Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

But before anyone got close, the door of the ward was suddenly opened with a click.

The energetic smile on Su Nuo's face froze for a moment. Jiang Mosui, who was in the shadows, stood up nervously and put out the cigarette between his fingers.

"Xixi..." His voice was rough and low, his eyes slightly covered by his hair were full of bloodshot. He tried hard to force a smile towards Qing, "Did I disturb you?"

Qing Wan shook her head, glanced at the cigarette butt on the ground with worry, and frowned slightly: "Have you been guarding here all night?"

"……Um."

Qing Wan disagreed when she heard this, "Miss Song was injured yesterday and she's pregnant, so she should really need your care."

These words hit Jiang Mosui's ears, shaking his soul so much that it hurt.

She's always like this.

I never dare to fight, I put myself extremely humble, always thinking about others, and I dare not resist even if I suffer a loss or feel sad.

Extremely timid, but also extremely kind.

Damn it! What on earth did he do?!

Jiang Mosui bit his back teeth to hold back the tears in his eyes, and the voice that came out again was deep and muffled.

"No, Xixi, Song Ya is not pregnant."

Qing Wan cooperated by widening her eyes, looking frightened, "She's not pregnant?!"

"She lied to me." Jiang Mosui explained in a hoarse voice: "She drugged me on my birthday, and I got confused and mistook her for you..."

He also knew that this matter was difficult to talk about, especially in front of his sweetheart. This naked truth undoubtedly embarrassed him to the extreme.

Jiang Mosui clenched his fists, choked with a sob, and suddenly knelt down in front of Qing Wan.

"I'm sorry Xixi, I know I did something wrong, can you give me another chance to make it up to me, I can do anything, please."

Jiang Mosui's voice was already trembling, and his blood-stained fingertips humbly pulled at the corner of Qing Wan's clothes.

He looked up at her, his peach blossom eyes filled with despair and he was crying his eyes out.

"I was a child abandoned by my biological father. I understand how miserable it would be for a child without the protection of his father in such a family. That's why I decided to marry her."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please forgive me again..."

Qing Wan lowered her eyes and looked at him. In her memory, the mistakes Jiang Mosui had made, big and small, were as numerous as grains of sand.

He had an ambiguous relationship with other women, was arrogant and allowed a third party with ulterior motives to trample and humiliate Dong Xi, and used cold violence at will, etc.

But even so, as long as he lowered his head slightly, Dong Xi would forgive him unconditionally.

Because she always remembered that when Xiao Chi framed her and made her owe a debt of 120,000 yuan, it was Jiang Mosui who saved her.

Therefore, even a cowardly and loveless person like Dong Xi would not reject her lover when he broke his pride and knelt down to beg for mercy.

There was obvious evil in Qing Wan's eyes, but the expression on her face kept wavering.

This kind of reaction was like a life-saving straw in the swamp. Jiang Mosui wanted to grab it all as soon as he touched it a little.

He cried more pitifully, every word he said sounded like tears of blood. He kept begging for forgiveness and kept saying his innocence and love for her.

Su Nuo, who had been ignored, was stunned.

Qing Wan, on the other hand, seemed to be almost persuaded.

She reached out and wiped away the tears from Jiang Mosui's eyes and said gently, "Don't cry."

"Then can you forgive me?"

Before Qing Wan could finish the words, another furious voice interrupted.

"Why should she forgive you again and again?!"

She looked up and saw Song Yanshu holding a bouquet of roses with a sullen face. He strode over and pulled her into his arms.

"Jiang Mo, it doesn't matter how shameless you are. Do you have the nerve to come here and ask for forgiveness for what you did?"

"Have you forgotten how you regarded her as a disgrace in the past? Why are you acting so pitiful now?!"

Almost every word of this series of accusations hit Jiang Mosui's sore spot. The bloodshot in his eyes became even more intense, and he stood up and wanted to take Qing Wan back.

How could Song Yanshu give him a chance? He kicked him in the chest with a gloomy look.

When Qing Wan heard Jiang Mosui groan, her face changed slightly and she pushed Song Yanshu away to help him.

"Mo Sui, are you okay?"

"Xixi..."

Jiang Mosui's face was pale and he held Qing Wan's hand tightly. He didn't even look at Song Yanshu, his eyes were always on Qing Wan.

"I know I'm not qualified to ask for forgiveness. I just want to make it up to you. Please don't chase me away."

His voice was hoarse and choked, and he held Qing Wan humbly and carefully, crying miserably.

"Don't chase me away, please, Xixi, don't chase me away..."

His miserable appearance seemed to make Qing Wan feel very distressed. Her eyes began to turn red and she hugged him back with sobs.

"No, I won't."

Song Yanshu, who was pushed aside, was so angry that his eyes were about to burst out. The bouquet of roses in his hand was squeezed by him to the point of being deformed.

Bitch!

Shameless bitch!!

He could hardly suppress the darkness in his heart, and wanted to rush over like a madman and tear Jiang Mosui into pieces.

All places that have touched his treasure should be destroyed!

How could a dirty bitch like that have the right to touch her!!

Song Yan's expression was filled with jealousy and ferociousness, and there was no rationality in his dark eyes.

He threw away the rose in his hand, took three or two steps over, bent over and grabbed Jiang Mosui's collar from behind.

"Mr. Song, what are you going to do?"

Qing Wan was frightened and wanted to reach out to stop it, but unfortunately she didn't catch anything.

Song Yanshu, who took action, said nothing as he pulled Jiang Mosui over and pressed him to the ground, punching him with no restraint at all.

Jiang Mosui inexplicably acted like a fool. He didn't even resist and let Song Yanshu beat him.

In the end, the dean who heard the news came with the Jiang family and stopped this farce.

Qing Wan's nose turned red from crying. She felt so distressed when she saw Jiang Mosui with a bruised face and blood on the corners of his mouth.

"Don't cry." Jiang Mosui's voice was weak and he forced a smile at her with difficulty, but his eyes were wet again and again.

He wiped Qing Wan's tears with the back of his clean hand, and said in a hoarse voice while laughing and crying: "This is what I deserve. I'm sorry."

"I have liked you for a long, long time, but I didn't dare to admit it. I even did a lot of bad things to you in order to escape this strange feeling. I'm really sorry."

Jiang Mosui's tears fell to the ground. He looked at the face in front of him that was so familiar to him, and choked up and said, "I love you."

When Qing Wan heard these three words, she seemed unable to hold back any longer and threw herself into his arms, crying and breaking down, "Mo Sui...Mo Sui..."

She kept calling his name in a tearful voice, as if she had been watching a flower for a hundred years and it was finally bearing fruit.

The feeling of happiness as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders made Song Yanshu standing next to him stunned.