C18 Liu Jingjing Is There Something Wrong with Your Brain!

This was the transformation of the old city. The transformation of the old city could not be compared to the direct development of ready-made land, which involved compensation to the residents, demolition, and so on. If one of the links was not handled well, it would bring about a lot of trouble later on.

In order to keep an eye on the situation, on this day, Mo Yuncong and Ou Qiliang drove the car to the residential district in the south of the city that was about to be demolished.

Looking at the topography, although the houses in the residential area were old and the roads were uneven with potholes, the two of them felt that they would be able to get a lot of economic benefits after the new area was developed. They decided to immediately go back and begin drawing up the plan.

The car came out of a small alley. There was a curve in front of a narrow road, and Oakheart honked his horn before turning around. An old woman with a cane was walking slowly in front of him.

Ou Qiliang pressed his flute with all his might, hoping that the old lady would walk to the side so that he could drive out of the alley. Otherwise, if there was a car in front or behind him, he would be blocked.

But he did not expect that with the long sound of the loudspeaker, the old lady fell to the ground, unable to move!

"What's going on?" Mo Yuncong opened the car window and shouted at the old lady, "Old granny! Are you okay? " The old lady still did not move, nor did she speak. She fell to the ground, looking in pain.

"Is she trying to blackmail us?"

"Blackmail your head!" Mo Yuncong said, "Haven't you seen how old she is?"

He got out of the car and walked over to the old lady. Are you injured somewhere? "

The old lady raised her head and looked at Mo Yuncong with narrowed eyes, "My leg …" My leg is broken! "

The old lady was a little fat. Although her clothes weren't very fancy, she looked clean and refreshing.

Mo Yuncong rolled up the old lady's trousers and saw that her calves were bulging. "Elder, don't be impatient! I'll take you to the hospital immediately! " Turning his head, he shouted, "Che Liang! "Come and help!"

Ou Che came over and carried the old lady to the hospital with Mo Yuncong.

The old lady's leg was fractured and she needed to be hospitalized. Mo Yuncong sent Ou Qiliang to check in and got her a special care. Although it wasn't their car that crashed, he felt that Ou Qiliang's abrupt blowing of the horn scared the old lady and caused her to fall. From a legal point of view, they were not responsible, but Mo Yuncong still felt apologetic.

After settling down the old lady, Mo Yuncong then asked the old lady where her family was and if there was any way to contact them.

The old lady said, "I only have a granddaughter. She's still at work." She fished out a small book from her bag and handed it to Mo Yuncong. Mo Yuncong took it and opened it. There was only one phone number on it.

He took out his phone and dialed this number. When he finished, a name appeared on the screen: Liu Jingjing!

Mo Yuncong was stunned and asked the old lady, "Elder, what is the name of your grandson's daughter?"

"Jingjing! Liu Jingjing! "

Mo Yuncong couldn't tell what he was feeling, but he could feel a kind of pleasant surprise. He was just worried that he wouldn't have the chance to get close to Liu Jingjing, when this opportunity suddenly fell right in front of him!

Walking out of the ward, Mo Yuncong dialed Liu Jingjing's number.

"Hey!" The other side's voice was as gentle and pleasant as before, but Mo Yuncong felt that the voice was cold. Perhaps it was because he was thinking about her expressionless face!

"Don't leave after work. I'll come pick you up!" After a pause, he added, "Your grandmother is …"

"Who are you?" she asked coldly, interrupting him.

Mo Yuncong's avatar seemed to explode, rumbling as it grew larger. After being silent for a long time, he finally made a sound, gritted his teeth, and shouted into the microphone without caring about his appearance: "Liu Jingjing! Is there something wrong with your head!? How many times have I called you? You still don't know who I am? Do you have any heart? Why not store my number? Even if you don't have my number, you should be able to recognize my voice! "You, you, you!" He was too angry to speak.

The women Mo Yuncong came in contact with always knew his number by heart, and whenever he called them, the women would laugh at him in their flirtatious voices. Mo Yuncong had never encountered such a ridiculous situation before. Every time he called Liu Jingjing, he would always ask "Who are you?" Other than this cold goddess, he could not think of any other woman that would treat him this way!

Who would dare to treat him like this!