He will deal with the negative comments on the Internet, and will not bring any trouble to Nanqiao's later life.

But he and she never owe each other and never have to see each other again.

……

It's early morning in the United States.

Wei An was woken up. Every word was on fire. "Muzi, can you check the time here next time you call? In the middle of the night, do you let people sleep? "

Muzi rolled his eyes and silently replied in his heart: it's not that I want to call you.

"I'm looking for Nanjo. You put her on the phone."

Wei An covers his head with a quilt. His voice is stuffy and irritable: "I'm not his man. You go to find Mo Beicheng."

The mobile phone is hands-free, and the man's poor Chinese with a strong American accent comes from the receiver, which makes him feel a little happy.

"People are busy with their old love now. They don't have time to pay attention to their abandoned new love."

She looked at the French window, turned back to look at her handsome man, gloating raised his chin and snorted.

Let you bully Nanqiao.

I'm in a hurry.

Mo Beicheng took a warning look at Muzi and sat back on the sofa. His legs overlapped and his slender fingers felt for a box of cigarettes from his pants bag.

Muzi's face was straightened, no longer joking, "I have something urgent to find her."

"What emergency is more important than my sleep, or I'll call her myself, or I won't wait until tomorrow when I wake up to tell her that you called her."

He was sleeping on the bed in a clinic next to the office. Fortunately, he didn't save money at that time and bought super comfortable beds.

It's not too hard at the moment.

Except it's a little narrow.

Nanqiao is in such a state now. How dare he let her sleep alone in the clinic? But now he doesn't want to move at all. He suddenly wakes up from a deep sleep. His whole body is weak. Let alone let him get up, he doesn't speak.

Muzi was impatient. "I'm in a hurry. Please call her."

"What's the matter? I'm her psychologist now. You tell me that I will tell her in a proper way, "he added, warning," she can't be stimulated now. You'd better screen and let her know. "

"Lu Yan may still be alive."

There was a moment of silence, and no one spoke for a long time.

Just now, the man who had been chattering all the time suddenly calmed down. Muzi was a little bit uncomfortable. She thought he was going to hang up directly. But soon, Wei An spoke again, and his voice was calm. "Wait a minute!"

Mo Beicheng lights a cigarette and smokes slowly. Hearing Wei An's words, he smokes and laughs at himself.

Look.

All her friends knew what that man meant to her.

What about yourself?

Do you have to prick the paper yourself?

Let her choose between him and Lu Yan without knowing it.

To her, it was a kind of cruelty to kill without blood.

Vivian said she could no longer be stimulated.

Is it getting worse again?

Mo Beicheng suddenly didn't want to hear the answer. A crazy idea flashed through his mind. No matter whether it was him or Lu Yan in her heart, he would go to the United States to bring her back.

In his life, even if he tortured each other, he would never let go.

Just propped up from the sofa, Nanqiao's voice came from the receiver, "Hello, Muzi."

Her voice is no different from before, just a little hoarse.

"Nanqiao," Muzi suddenly couldn't say any more. This scar is good, whether it's good or it's just scabby on the surface, but now she really doesn't see anything, much better than before.

This is what she and Shi Sheng want to see.

She didn't know what Nanqiao would look like after the scar was uncovered.

She was afraid to gamble.

"Muzi?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Nanqiao yelled again, and the ending went up slightly. "What's the matter?"

"How are you doing?"

"Very good, just got up."

"Did I wake you up?"

Wei An rolled his eyes hard over there. It was he who was awakened. Why didn't he see her apologize? Her voice was still so strong.

"No, I went to bed early yesterday and woke up early today."

She didn't wake up. When Wei An came in, she was brushing the news on her mobile phone.

It's an American card that Wei'an bought for her. It has a contact on it.

The old mobile phone was confiscated. It was said that it was not suitable to be stimulated during treatment!

After several pages, the video of her at the airport that day has been deleted, and the news of Mo Beicheng and Chen Baimo's nightclub bar is gone.