"No need, no need, this is enough for me. You don't need to drink too much when you're driving, you can't drive well."
Han Yong smiled. This was the first time he had so relaxed as he ate with someone. He slowly scooped up the food in the pot and enjoyed the cool breeze while looking at the scenery.
Without the tall buildings in the city, the bustling crowd seemed to have gained some of the artistic conception of a crane in the wild.
Han Yong sighed as he thought back to the days when he went to the winery abroad.
"Xiao Yan, what's your impression of Director Xiao?"
"Director Xiao?" Mo Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and suddenly thought of Han Yong and Xiao Meng Han that night. She chuckled and said, "En, I interviewed once, a successful person."
"What else?" Han Yong's gaze fell onto Mo Xiaoxiao's rosy cheeks. He picked up the bottle of wine in his hand and filled the cup that she was about to see to the bottom with red liquid.
"Other things, for example?" "You and him have been doing business for so long, this question seems to have been reversed."
Han Yong smiled as he looked confused. However, he still understood a bit why Xiao Menghan wanted Xiao Sang to work at the company, but he didn't quite understand why Xiao Menghan didn't stop Madam Xiao from recognizing Xiao Sin as his foster daughter.
Han Yong felt a bit depressed in his heart. He didn't want to see Mo Xiaoxiao get hurt. A pure girl like her was already rare.
After the call, Han Yong and Mo Xiaoxiao ended their leisurely dinner. Han Yong also did not expect LinDa to suddenly appear. Furthermore, he had already arrived at the airport and was waiting for him to pick up the plane.
Han Yong smiled apologetically at Mo Xiaoxiao as he got up and walked away. He lowered his voice and said, "Linda, did your parents know that you came here?"
"Why tell them? I came here to see the cold. If I let them know in advance that I would only let you guys know, will you guys still let me come? "
Linda understood that she was going to launch a surprise attack, but she changed her mind after coming here. She wanted Han Yong to take her to Xiao Menghan's place. She had already prepared something for Xiao Menghan, and this time she was definitely going to take him down …
After Han Yong finished dealing with Linda, he called Xiao Menghan, who was in the villa drinking coffee and waiting for the arrival of night. He wanted to see how much of his body was affected by the smudges.
After receiving Han Yong's call, Xiao Meng Han only said one sentence: "You are responsible. Oh right, is Xiao Yan with you?"
"Yes, but how am I responsible? She didn't look for me."
"Send her to my parents' place. It's not appropriate for her to live in the same place by herself. Tomorrow, I'll arrange a place for her to stay."
Xiao Meng Han hesitated on whether she should bring him over to her place, but immediately gave up on the idea as she was afraid that he might stimulate her memory.
Some of the flames in Xiao Meng Han's throat burned uncomfortably. She took a sip of coffee, but not only did she not suppress it, she even caused it to burn all the way to her lower abdomen. The hand holding the coffee cup trembled.
"Meng Han? Meng Han?" No one replied to Han Yong's question.
Xiao Meng Han had already fainted on the ground. Her face was flushed red and her body was burning hot. The phone that was still ringing with Han Yong's voice fell to the ground not far away from him.
Han Yong was very anxious, as he did not have the ability to split up. He pulled Mo Xiaoxiao along as he shouted to Old Chen before rushing to the car.
Mo Xiaoxiao was unable to cook an overbearing meal, "Money, the money for the meal has yet to be given to him."
It wasn't easy for Elder Chen to run a hot pot stall here.
"No need, I come here only once a year." Han Yong started up the car. He had given a year's worth of food to Old Chen in advance, so he had to make up for it with a little more.
Seeing the beads of sweat on Han Yong's forehead, she swallowed back the words in his throat.
Something important must have happened, or Han Yong wouldn't be like this.
"Xiao Yan, how about you go and stay at Director Xiao's parents' home tonight?"
"I'm going home." Silently dye a headache, she thought of Yangzi Ying to do her goddaughter thing.
Ye Zichen rubbed his eyebrows. She was going to reject this offer.
"Director Xiao is worried that your house isn't safe." Han Yong understood in his heart that Xiao Menghan was worried that those hooligans would harm Mo Xiaoxiao, and that they would be much safer than the Xiao family's old mansion.
Mo Xiaoxiao refused. "It's not safe. I've been living here since I was young. I still want to go to the hospital to see Wang Yiling. She was in a car accident."
Han Yong was worried about Xiao MengHan, so he got off at the first bus stop inside the city. She wanted to go to the hospital to have a look.
During the day, she had heard from the director that Wang Yiling had been amputated, so she decided that she still had to go and take a look.
"Xiao Yan?" Han Yong stuck his head out of the car window and looked at the scene of Silent Little Red's slender figure blocking the loneliness that filled the world. His heart clenched.
"What?" Mo Xiaoxiao turned around and waved at Han Yong, "Don't worry, I will."
Han Yong threw the key to his house next to Mo Xiaoshan's feet, "Here, you know the address. I can't go back tonight since I have something to do. If you don't mind, you can go and stay there."
In the next second, Han Yong had already started the car and drove off into the distance without giving Mo Xiaoxiao a chance to refuse.
Mo Xiaoxiao picked up the key and felt a little helpless. Han Yong also believed in her too much. He wasn't afraid that she would rob his house.
In the hospital, Xuan Peng took advantage of Wang Yiling's tranquilizer and had the nurse look at Wang Yiling. He changed into plain clothes and endured the injuries on his body to look for Mo Xiaoxiao. Unfortunately, he didn't manage to find her.
The room was unlocked, and the things in the quilt were still the same as when he had last seen them.
In the empty house, everything meant that Mo Xiaoxiao hadn't come back yet. Xuan Peng's eyes were stinging.
His two hands tightly gripped the blanket on the bed as Xuan Peng shrunk his body. He had spoken gentle words of love with Mo Xiaoxiao here countless times before, gently kissing her delicate face. He had urgently braked countless times just in case he went overboard and hurt her.
Xuan Peng had once vowed to give Mo Xiaoxiao a sensational wedding, and marry her into the sect. He would definitely not touch her until then.
"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, where are you?" Xuan Peng felt something overflowing from his eyes. He couldn't control his tears and tried his best to bury his face in the blanket to absorb her breath.
Xuan Peng was well aware of the difference between him and Xiao Menghan. The man who stood on the diamond's tip like an emperor, overlooking the entire city, and even the entire financial world, probably not a single woman would reject such a man.
There was no sign of Xuan Peng in the ward, only a nurse dozing off.
Mo Xiaoxiao opened the door of the ward with Fruit in her hand and walked in. She felt unspeakably upset and disappointed. Perhaps the one she longed to see was Xuan Peng, who had once pampered her.
The nurse woke up from her drowsiness as she felt the extra breath in the ward. She looked at Mo Xiaoxiao and asked doubtfully, "You are?"
"I'm her colleague. I'm here to take a look."
"Oh, sit down, she's just been sedated and is sleeping." The nurse got up and stretched. She wanted to go to the washroom, so she said to Mo Xiaoxiao in embarrassment, "I'm going to the washroom. Can you take care of it for me first?"
"Alright." After watching the nurse leave, she sat down on a chair by the bed.
Wang Yiling was sleeping unsteadily, her hand clutching the quilt tightly.
Mo Xiaoxiao's gaze stopped at the spot where her leg was missing a segment, feeling dejected.