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She was just a Cinderella disguised in a rich family.

He saw a lot and knew a lot, but had he tried?

No.

Where did she get the money?

"Are you trying to tell me that you can support me?"

Jane Wenmo said in a teasing tone, causing Mu An to roll his eyes.

This person was real.

She clearly couldn't bear to see Ye Ci in such a bad mood, but her words caused her to feel terrible. I really don't understand a girl's heart.

This was a time to be gentle!

Didn't he understand?

"Jane Wenmo, it's your fortune to be able to meet me."

Mu An suddenly said confidently.

Why?

He really had enough ink.

The girl's thoughts were unclear. If they met an unreasonable girl, wouldn't the two of them be torturing each other to death?

"I think so too."

Jane Wenmo said somewhat childishly. His excited mood was clear to behold.

When he met her, his world suddenly changed color.

Joy and anger, will pay attention to her every move, her every frown and smile will affect his mood.

It had given him another concern besides his job, another world he liked better.

Mu An's hand that was holding the chopsticks trembled. Looking at his happiness, his heart moved at that instant.

She didn't expect him to reply to her words. Even if he did, it would only mean that she was thick-skinned or that he wanted to take revenge on her. But he actually said it so happily and willingly.

"Jane Wenmo."

Mu An suddenly called out to him.

"Hmm?"

He picked up his own food and placed it beside her, silently letting her eat more. That seemingly natural and unobstructed action, yet without any words, was often the most touching.

He is a man of lightning and wind.

He preferred action to sweet talk.

In front of her, he seemed to have many facets like a split personality.

Sometimes he was a mature teacher, sometimes he was a ruthless executor, sometimes he was an arbiter, and sometimes he was also an unreasonable little kid. However, he was the one who was fresh and fresh, with so many aspects of him.

"Are you serious?"

Nonsense.

It was unknown whether he was asking Jane Wenmo's' I think so too 'or his feelings.

Jane Wenmo put down his chopsticks. "I say, Lady Jane, my wife, can you let your man have a proper meal? "Since when am I not serious? You've asked that question many times. Do you want me to stab you?"

Jane Wenmo was infuriated!

He always thought that he was pretty good at self-control, but ever since he met her, he had always been full of bullshit.

What if he wants to be violent at any moment?

Who would save him?

She actually fell for such a foolish woman.

"Then what do you like about me?"

"Why do you care so much? "Eat!"

Master Jian was so angry that his shout scared everyone at the door. He then coughed and cleared his throat, "Young Master Jian ~"

Mu An felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard this voice.

And then, he looked at Jane Wenmo in dissatisfaction. "Hmph!"

Mu An disdainfully looked at him.

That little eye was saying, "Why are you still shouting at me?"

I must have caught him now!

Your little lover is here.

After meeting Jane Wenmo's gaze for a few seconds, Mu An's eyes were filled with a myriad of emotions. Jane Wenmo's face was filled with an indescribable awkwardness from her gaze.

Damn it, someone had come to cause trouble at such a time.

This girl's mind wasn't firm to begin with. If she continued to let her imagination run wild …

"Come in!"

Thinking of this, Jane Wenmo coldly bellowed. In the next moment, the door to the ward was pushed open.

Mu An naturally couldn't control his curiosity and looked over. However, when he saw that graceful figure and wavy hair, he felt that he didn't need to compare anymore. They were already thousands of miles apart.

She definitely didn't have such clothes.

Her clothes were still a little more adorable.

When Mu An saw the woman's face, he couldn't help but think of his own.

It was like the sky and the earth.

She now had three scars on her face. How could she compete with others?

As for Mo Tingting, she was sizing up Mu An when she came in.

But he gave up when he saw Mu An's face full of gauze.

It was hard to see what he looked like.

But what did Jane eat with such a woman?

"Young Master Jian, this is …"

Mo Tingting approached with quick steps. When she was about to approach Jian Wenmo, Jian Wenmo mercilessly shouted, "Stay away from me, don't let my wife misunderstand."

"Wife?"

Jane Wenmo's words were indeed artistic.

A double entendre.

Don't just look and say one thing.

However, it was a success that left Mo Tingting dumbfounded.

"B-wife? You, who are you trying to trick? "

Mo Tingting looked at Xi Mu An, "Even if you want to avoid me, you should at least make something more attractive. You can't even see her face clearly. You like her? Or did you just finish using your knife? "

Mo Tingting felt that the impact on her was a little too much.

No matter how you looked at it, the hospital gown worn by the woman on the bed and the gauze on the other end didn't have any aesthetic feeling!

"Hide from you? Is it necessary? " Jane Wenmo smiled mockingly, seeing Mu An still sizing up Mo Tingting and slapping her on the head, "What are you looking at? Eat your food."

After saying that, she cast a sidelong glance at Mu An and added, "She's uglier than you!"

"What?"

Mu An felt that he couldn't hear clearly.

Did he mean she was ugly?

She was indeed ugly right now, but could he …

"Jane Wenmo, you are going too far. Am I uglier than her?"

Before Mu An could explode, someone else had already exploded a step ahead of her.

Damn, she, Mo Tingting was going crazy.

"I'm actually inferior to someone who has used a knife before. Jane Wenmo, do you like to cut things up?"

"Done?"

Three question marks appeared in Mu An's mind. Was this considered a plastic surgery?

It was more like disfigurement!

However, there was one sentence that she had to take back.

What Jane Wen Mo said had art, this was what he meant by throwing bombs.

"What do you think?"

Jane Wenmo stared at Mu An with a smile in his eyes. This was simply a joke.

Mu An's eyes widened. If looks could kill, Jane Wenmo would have already died several times over.

"Humph!" "Let me see what I can make of it."

Mo Tingting stomped her feet in anger.

Jane Wenmo quickly ate a few mouthfuls of rice. Even though he was extremely hungry, he still looked elegant and beautiful when he ate. Mu An looked at the man in front of him and felt a little ashamed.

Suddenly, he felt like the prince of dark horses had run into a pile of dung.

As for the pile of dung, it was naturally her own.

Following the principle that it was better to avoid trouble, Mu An lowered his head and continued to eat.

The two of them didn't pay any attention to Mo Tingting, they seemed to have a tacit understanding.

On the other hand, Mo Tingting felt awkward standing there.

"Jane Wenmo, are you trying to piss me off? Tell me, who exactly is she?"