Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

Han Zhiqing's face was so dark that water dripped out, and he said in an angry voice, "Just because of that kid named Mo Qing?"

Han Ling said stubbornly, "Yes, I've said it many times, I won't marry him!"

"presumptuous!"

Han Zhiqing slapped the table angrily, and a dull sound echoed in the whole living room.

"Han Ling, do you think that now that you have grown up and your wings are hardened, I can't cure you!"

With tears in his eyes, Han Ling said, "That's right, my wings are stiff. Let me tell you, there is no room for negotiation on this matter!"

"Starting today, you have been grounded. I will find someone to replace you at the company. During this time, you should reflect on yourself here.

When will you think it through, and when will you return to the company?"

"You two, follow the eldest lady from today, and don't allow her to have any contact with that man!"

Han Zhiqing yelled at the two bodyguards standing by the door, and then left the villa.

Qian Yutang held her daughter's hand, "Lingling, don't be self-willed, hurry up and make peace with your father, we are all family"

Han Ling shook off his mother's hand, "Mom, you should go back too, it's getting late, go to bed early"

"Ling Ling"

Qian Yutang called out, but seeing her daughter's determined eyes, she couldn't get the words out of her mouth, so she had to leave in the end.

Han Ling sat weakly on the sofa, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and was about to call Mo Qing, but just as he took out the mobile phone, a bodyguard walked over.

"Miss, the master just ordered that during this time, all your external communication equipment will be handed over to us for safekeeping!"

The bodyguard stretched out his hand, motioning for Han Ling to hand over his phone.

Han Ling's expression changed, "Does it have to be like this?"

"Miss, please don't make it difficult for us, we are only following orders!"

The bodyguard has always maintained a respectful attitude.

Even though Han Ling wanted to get angry, he gave up in the end.

"Then let me send one last message"

"it is good"

Han Ling opened Mo Qing's contact interface and sent a message, [I'm going on a business trip tonight, and the place is far away, so I may lose contact for a while,
I'll message you when I get back. 】

After sending, Han Ling handed the phone to the bodyguard and went back to the room.

Different from other girls, Han Ling's room is very plainly furnished, she is not the kind of person who likes fancy decorations.

Standing by the bed, Han Ling threw herself into the big soft bed, and buried her face in the pillow.

Then, a whimper sounded in the room.

-

Abandoned residential buildings in the suburbs.

This building is already a product of the 70s and [-]s, and it has already aged out of shape.

The wind-eroded outer wall exposed fragile bricks and stones, on which a big "demolition" character was painted in red paint.

In two days, this building that has carried decades of time will be in ruins.

However, in this precarious building, there is a room with lights on.

That's coming from the phone screen.

A man was operating the phone, and the light from the screen shone on his ordinary face.

"Mr. Mo, we all know that you are one of the survivors of the cruise ship that died a year ago..."

A sweet voice came from the speaker.

The picture displayed on the screen is the live broadcast room of Rongcheng TV Station.

The man squinted his eyes, looked at it seriously, and at the same time muttered: "So your name is Mo Qing!"

It wasn't until the live broadcast was interrupted midway by an accident that the man reluctantly withdrew.

Swipe your finger to the next video.

The first screen to enter is the three big characters of "Wanted Warrant", accompanied by the sound of police sirens.

"The suspect Yang Chenggang, male, 32 years old, unemployed..."

The video was posted by the official account of the police.

"I'm actually worth 30, tsk tsk, if I report you, who will they give the 30 to?"

Yang Chenggang smiled self-deprecatingly.

At this time, the battery of the mobile phone is less than ten percent.

Yang Cheng just casually threw the phone back to its original owner, a female corpse lying next to it.

He got up, patted the dust on his buttocks, and stared out the window, which was the direction of the city.

"I'm sure I can't go away, it's a death situation, but before I die, I have to pull a few more backs."

The man gave a sinister smile.

He's already eyeing his next prey.

-

The next morning.

Mo Qing sat up from the bed and looked at the sunny sky outside the window. It was already ten o'clock.

He reached for the mobile phone on the bedside table, opened it, and there were only a few tidbits of news pushed by the browser.

He wanted to see if Han Ling replied to his message last night.

Last night, he received a message from Han Ling. The other party said that he would be on a business trip for a few days, and then no matter how Mo Qing called and sent messages, the other party did not reply.

Although Han Ling had explained that it was because the business trip was relatively remote, he still had a vague premonition.

"How remote is it that there is no signal?" Mo Qing muttered.

After turning off the phone, Mo Qing got up and got out of bed.

Walking into the living room, I saw Ayi who was staring at the TV intently.

Because of the busy live broadcast these days, Mo Qing didn't take care of Ayi too much.

"Ayi, watch less TV, how are the texts and equations you learned a few days ago?" Mo Qing asked.

Since Ayi was chosen to live in the city, it was natural to let her learn knowledge.

The most basic Chinese and mathematics must be passed.

Ayi, who was watching fascinatedly, was shocked when he heard his words, and his expression seemed a little nervous.

Mo Qing looked at her suspiciously, "It's not like you've been watching TV for the past few days and haven't learned anything, right?"

Ayi blinked her big eyes, blushed, and said, "Why are you insulting people's innocence out of thin air? I've learned it."

Then there was a hesitant speech, I read something, but I couldn't understand it.

Mo Qing was speechless for a while, he reckoned that the girl had learned a lot, but only took a few glances, and it was considered as an assignment.

Mo Qing walked up to her, took the remote control of the TV, turned off the TV, and said to her seriously: "Take out the text I gave you that day,
I stare at you to learn, when to learn, when to watch TV again. "

Ayi looked at Mo Qing with an aggrieved face, tears in his eyes, "Mo, you have changed!"

Her every move is like a wronged little woman whose boyfriend has changed his mind.

"...What have you been looking at all day?!"

Mo Qing directly reached out and tapped her little head, "Be serious, go, and bring over the study materials."

"Oh"

Looking at Mo Qing's stern expression, Ayi knew that it was impossible for him to get away with it today.

I can only reluctantly go to get the materials.

Under the guidance of Mo Qing, study hard.

The good news is that Mo Qing received a phone call before he had studied for a long time, and then told Ayi to study hard, and then went out.