Chapter 787

Su Mo Han looks at the bowl on the tea table for a moment. He turns his head and looks at Ye Fei, who is chewing carrots. He doesn't know what she means.

After waiting for a few minutes, ye Fei chewed off half a carrot and ate a tomato. Su Mohan sat on the carpet tentatively, took half a bowl of noodles she pushed aside and ate it.

The rest light of Ye Fei stealthily swept his one eye, in the eye delimits a touch of attachment.

Sometimes she thinks it's him who is crazy, and sometimes she thinks it's herself.

While struggling to escape from the whirlpool of his affections, on the other hand, he fell into irresistible decline.

Think about this way, she should really be afraid of him, afraid that he would kill without blinking an eye, afraid that he would turn his face ruthlessly, even afraid that he would hurt their children, and that he would strangle himself in the next moment.

But at the moment, looking at the man in front of her to eat the leftover noodles, she was really afraid.

In fact, at the thought that he and ye ya got the marriage certificate, her heart was like being hollowed out. She wanted to do, to make trouble, to vent, and to revenge her pain on him countless times.

But when she saw his eyes full of hurt and pain, she was not happy at all, but more and more distressed.

She doesn't know what to do, and she can't control her frequent sudden collapse and outburst of emotions. She is like a patient, venting in the old disease, waiting for whose salvation.

Su Mohan raised his head from the bowl, and there were some tiny beads of sweat on his forehead. I don't know if it was because of the urgency of eating. His face was slightly better, and he had a little blood color.

Looking up to one side of Ye Fei, I don't know if it's because of fever. Her small face is a little red, and her lips are also dyed with a layer of scarlet color when she gnaws carrots, but he will find it very beautiful.

Su Mo Han got up and took the bowl in the past, poured a cup of hot water and put it in front of Ye Fei.

Ye Fei glanced at the water cup in front of her. She still didn't touch what he had brought to her. She was wrapped in a quilt and shrank in the corner of the sofa. Her swollen eyes were heavy and she fell asleep again unconsciously.

Su Mohan got up, picked her up, turned around and sent her to the bedroom, put a towel on her forehead, and asked people to take some liquor to come over and help her wipe her limbs after soaking the towel.

Soon, the outside phone rang again.

Su Mo Han helped Ye Fei cover the quilt and went out with a frown.

See the phone call is Chu Zheng, frown and tight a few minutes.

"Sir, early this morning, song Zhenhai and ye Tiancheng jointly suppressed our stocks and our company. Now..."

"You've been removed from office."

Without waiting for Chu Zheng to finish, Su Mo Han immediately hung up the phone.

At the other end of the bed, Chu Zheng's face was dark and his heart was obscure.

The black eagle, who was practicing flying knife skills with an apple by the side of the hospital bed, glanced at him and said with a light smile, "look at your virtue, just like a resentful woman abandoned by a man..."

"Get out of here." Chu Zheng is calm, with a touch of impatience on his face.

Black eagle looked at the wound on his body. The big hand with black leather gloves could not help but press on the thigh of the gun in Chu Zheng. Chu Zheng immediately snorted, and a lot of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"You said that you have become lame and arrogant. Don't you know that there is a saying that people who know the current affairs are heroes?" The black eagle looked at the bloodstain on the black leather gloves and opened his mouth as he took off the gloves.