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Qiu Hong, who couldn't be found, returned to the living room. She sat on the sofa and looked at the half-open window, feeling restless. She was afraid that the little guy's meaty body would be caught and roasted by the vagabonds, or imprisoned.

There was a figure with his forehead covered in gauze lying in the silent ward, his long eyelashes slightly raised.

She had been lying here for two days. No one came to see her, no one cared about her, except for the hospital staff who ordered her to be fed and given medicine, leaving her in silence.

The night was getting darker.

It was very quiet in the hospital. When the footsteps of the medical staff checking the ward returned to the office, a furry little figure quietly opened the door to the ward that was not tightly closed.

He stepped to the side of the bed and jumped onto the chair. He jumped from the chair onto the bed and half squatted as he looked at the silent, gauzy smudge on his forehead, the mist in his big, dark eyes.

Wu, a low whimper sounded in the ears of Mo Xiaoxiao. She extended her tongue to gently lick the paleness of his face, then placed her furry head on his face.

After an unknown amount of time, the little guy rubbed his nose against Mo Xiaoxiao's chest and sniffed back and forth. Within his pitch-black eyes, a fiery light shone.

Unfortunately, no matter how much he sniffed, the sweet, milky smell had disappeared. There was only the smell of disinfectant, and it was very unpleasant to the nose.

Xiao Xun blinked his jet-black gem-like eyes, then he twisted his butt and slipped into the blanket.

He then stuck his head out of the blanket and his furry little body disappeared. The person that appeared next to him was a naked little kid …

The little kid stepped on his leg and rubbed his body towards Xiao Sian. Xiao Wandering had clearly forgotten that his appearance was very different from before.

Xiao Xun's body did not move an inch, and he was covered in sweat from head to toe.

The little guy gave up and only tilted his head to the side of Silent Haze. His little hand reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes, and then he closed his eyes.

On the other side of the city, Yang Meng and Qiu Hong, who were sleeping soundly, were woken up by the sound of the doorbell being pressed.

Yang Meng immediately opened his eyes from the dream. With a flip of his body, he reached for the thing in the cabinet that he had always been defending himself against. Qiu Hong hastily pressed down his hand when he opened her eyes, looking at him and anxiously saying, "There are 24 hours security guards in the residential complex, there won't be any danger."

Yang Meng's previously messy eyes gradually calmed down. Only now did he realize what he was doing. He was in Qiu Hong's home, not risking his life against those enemies.

Yang Meng allowed Qiu Hong to wipe the sweat off his forehead. He opened his mouth wanting to say something, but before he could, a loud voice came from outside.

Yang Meng's heart skipped a beat. He stood up and was about to leave. Qiu Hong followed suit and stood up as well. She pulled Yang Meng's hand and pushed him back into the bedroom. After tidying up her clothes, she walked out.

Qiu Hong was astonished when they left. There were a few people standing in the living room. She was no stranger to them, but she was still curious about why they were here.

"Where's Yang Meng?" Xiao Meng Han looked at Qiu Hong, who was still wearing her pajamas, and turned her gaze to the bedroom behind her.

Qiu Hong smiled embarrassedly. She did not expect that Xiao Meng Han would come to her house in the middle of the night. Qiu Hong's gaze looked at Han Yong, who had put down the door behind Xiao Meng Han.

It can't be, she actually took down her anti-theft door?

"He pressed the doorbell and got impatient." Han Yong shrugged his shoulders at Qiu Hong. His expression was very natural, as if he was merely pushing aside the small tree branches blocking the way.

Qiu Hong could feel Xiao Meng Han's sharp gaze on her. When she came to, she realized that Xiao Meng Han was walking past her towards the bedroom.

Her face turned even redder as she hurried back to the bedroom and closed the door. She said calmly, "Meng Han, what are you doing? If there's anything you need to barge in here in the middle of the night, just make a phone call. "

"Call?" Xiao Meng Han's gaze was fixed on the bedroom door, he could already feel the breathless atmosphere behind the door, Xiao Meng Han raised her voice: "Uncle Yang, I am Xiao Meng Han. I came tonight because I have something important to ask you, but my father and grandfather do not know about it."

First, if he didn't know for sure that Yang Meng was here, he wouldn't have come through the door. Second, it was an urgent matter, so he came to see his. Third, he didn't tell Xiao Zhenhai and Xiao Yuelin that Yang Meng was here, and furthermore, he had this relationship with Qiu Hong.

Ruthlessness. Yang Meng clenched both of his hands into fists as he nodded in a praising manner. The corners of his mouth curled into a bitter smile.

He reached out to open the bedroom door, looking past Qiuhong's figure at the dignified looking man standing opposite her.

Yang Meng immediately recognized Xiao Menghan, the legendary grandson of Xiao Zhenhai. However, why did he have a head full of white hair?

Maybe God is fair, if he gave you one thing, he would take away the other thing that belongs to you. Being able to create a business empire in such a short time would probably take a lot of effort, but this white haired Yang Meng always felt that it was familiar.

Qiu Hong watched as the bedroom door opened from the inside and Yang Meng slowly walked out.

In less than a minute, his figure seemed to have aged ten years.

Qiu Hong opened her mouth, but her face was red and she didn't know what to say. Especially with her relationship with Xiao Menghan, how could she face her own daughter?

Yang Meng took a good look at Qiu Hong's figure, he didn't hesitate to pat Qiu Hong on the shoulder and let her in, "I'm fine, you go rest first."

How could he be fine? If it wasn't for that, Xiao Meng Han wouldn't have come in the middle of the night, and she wasn't alone.

Right now, she could only return to her bedroom. She did not dare to look at the expression in Xiao Meng Han's eyes and only felt that it was with great difficulty that she had worn Zhou Zheng's clothes and was torn apart, revealing the selfish and ugly look of her past.

At the living room entrance, Han Yong was loading the security door back into place. To him, this wasn't a troublesome matter.

Han Yong had even done more exciting things with Xiao Menghan.

When Xiao Meng Han looked around the living room and saw the small teeth marks on the edge of the sofa and the soft white fur in the gap of the sofa, he already understood what was going on. He elegantly sat on the sofa opposite Yang Meng and directly said: "Uncle Yang, I heard that you have a small pet.

"Pet?" Yang Meng narrowed his eyes. He came in the middle of the night just for a small pet.

What kind of pet could cause Xiao Meng Han to muster up such a large force? That small round body appeared in Yang Meng's mind.

Smiling and laughing, Yang Meng really didn't know where the little sightseer Qiu Hong thought she was going to sleep, or where she was going to eat.

"Meng Han, do you think I am a person who is fit to have pets? I think it's just someone else joking around. "

"Uncle Yang, did you really not recognize me?" Seeing his puzzled gaze being replaced by a sudden realization, Xiao Meng Han immediately went straight to the point: "Because of an urgent matter that day, I did not greet Uncle Yang. That little pet belongs to my wife and she likes it a lot. Please don't let me sleep in the living room, Uncle Yang." As Xiao Meng Han spoke, she looked at Han Yong, who had already installed the anti-theft door.