinghuan's heart is tight.

Now she's in hospital, and there's plenty of ways to get rid of Zhu Zhu's hair.

But before the closure of the city, he personally admitted that he would not investigate the DNA of Zhu Zhu.

But this man's bullshit. She can't take it seriously.

”Children should rest early, and hospitals are easy to spread diseases.” He was more and more disgusted with the feeling that he could talk to her only by his son. He made up his mind not to pick up his son.

MuQing Huan ha sneered, ”so you old bastard, you are a millennium disaster. You don't worry about being infected at all.”

”You look alive... You should be ready soon.” Feng Cheng can't help leaning down, but just as he is about to bow his head to kiss, Mu Qinghuan reaches out to block her, so he can only kiss the back of her hand

”Please go out...” the tone definitely, Mu Qinghuan don't cross a face, no longer stare at him.

The Adam's apple rolled slightly. Feng Cheng suddenly sank his eyes. ”You sleep. I'll read the documents. Recently, you've been in hospital honestly. I may not be able to spare time these days...”

”Mu Qinghuan ignored.

In order to break away from the surveillance of the city, Mu Qinghuan finds an opportunity on the third day and slips out of the hospital bed.

These days, Mu Qinghuan's wounds are quite good. In fact, the most important thing is the wounds in his forehead.

But if it's covered with hair, it's hard to see.

Carrying bags, Mu Qinghuan walked into shengmei hall in a good mood.

”It's a good recovery.” Facing up, Han enna and ye ChuChu stand in front of Mu Qinghuan.

Mu Qinghuan reaches out her hand and touches her forehead. She doesn't come to work for several days, that is, sick leave. It's fair to say that Han enna is trying. Mu Qinghuan doesn't hide and tuck in, ”it's just a small injury. She comes fast and walks fast.”

Looking at the artists around Han enna, Mu Qinghuan shows a smile. It seems that Han enna has to fight. She doesn't want ye ChuChu, but Han enna takes over.

”How did you get hurt?” Hannah's mood is very good, on the chest of the fingers are also very happy to beat twice.

”I fell down when I was walking.” Mu Qinghuan shrugged and said with indifference.

”This is my new comer, ye ChuChu. She is a potential artist. I'll see you at the Golden Tripod award.” Han Enla smiles to win.

The Golden Tripod award is an annual Golden Melody feast, where the award-winning singers will become the most important stars of shengmei.

It's the most intense competition among the newcomers.

If you remember correctly, the newcomers under Mu Qinghuan were also included in the nomination.

”The perfect winner is the one who laughs to the end.” For Han enna's provocation, Mu Qinghuan just laughs.

”That's naive. If I don't want that prize, no one dares to ask for it. ” Ye ChuChu disdains and leaves first.

Ye ChuChu is too arrogant and doesn't know humility at all. This is the taboo of new people!

Han en Na face some hang not to live, embarrassed to Mu Qinghuan greetings, ”look, this is the big brand of self-confidence.”

With that, Han enna quickly followed ye ChuChu's steps.

Mu Qinghuan is speechless. How can these two people be virtuous? She just walked into the office, but she was stopped.

”Mu Qinghuan, how do you work in the company?”

At the beginning, Li Tangyao thought he was dazzled, and then he went straight to her.

Li Tang Yao's good-looking brow wrinkled, ”isn't it half a month later to be discharged?”

”Now that I'm well, of course I have to work to make money.” Mu Qinghuan tightened the bag on his hand.

Seeing Mu Qinghuan's sharp legs, Li Tangyao smiles mysteriously, ”don't leave after work. I'll treat you to dinner. It's time to celebrate your discharge.”

”To eat?” Just discharged from hospital, Mu Qinghuan also wants to have a good meal. Instead, she smiles, ”it's OK to have a meal, but we can say it first, let's make it.”

The imperial palace.

The magnificent headlights poured down from the top of the building, illuminating the magnificent hall of the Imperial Palace, surrounded by extremely luxurious curtains.

Everything seems to move the bright night sky into the world.