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

Qing Wan's eyes paused for a moment, and he asked 001 in his mind: "I remember this man is Jiang Mosui's adoptive father?"

[Yes, not only that...]

001 was rarely stuck for a moment, but it returned to normal the next second, and replied mechanically and coldly: [Jiang Si is the soul fragment you saw last night. ]

"Tsk."

Qing Wan let out a light click of his tongue in annoyance, his brows slightly furrowed, "Can't we just kill the system owner?"

【cannot. 】

[The Void Realm has issued a hunting order against you. The system holder is their eyes. Once they find your trace, they will directly destroy the small world along with you. Therefore, please disguise yourself in front of the system holder, intercept the mission target, and make the system holder's mission completely fail.]

[That is to say, you need to make Jiang Si fall in love with anyone except the system owner. ]

"Jiang Mosui, Yaya's condition is very unstable now."

As soon as the system finished speaking, another voice suddenly interrupted.

Qing Wanshun raised her head and her gaze suddenly met Song Yanshu's deep and gloomy gaze.

The latter quickly looked away, and looked at Jiang Mosui with a suppressed coldness and hostility, "Yaya is your fiancée, you should know that."

These words struck the slightly noisy ward, causing a moment of silence.

The doctors and nurses who were originally busy glanced over with their eyelids pressed down, and their gazes on Jiang Mosui were all equally cold.

A strange atmosphere spread, but Jiang Mosui was unaware of it.

Because when Song Yanshu deliberately emphasized the three words "fiancée", his mind went blank, and he looked at Qing Wan with a stiff body, at a loss.

Although she was timid, her possessiveness was no less.

Every time I saw him being ambiguous with Song Ya, I would get so angry that my eyes would turn red, but I dared not say anything. I would be angry alone for a day or two before I would get close to him again.

Jiang Mosui knew that she liked him too much, to the point of having almost no dignity.

Seeing him being ambiguous, she was even cautious in questioning him and would even deliberately imitate Song Ya, hoping to attract more of his attention.

He didn't need to worry, yes, he didn't need to worry.

As long as he explained, she would definitely believe it, and even be able to justify it to herself. She liked him so much, didn't she?

Jiang Mo's heart, which had been hanging high in the air, fell back into his stomach. He lowered his head and, as expected, met a pair of tearful eyes.

"fiancée?"

Qing Wan quickly entered into character, and asked in a trembling and broken voice: "What fiancée?"

"Xixi..."

"Mr. Jiang got engaged to Yaya half a month ago."

Song Yanshu interrupted Jiang Mosui's words, his eyes gently swept across the hand that Jiang Mosui placed on Qingwan's waist, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes.

"If I remember correctly, the wedding is about three months away."

Jiang Mosui raised his head suddenly, his sharp and dangerous eyes almost wishing he could skin Song Yanshu alive.

The latter smiled, stretched out his long legs, and forcefully pulled Jiang Mosui's hand away, then pulled Qing Wan into his arms.

"What? Mr. Jiang forgot that Yaya is pregnant with your child."

Qing Wan cooperated by widening his eyes upon hearing this, looking as if he had been greatly shocked.

"Child?" She turned her head slowly to look at Jiang Mosui, her voice trembling as if it was about to break, "You... have a child with Song Ya?"

"No! I..." Jiang Mosui subconsciously wanted to explain, eager to tell her that this was just a meaning.

He just mistook Song Ya for someone else, but he didn't expect that such an accident would happen that time.

Song Yanshu stopped Jiang Mosui from explaining, "But it is true, isn't it?"

In fact, this was a scam and Song Ya was not pregnant at all.

But she realized that Jiang Mosui had fallen in love with Dong Xi, but he himself hadn't realized it yet, so she took a radical approach and lied that she was pregnant, forcing Jiang Mosui and Dong Xi to break up.

Qing Wan figured out everything in Dong Xi's memory as soon as her hand touched her belly last night.

The poor little girl seemed so close to happiness.

But Jiang Mosui...

Not worthy of her.

His thoughts turned in just a moment, but Qing Wan didn't let up the pretense on his face at all.

She saw that Jiang Mosui's hand was hanging limply, and it was obviously dislocated by the force just now.

But he seemed to feel no pain, the corners of his eyes were bloodshot and his face looked ferocious and crazy.

