Chapter 92 Ouyang Qing who fell from the altar overnight
The dean looked at the scene of the two people loving each other and felt relieved. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with him here.
"Dean..." Qiao Momo walked towards him gratefully: "Thank you for always taking care of my husband."
The dean quickly smiled: "Mrs. Mu, you are so polite. It is a doctor's bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded. But Master Mu is so lucky to have married such a beautiful wife like you."
Qiao Momo looked ashamed and turned back to look at Mu Xiuhan. Mu Xiuhan was also looking at her with burning eyes.
"Master Mu, today's treatment is over, come back tomorrow," the dean said.
"Okay, see you tomorrow." Mu Xiuhan nodded to the dean with satisfaction, took Qiao Momo's hand and walked out.
Qiao Momo's heart was in chaos, Ouyang Qing's words were like a thorn in her heart.
Arriving at the parking lot, Mu Xiuhan pretended to take out his mobile phone. After watching Ouyang Qing's live broadcast of the press conference, his handsome face turned ugly.
Qiao Momo sat next to him nervously: "Don't mind what Ouyang Qing said nonsense."
"Perhaps, he is right. You did not marry me willingly, but were forced by the two families." Mu Xiuhan laughed at himself in despair.
Qiao Momo knew that he was feeling uncomfortable, so she bit her lip: "In the beginning, I did not do it voluntarily, but now it is different. Being with you makes me feel relaxed and safe, husband, believe it or not.
, I just want to live a good life with you."
Mu Xiuhan's heart was slightly shaken, his deep eyes were locked on her face, her beautiful eyes were firm and serious.
Not wanting to tease her anymore, the man stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and kissed her hair with his thin lips: "I believe you, but outsiders don't."
"It's none of our business if we close our doors and live our lives?" Qiao Momo lay in his arms with peace of mind and closed her eyes.
Mu Xiuhan lowered his head and squeezed her hand distressedly: "Okay, we don't care about outsiders' matters."
Ouyang Qing is not far from death, this is the first thought that flashes through Wang Chen's mind.
How dare he use the young mistress to hype up his deep love, bah, he is just a stallion, he is carefree and greedy.
Wang Chen was given a death order by Mu Xiuhan, so he had to get hold of Ouyang Qing's dirty information and expose it as soon as possible.
Wang Chen kept collecting everywhere, and finally, in just one day, he had several pieces of dirty information in his hands.
In the early hours of that night, Zhang Ting, a wealthy girl, posted a long article on the Internet, with pictures and facts, telling the story of her one-year love relationship with Ouyang Qing. The story was full of emotion and detail.
Before the melon eaters had time to put down the melon rinds in their hands, they were hit by a new round of melons.
Zhang Ting accused Ouyang Qing of being a philanderer, and the love in his mouth was full of lies and deception, including money, sex, and feelings.
Ouyang Qing's love image collapsed instantly, and netizens criticized her one after another.
Ouyang Qing smashed the chair in the studio, his eyes were red, and he called Zhang Ting. Zhang Ting didn't answer, which made Ouyang Qing even more angry.
Just when Ouyang Qing thought the incident was over, at two o'clock in the morning, a video of him accompanying a female director was exposed. The scenes in the video were not suitable for children.
Ouyang Qing was completely in despair, he was so broken that he pulled his scalp. Who is it?
Who wants to punish him?
He believed that Qiao Feiya definitely did not have such ability.
Besides her, who else?
Mu Xiuhan?
The number of calls at Ouyang Qing's studio was ringing, and there were all kinds of calls on his mobile phone. Many media rushed to make headlines and blocked the door of Ouyang Qing's studio.
At five o'clock in the morning, a video of Ouyang Qing and a female producer dancing close to each other was circulated again.
Qiao Momo woke up and took her phone in a daze to see how many people were scolding her online.
When she saw Ouyang Qing's name occupying the hot search list, her beautiful eyes widened suddenly.
Looking down one by one, Qiao Momo's smile became colder and colder.
