Domineering President: My Huanxi Enemy

Murong Qian first smiled, and then unnaturally straightened his stylish hair, "Su Xiaomo, did you make any mistakes in the manuscript, I, Murong Qian, and I, Young Master Qian... are jealous, haha, how is it possible."

Murong Qian was still laughing, Su Xiaomo was speechless, it seemed that this man was a typical machismo.

Living in his world all the time, he does not allow his women to contact the outside world, but to be flowers in the greenhouse in his hands.

"I agreed to associate with you at the beginning, maybe it was my impulse, but in my opinion, the gap between the two of us is too big. The gap in thinking is due to our own conditions. It is a huge difference. Break up, break up, I want to break up..."

Su Xiaomo suspects that she has a strong schizophrenia. Facing such a powerful boyfriend, Su Xiaomo's whole person is vain.

As the young master of the Murong family, how could he experience the life of a commoner, and the 3A job is Su Xiaomo's dream, even if it's just a small receptionist.

But for Su Xiaomo, this is already a paradise-like life.

And Su Xiaoyu's medical treatment conditions in medical institutions are also the best.

All this is so hard to come by, that's why Su Xiaomo cherishes it very much, but based on Murong Qian's dislike, his woman can't work or live in someone else's house. Su Xiaomo would rather have a boyfriend like this. don't want.

Love is to make people happy physically and mentally, not to make people feel boring or tired.

The previous love has caused Su Xiaomo to lose too much. For men, she can't believe it, and the love that is far from it, this kind of fruitless love.

It shouldn't have started in the first place, so how can it end.

Murong Qian looked at a loss, everything he did was for Su Xiaomo, to enable her to live a better life, but all of this was only in exchange for a breakup.

"Wait, Su Xiaomo, what did you say? Say it again." Murong Qian's face was livid, and the words of breaking up chilled Murong Qian's heart.

Holding hands is not easy, how can we break up lightly?

Su Xiaomo didn't know what happened to her just now, was she out of her mind, or what?

Murong Qian grabbed Su Xiaomo's arms and shook them vigorously. He couldn't believe that the woman in front of him would say goodbye to him.

This reminded Murong Qian of three years ago, the same feelings, the same efforts, and the same results.

"Tell me, what are you talking about?"

"That's enough, let's break up." Su Xiaomo was still determined. Su Xiaoyu was playing the piano, when he heard Su Xiaomo and Murong Qian arguing.

Shocked and at a loss, he knew that the quarrel between Su Xiaomo and Murong Qian was mostly because of himself.

Guilt rushed into his heart immediately, because Su Xiaoyu's feet were still in plaster, he was not allowed to walk around at will, and the nanny who was around him just now happened to be away at this time.

Su Xiaoyu can't just watch Murong Qian and Su Xiaomo arguing for herself.

He must stop it, although he doesn't know anything, but he can clearly see that Murong Qian is sincere to Su Xiaomo, and every time Su Xiaomo sees Murong Qian, he always smiles happily.

"Sister...don't make any noise...ah..." Su Xiaoyu fell to the ground because she got up too fast, and her injured foot became even more serious.

Su Xiaomo, who was arguing with Murong Qian at first, heard Su Xiaoyu's cry, her mind went blank, and saw Su Xiaoyu lying on the ground, hugging her legs, moaning in pain.