On the way home, Mo Only said nothing.
Rong An glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time and drove the car intently.
Back at the Lishui Bay Villa, Mo only asked the servant to move the suitcase to the second bedroom.
It was late. She walked into the bathroom and took off her coat, only to find that there were still some blood stains on her neck, including the white bottoming shirt.
At first glance, it was shocking.
Mo Only looked at the blood, as if the man pressed her on the door panel again.
His eyes were deep, and it seemed that an undercurrent was surging, so if he kissed her hard, it was obviously angry.
Mo only didn't understand, since he said so freely that she and grandpa could directly mention the divorce, why did she really mention it and he was so angry? Even vomiting blood?
**
The next morning.
Aunt Zhou is installing the thermos.
Seeing Mo Youyi going downstairs, she immediately said, "Princess, I have already asked the doctor, Master Xiao needs fasting these days, so I cooked chicken soup and brought it to you."
Mo Only pursed his small mouth, "Shall I take it?"
"Yes."
"Did I say I'm going to see him in the hospital?" Mo Dui turned around and stretched lazily. "The sun is pretty good today, Aunt Zhou, help me drag the recliner to the balcony. I want to watch it there. Book."
"...Good." Aunt Zhou could only agree.
The chicken soup was sent to the hospital by the driver.
In the hospital ward at that time, Zhan Yao looked at Xiao Yebai, "Is it all right? Why did I hear the doctor say that you vomited blood again last night?"
"Can't die." The man's voice was cold, and his face was even colder.
Originally it was cold enough in Nancheng today. Zhan Yao only felt that the ward was like an ice cellar at the moment. The cold wind was whistling, and his back was chilly.
With two coughs, Zhan Yao walked around in the ward.
It really deserves to be a high-level VIP ward. It's more luxurious than the house he lives in. It's not extravagant, but...
Why is the ward so empty, not even a bunch of flowers?
Zhan Yao couldn't help it anymore, "Why are you here alone? How about your little princess? Why don't you have a servant? Shouldn't it, the president of Tangtang Mo, is it so miserable to be sick?"
Xiao Yebai continued coldly, "Didn't you say that she can't come in the country?"
Zhan Yao coughed and coughed, "Okay, my buddy deliberately lied to you yesterday. I heard Tian Ye say that the little princess came over last night, why is she..."
"Dare to mention the field?"
Zhan Yao's back was another bitter cold, "What's the matter?"
Xiao Yebai narrowed his black eyes and turned his face out of the window.
"No, you and the little princess are at odds because of the field?"
Xiao Yebai did not speak.
But the answer is obvious.
Zhan Yao slapped his thigh, "Fuck, then I would be too guilty. I want Tian Ye to come to the hospital and stimulate the little princess by the way, let her know that your kid is still very popular, and women are very popular. Know how to cherish. I know!"
He pointed to Xiao Yebai, "According to the character of your boring gourd, there must be no explanation, right? So the little princess misunderstood that you have a leg with Tian Ye? Damn it, you said you can do it, buddy It's hard to create such a good opportunity for you. You have to do it yourself, who do you pretend to be dumb all day long? The little princess is your wife, are you? You want to be so cold to your wife? "
After talking for a long time, Xiao Yebai still had no reaction at all.
It's almost nine o'clock, and the Mo family haven't come to visit, and they haven't even stuttered...Zhan Yao saw that he was really "pathetic", and after thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone, "What?
...
Arriving outside the ward, Zhan Yao directly called Mo Only, "Little Princess, are you in Lishui Bay?"
"what's happenin?"
"It's okay, see you later." Zhan Yao hung up after speaking.
**
Mo Only put down the phone, picked up the book and continued to watch.
The wind is strong today, so the sky in Nancheng is very blue, without any clouds.
The huge glass windows blocked all the cold wind outside, and the warm winter sun directly projected in, sprinkling a little bit of light on the floor.
She was lying on a recliner with thick and soft blankets on and under her body. After reading a book for a while, she felt a little drowsy.
Until the phone rang again.
Mo Duong picked up the phone a little impatiently.
Ling Zhizhou?
"Hey."
"Senior sister, I'm in Xuyuan Village, where are you?"
"Huh?" Mo only frowned, "but I already went home yesterday."
"Really?" Ling Zhizhou's voice was obviously lost. "It's so unfortunate. I told you yesterday that I will come and look for you in these two days."
"Sorry, my husband was suddenly hospitalized, so..."
"Is President Xiao okay?" Ling Zhizhou asked immediately.
"It's okay." Mo Dui did not want to say more. "I have something wrong now. We will get together when we have time next time."
"Okay, senior sister, pay more attention to your body."
"Yep."
**
An old courtyard in Xuyuan Village.
Hanging up the phone, Ling Zhizhou's handsome face gradually turned gloomy.
Fingers tightly gripped the phone, the back of his hand was black and blue, but the joints turned white because of the hard work.
I don't know how long it took, and suddenly a cold voice sounded next to him, "What? It failed again?"
Ling Zhizhou turned around abruptly, "Are you following me?"
The man wore a black suit, and his thin lips curled up evilly, "Zhizhou, how many times have I said that, you can't."