Ouyang Qing's acting skills are really superb. He pretends to be affectionate towards her while riding many boats. He is nothing more than a sea king in the world.
Now, the boat capsized and he was going to die in the sea.
"Who did it?" After reading these explosive scandals, Qiao Momo fell into confusion.
Could it be that Ouyang Qing offended a certain boss, who wrote a draft overnight to torture him to death?
No matter what, Qiao Momo had no sympathy for Ouyang Qing at all, and even felt that he deserved it.
As an artist, if you don't even have the most basic artistic ethics, you still want to gain fame and fortune? It's just a fantasy.
Ouyang Qing is completely done with it. His endorsements have been withdrawn from the shelves, and the movies and TV series he starred in have also been suspended. The loss costs are as high as hundreds of millions.
A popular male star in the entertainment industry collapsed. Fans scolded him and the artist reflected. For a time, the entertainment industry was in turmoil and everyone was in danger.
Mu Xiuhan sat in the office and watched this scene coldly.
The water in the entertainment industry is too dirty and needs to be cleaned.
Compared with the relationship between Qiao Momo and Ouyang Qing, which has been overwhelmed by the big waves, even her shadow has disappeared. Qiao Momo is safe.
Qiao Momo's design, with Zhang Feier's touch, uses blue as the main color, ice blue fishtail skirt, dark blue long skirt, light blue mini dress, all of this, under Qiao Momo's writing, glows
A new lease of life.
Zhang Feier is very satisfied with her design draft and feels that she is expected to achieve good results.
"Put the manuscript away and don't let anyone steal it." Zhang Fei'er warned her in a frightened manner.
Art is talent, and talent is hard to find. The design industry is calm on the surface, but in fact, it is full of undercurrents and dangers.
Zhang Fei'er didn't want anything to go wrong at this critical moment.
Qiao Momo represents not only the individual, but also the company's honor. The most important thing is that her every move is watched by the mysterious boss at the top. If something happens under her hands, Zhang Fei'er will not be able to escape.
Its responsibility.
Qiao Momo locked the design manuscript into the drawer and leaned back on the chair. She felt a little tired probably because she was too busy at work in the past two days, and she didn't have much appetite for food.
"What's the date?" Qiao Momo glanced at the calendar with beautiful eyes: "I went, but I didn't come."
Qiao Momo stretched out her hand and touched her belly. Ever since she was thrown into the snow for a night when she was fifteen years old, her menstruation had not been on time. Sometimes it would be delayed by a month or two, and sometimes it would be early.
In half a month, she has become a Buddhist.
After returning home in the evening, Qiao Momo was sitting in her room soaking her feet when Mu Xiuhan opened the door and came in.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" The man walked up to her and asked with concern.
"No, I just feel a little tired after being too busy these two days." Qiao Momo shook her head, not wanting him to worry.
"Then let me press it for you." The man came around behind her and pinched her slender shoulders with his slender hands.
The man exerted even a little force, and Qiao Momo couldn't stop trembling, her shoulders twisted, and she didn't dare to let him grab her.
"Ticklish?" The man was next to her ear, his breath burning.
"Yeah." Qiao Momo's face turned red with embarrassment, her body was too sensitive, and the man's touch gave her a strange feeling.
Mu Xiuhan had no choice but to stop and sit on the sofa opposite her: "I'm already working at Siya Technology. Don't work so hard. Just work in moderation."
"The last few days are a special period. Didn't I tell you last time that I wanted to participate in the competition? It will be fine when the work is over."
"I can't bear to see you so tired." Mu Xiuhan was really distressed.
"Don't worry about me." Qiao Momo felt warm in her heart and her beautiful eyes were filled with a smile.
Mu Xiuhan met her smiling eyes and his heart beat faster.
"Ouyang Qing's matter is over. He won't bother you anymore." Mu Xiuhan changed the subject.
Qiao Momo frowned: "Who did this Ouyang Qing offend? He fell off the altar overnight."