"Song! Yan! Shu! Shut up!"

The violent roar made Qing Wan, who was already fragile, tremble violently. She subconsciously took a step back, and it seemed that she was actively trying to get into Song Yanshu's arms.

Jiang Mosui's eyes were red with anger when he saw this scene, and the jealousy bursting out of his heart corroded his flesh and blood like sulfuric acid.

Do something, something must be done!

He can't lose his Xixi! He can't he can't he can't!!!

Jiang Mosui was like a possessed man, wanting to snatch the person back no matter what, but when his eyes fell on Qing Wan's face, all his surging evil desires suddenly stopped.

She cried so pitifully.

The pale little face was almost full of despair, and the sickly eyes and brows were filled with deep sadness, like a white lily that was hit by a storm and was about to fall.

"Xixi..."

Jiang Mosui's voice was hoarse, and he was so distressed that he had difficulty breathing. He wanted to explain something urgently, but Song Yanshu didn't give him a chance.

"Young Master Jiang, you should take care of your fiancée when you have time."

Song Yanshu hugged Qing Wan, who was crying so hard that she couldn't breathe, into his arms, left a cold remark with disgust, and turned away.

He took big steps and with a hint of panic, he hurriedly sent Qing Wan to the nearest ward.

"Go call the doctor!"

While Song Yanshu was speaking, he did not forget to comfort Qing Wan. The usually steady and self-controlled man now had eyes full of pity.

"Don't cry." He squeezed out two words dryly.

Qing Wan sneered in her heart, but cried as she waved away Song Yanshu's hand, "Get lost!"

The hoarse and trembling voice was soft, like an angry kitten finally mustering up the courage to show its claws, tickling Song Yanshu's heart so much that he couldn't help but tremble.

"Be good, you need to be seen by a doctor now."

[Warning, the system owner is less than 300 meters away from you and has gained the opportunity to approach the mission target. Please go and stop him immediately. ]

001's warning sounded almost at the same time as Song Yanshu's voice. Qing Wan's face remained expressionless, still looking like the pitiful little girl who was betrayed by her lover.

Her eyes were filled with tears, her face was pale, her fingertips tightly grasped the bed sheet beneath her, and she screamed at Song Yanshu in a suppressed cry: "Get out! Why don't you get out!"

"You keep calling me a psychopath, but now why are you pretending to be so serious in front of me?!"

After saying this with a trembling voice, she seemed to have finally broken down completely. She hunched her back and cried until the tip of her nose turned red, and she was unable to breathe several times.

"I obviously don't ask for much... Jiang Mosui is the only one I have, why do you want to snatch him away?"

The almost tearful words were like a sharp knife that cut into Song Yanshu's heart and lungs. The surging pity and guilt even overwhelmed the overwhelming jealousy.

He lowered his posture further and further, and finally almost knelt on one knee in front of Qing Wan.

The doctor who rushed over in a hurry was stunned by the scene. After all, everyone knew that this famous heir to the consortium was extremely arrogant and conceited.

No matter how gentle and refined they appear on the surface, they are, after all, the offspring of royalty. The pride in their bones is more important than their lives.

But the person being criticized had no idea of ​​this at all.

Song Yanshu had never felt this way before. He felt so bitter and full of pity and love that he wanted to just hold her in his arms and kiss away her tears bit by bit.

But no.

She would hate him even more.

"Xixi, let's go see a doctor first, okay?"

He lowered his voice, his eyes fell on Qing Wan's red nose, and coaxed with unconscious obsession: "It doesn't matter, we don't want Jiang Mo to follow."

These words seemed to open Pandora's box, and the suppressed evil desires burst out instantly.

There's not much difference between him and Jiang Mosui.

No, Jiang Mosui is no match for him. He is an illegitimate child adopted from a side branch and only benefited from Jiang Si's influence. What qualifications does he have to compete with him?

Xixi is so delicate, how can a loser like Jiang Mosui have the ability to raise her well.

and so--

Xixi should be his!

Song Yanshu's pupils dilated tremblingly and his breathing was restrained to the extreme.

He suppressed his excitement and whispered like he was coaxing a lamb: "Xixi, you still have me."

"What Jiang Mosui can give you, I can give you more. Whether it's money or love, I can give it to you without reservation."

"Xixi, look at me..."