Chapter 12

Pei Zhenjiang's words were firm and majestic.

Mo Wan could only nod her head: "Okay, I understand."

She carried Pei Yishuang who was still sound asleep in her arms to the second floor, and carefully put him on the bed.

Butler Zhang had been waiting outside the room for a long time. After leaving the room, the two headed towards the hospital.

Hospital.

Although Mo Qizheng on the hospital bed was still weak, his complexion was much better than the previous few days, even a little rosy.

"Dr. Chen, thank you very much!" Mo Wan gratefully thanked Dr. Chen.

"Miss Mo is serious. Mr. Mo's doctors and nurses were transferred back from abroad with a lot of money by Mr. Pei. Miss Mo thanked the wrong person.",

Mr. Pei?

She was startled for a moment, and then she came back to her senses: "Anyway, thank you, Dr. Chen."

In fact, her efforts didn't seem to be in vain. After all, her father received the most advanced treatment, which was also her ultimate goal!

There are special nurses in the ward, so she can rest assured that she doesn't have to worry about her father's condition when she lives in Pei's house.

After sitting by the hospital bed and watching Mo Qizheng for a long time, she reluctantly took her luggage and left the hospital with Butler Zhang.

"Madam, this is your room." The servant stopped in front of a room on the corridor on the second floor, and said respectfully to Mo Wan.

"Thank you." She smiled slightly, and when she opened the door and was about to walk in, she heard a sound, and the opposite room opened.

Looking up, he saw Pei Yihuan walking out of the room.

Startled, she immediately turned her gaze away, pretending that she had never seen him, but her heart was beating wildly.

Pei Yihuan's slender figure paused, staring at Mo Wan with strong sarcasm, disgust and contempt.

She really deserves to be the kind of woman that even old men can fall in love with

There was a chill in his gaze, and his gaze slowly descended little by little, and finally stopped on the somewhat tattered suitcase in her hand.

Mo Wan involuntarily tensed up, not even daring to breathe.

On one side is the man who is about to become a husband, and on the other side is the son of the future husband

But these are not the point, the point is that she actually slept with her future husband's son!

Why is it in such a mess?

"Miss Mo," he said suddenly.

Mo Wan didn't dare to look back, and responded nervously: "Huh?"

How could that man be so scary!

He snorted coldly.

This kind of woman has always been the most disgusting in his heart, hypocritical

As a woman who loves money, he can understand and be satisfied, but a woman who loves money but pretends to be noble really despises her.

...

Mo Wan finally relaxed.

The room is spacious, bright and luxurious. The fragrance of flowers from the garden blows in, making people smell extremely comfortable.

Her dream since she was a child was to have such a room. Now that her dream has finally come true, but she doesn't have the longing and excitement at the beginning.

All that's left is bitterness, endless bitterness

While she was still in a trance, a voice came in from outside the door: "Madam, it's time for dinner!"

Mo Wan refused without hesitation: "No, I'm not hungry yet!"

Going down for dinner means meeting Pei Yihuan, Pei Zhenjiang, and that psychopath from the second hospital

Such a dinner is not a meal at all, but her life!

How could she send herself to hell so she can’t go!

The servant did not leave, but said: "Madam, today's dinner is a welcome banquet hosted by the master for you, what can you do if you don't go?"

Mo Wan couldn't refuse anymore.

She sighed and went downstairs.

Pei Zhenjiang sat on the main seat, Mo Wan sat on the left, and Pei Yishuang who had been dozing off all the time, and on the right was Pei Yihuan who looked indifferent and couldn't see any emotions, but his eyes were always there. Deliberately swept over Mo Wan's chest, as if something could be seen through the clothes

No one could understand the meaning of it, but Mo Wan knew it clearly in his heart, and immediately blushed, and secretly glared at him fiercely from embarrassment.

There is also Pei Yifeng who is wearing a nightgown, his gaze on Mo Wan is always a bit malicious, as if he is calculating something.

On the table, it is very rich.

The food in front of him was delicious, but Mo Wan didn't have any appetite.

Pei Yishuang, who was still dozing off, was very clingy, her small body slipped from the chair, and then climbed onto Mo Wan's lap, softly and coquettishly: "Beautiful sister, feed Shuang'er."

Holding Pei Yishuang's soft body in her arms, the tension in her heart dissipated a little, while teasing him, she fed his favorite vegetables into her mouth.

Pei Zhenjiang looked at the harmonious scene in front of him with satisfaction, and after thinking of something in his mind, he asked Mo Wan: "Do you have any job at present?"

Mo Qingfei tore up the university notice, her university dream was out of reach, and she was busy with her father's surgery for a while, so she couldn't find a job at all.

Eyes darkened, she shook her head.

Seeing this, Pei Zhenjiang looked at Pei Yihuan who had been eating elegantly, and said, "Yihuan, you have a vacant position in the company and let Ms. Mo go to work at Pei's."

(end of this chapter)