The Sweetest Marriage: Gu Shaospreads Sugar Addiction

How could such an honest person do such a thing?

"It's okay, the matter has been settled, you sit down first." After Mu Qingge saw her sincerity, his attitude eased a lot.

Zhou Shuang straightened her back and sat on the chair, rubbing her knees awkwardly.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the room was a little awkward.

Mu Qingge saw that she came to the hospital to visit him on purpose, so he couldn't make a sound to drive her away.

He could only laugh and said, "I've seen your previous works. Your violet series is very refreshing."

Hearing Mu Qingge mention her work, Zhou Shuang's body relaxed a little, and she smiled embarrassedly.

"No, no, that's what I drew casually."

Mu Qingge laughed: "If you draw casually there, most of my design drafts are useless."

Zhou Shuang saw the design draft on Mu Qing's singer, looked up, but frowned slightly.

Seeing that something was wrong with Zhou Shuang's expression, Mu Qingge followed her gaze and looked at the design draft in his hand.

"Is there a problem?"

Zhou Shuang reached out to bring her design draft, frowned and stared at it for a long time. Just when Mu Qingge thought she was in a daze, she said, "Miss Mu, do you want to use crystals for this place?"

Mu Qingge leaned over, wondering: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"It might be better if you change to four claws." Zhou Shuang handed back the design draft.

Seeing that Mu Qingge was puzzled, Zhou Shuang said: "Although this claw of yours is strong, it is not beautiful enough. You can try the four claws."

"Really?" Mu Qingge looked at the design draft suspiciously, took out a pen and drew the same pattern on the blank paper, and replaced it with four claws.

It seems really beautiful.

"Miss Mu seems to be very practical." Zhou Shuang casually glanced at the other design drafts.

Mu Qingge was startled, and flipped through her design draft. It was indeed as Zhou Shuang said, she was too practical.

Zhou Shuang reminded: "If I'm not wrong, you designed the jewelry for the theme of Filo's fashion week. Jewelry for the fashion week doesn't need to be practical, as long as it's beautiful enough, it won't overwhelm the beauty of the dress."

As soon as these words came out, Mu Qingge seemed to be enlightened.

These days, she always feels that her design drafts are pretty good, but when she puts them next to the clothing design drafts, she feels that they don't fit well.

Zhou Shuang's words made her get out of the dead end in an instant.

Mu Qingge finally remembered why she felt out of tune.

The clothes in fashion week are all exaggerated. She pays too much attention to the applicability of jewelry and forgets the original intention of her design.

Isn't the original intention just for Fashion Week?

"Thank you!"

Mu Qingge flushed with excitement, and the hand holding Zhou Shuang kept shaking.

As soon as Gu Xiuye ​​walked into the room, he saw her flushed face, and involuntarily separated Zhou Shuang from her hand, frowned, and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

After he saw Zhou Shuang's face clearly, he became more vigilant and tightly protected Mu Qingge behind him.

Mu Qingge tugged at his hand, a little embarrassed: "Xiu Ye, we're fine."

"Miss Zhou is here to apologize."

Gu Xiuye's expression eased a lot, but thinking of the previous events, he still couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Don't weasels have no good intentions in paying New Year greetings to chickens?"

Zhou Shuang's face turned blue and white, and her nails tightly clasped the corners of her clothes.

"President Gu, I'm sorry."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly turned and left.

Mu Qingge sighed heavily, and said slowly, "Zhou Shuang helped me just now, why did you lose your popularity?"

Gu Xiuye's expression was uneasy, and he curled his lips slightly: "She framed you for plagiarism."

There was a trace of grievance unconsciously in the voice.

Mu Qingge couldn't hold back, and reached out to rub his hair: "Okay, don't be angry, can you help me find her contact information?"

It suddenly occurred to her that with Zhou Shuang's temperament, it was absolutely impossible for her to do such a thing.

Could it be that someone is instigating behind his back?
She told Gu Xiuye ​​about her guess, and Gu Xiu nodded slightly, as an admission.

"The same person as before?"

Mu Qingge didn't say what it was, but Gu Xiuye ​​knew she was talking about someone who was secretly helping Li Fei'er.

Gu Xiuye ​​nodded, and hurriedly explained: "Don't worry, Li Fei'er will never come out of the police station."

"That's good." Mu Qingge heaved a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand to caress his upper abdomen, and could feel the thick gauze through the fabric.

Mo Jingchen stood at the door holding a bouquet of flowers, watching Mu Qingge's childlike smile in front of Gu Xiuye.

He seemed to have seen this kind of smile only on the face of the teenage Mu Qingge.

"Why are you here?" Mu Qingge's sharp eyes saw Mo Jingchen standing at the door, and his smile disappeared instantly.

Hearing her suddenly cold tone, Gu Xiuye ​​couldn't help but bend the corners of his lips, a little smile appeared in his eyes.

Mo Jingchen's throat felt sore, and he walked in holding flowers.

"I... want to come and see you."

His voice was weak and seemed to be very weak.

Mu Qingge raised his eyebrows, and said coldly, "I'm fine, is there anything else?"

"Qing Ge, do we have to be so deadlocked?"

Mo Jingchen wanted to put the flowers on the bedside, but Mu Qingge raised his hand and threw them on the ground, and the petals scattered all over the floor.

Looking at Mo Jingchen's current appearance, Mu Qingge suddenly felt a little funny.

"Isn't it that what you can't get is always the best?"

"When I was in the Mo family, you only had Li Fei'er in your eyes. What are you doing now?"

Mu Qingge didn't expect that the face she looked at Mo Jingchen would not cause any disturbance in her heart.

Gu Xiuye ​​suppressed a smile, his eyes never left Mu Qingge.

It can be seen that Mu Qingge is really tired of Mo Jingchen now.

The atmosphere in the ward was a bit awkward for a while, Mo Jingchen was startled: "I didn't expect Li Fei'er to be so crazy that she went to kidnap your brother."

Mu Qingge lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Gu Xiuye ​​looked away from her body, stood up and separated Mo Jingchen and Mu Qingge.

"President Mo, have you seen enough?"

Mo Jingchen withdrew his gaze, his eyes became cold again: "No."

"I don't want to quarrel with you, but if it wasn't for you, Li Fei'er wouldn't have attacked Qing Ge. In the final analysis, you mistrusted someone, so what face do you have for appearing here?"

Gu Xiuye ​​stared at Mo Jingchen motionlessly, his voice was as cold as frost, and pressed on him step by step.

Mo Jingchen's momentum weakened in an instant. He knew that he was wronged, so he could only swallow this dumb loss.

"Qing Ge, I will make it up to you."

"No need." Mu Qingge's tone was flat, and he didn't take his words to heart at all.

After Mo Jingchen left the hospital, he went straight to the prison where Li Fei'er was being held.