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Yang Ziying followed him to the door and watched as Xiao Yuelin drove, while Xiao Zhenhai left in the back.

They didn't bring a single guard, Yang Ziying's body slipped and fell to the ground.

"Madam, madam?" The moment the guard, Little Wang, saw this, he immediately ran over to help Yang Ziying up.

"I'm fine, Commander, what's he doing?"

"The commander is going out for a walk. We don't need to follow him." This was the first time that Little Wang had seen such a scene. The commander's face had just turned sullen, so Little Wang did not dare to ask.

Yang Ziying vaguely understood something. She smiled at Little Wang and quickly went back to her bedroom to call Xiao Menghan.

The call went through, but no one answered.

Yang Ziying hurriedly called again and again, then she found Han Yong and called him. The other party was busy, so she kept calling him.

The bad feeling completely crushed Yang Ziying. She clenched her teeth and bit the corner of her lips. Had her father-in-law finally made a move on his grandson?

Yang Ziying stood up and walked to the dressing mirror. In the mirror, a charming woman appeared. She had a well-preserved face and her body was not yet fattened up. Each of her was as round as a fingernail-sized pearl necklace.

None of this was as good as a healthy body for her son.

Yang Ziying's hand swept the bottles on the dressing table to the floor. What she wanted was the health of her son, the ability to live an ordinary life, to grow up normally, to get married and have children.

The servants and guards who were busy downstairs were startled by the noise, but soon they resumed their business.

Madam had always been a gentle and well-mannered person. She must have knocked down something. The servant in charge ran upstairs and knocked on the door, asking Yang Ziying if she wanted to pack up.

"No need, I'll lie down for a while. You don't need to tell me to eat breakfast." Yang Ziying's tone was very calm, even she was surprised that she would say the same words as before.

Han Yong had bought breakfast outside, along with some toiletries and clothes for himself and Mo Xiaoxiao.

Xiao Meng Han looked at the bag that Han Yong had brought in, and his gaze immediately fell on the woman's outfit. If his guess was correct, there was more than just his jacket.

When she thought about how Han Yong stood in the store and personally picked things out for her, Xiao Meng Han felt an uncomfortable feeling in his heart, as if a thorn was pricking his.

Before Han Yong could change his clothes, his phone rang. It was Linda. She was at the Public Security Bureau, waiting for Han Yong to go and redeem the person.

"Eldest Miss, what happened to you again?" Han Yong was dozing off. In the next second, Linda's voice from his phone made him jump up and down.

"I'm at the police station."

"What?" How did you get there? I clearly sent you to the hotel last night? "

"I'm fine, it's these people with hats, so what? Those people take drugs, I don't have any, but I'm locked up here with a drink, so I'm only willing to make a phone call right now." Linda was annoyed. It was nothing, she didn't understand how these people looked at criminals.

Linda refused to answer any questions or accept any interrogation. She just waited for the next day to call Han Yong and tell him not to tell Xiao Menghan about this.

Han Li walked out of the guest room and peeked inside as he passed by the door.

Xiao Meng Han laid on the bed and looked at the documents. As if he had felt Han Yong's gaze, he turned his head around, puzzled, and looked at Han Yong who was holding the car keys, and asked him a question silently.

Han Yong gestured for his to leave as if he had something urgent to attend to, then looked at his worriedly.

Xiao Meng Han nodded and waved her hand to reassure him that she would take good care of Mo Xiao Ran.

After a moment of hesitation, Han Yong started the car and quickly drove out.

Linda's phone calls along the way were like a death throes, tormenting him by giving her a defective toothbrush, using the tablecloth she used as a towel to wash her face. She had skin allergies.

When Han Yong heard this, his eyelids jumped. He really wanted to throw his phone out of the car.

Mo Xiaoxiao woke up when Han Yong started the car. When she opened her eyes, she didn't know where she was at the moment.

"You're awake. Han Yong bought breakfast downstairs."

"Uh, Xiao Meng Han?"

"Call me Brother Han." Xiao Meng Han looked at the gradually clarifying eyes of Mo Xiaoxiao, and he knew that she was thinking about what happened last night.

Xiao Meng Han's worried heart gradually relaxed as she subconsciously avoided his sight. He was worried that she would remember something. In his heart, there was a faint hope that she still remembered that night with him.

"I'll go wash my face." Just when Mo Xiaoxiao stood up, a bag appeared in front of her and she looked at Xiao Menghan with suspicion.

"I've already bought it. How about changing it? Han Yong has an urgent matter to attend to so I'm afraid that you'll have to stay here today to take care of this troublesome patient of mine." Xiao Meng Han was talking to Mo Xiao Yun, but her eyes were on the bag.

Just now, when he looked at the clothes inside, he suddenly looked forward to seeing Jing Xiaoxiao wearing them.

Mo Xiaoxiao lowered her head. She had been wearing her clothes for two days and now, they were all on her body. She hesitated for a moment before taking them and giving the money to Xiao Menghan.

The clothes were a light purple long skirt. The skirt that swayed to the ground was very beautiful. Lotus leaf sleeves, the smell of a woman was very strong.

She took a bath and looked at her clothes for three minutes before slowly changing. After tying up her wet hair, she couldn't believe for a moment that the woman in the mirror was herself.

A pair of bright and beautiful eyes were in a daze at this moment. She had a rosy little face, rosy cherry lips, and a small, firm nose. This was not the ordinary Silent Dye.

Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly had the impulse to change back into her clothes. When she turned around, her eyes fell on the clothes that had just been soaked in the water.

Between being naked and going out in a dress, he chose the latter.

Xiao Meng Han who was looking at the document only glanced at her once before continuing to look at the document.

Silently, Xiao Yumei propped up her feet and took the clothes that she had just washed with her hands onto the balcony to dry. Unbeknownst to her, a pair of fiery eyes followed her back to the balcony, and then did not leave the balcony door.

Xiao Meng Han's body had recovered a lot, and was not as weak as last night. He was really afraid that the next second he would not be himself, afraid that he would be scared to death.

Mo Xiaoxiao was hungry. She was going to bring the steamed buns and soy milk that Han Yong had bought for Xiao Meng Han. Xiao Meng Han insisted on going downstairs to eat.

He ate very slowly, with graceful movements. Silently, Xiao Ran ate three of them, but he did not finish all of them.

Ye Mo's hand went to the fourth bun, but there was only one left on the plate.

He muttered in his heart, Han Yong is really stingy, she used to eat four or five meals for breakfast in the past.

With her slender fingers, she pushed the plate in front of her. Xiao Meng Han picked up the soy milk and took a sip. The taste was a bit strange, so he wasn't used to it.

Just as Xiao Menghan was about to stand up and put down the soy milk, a wave of dizziness hit him and he fell back into his chair.

"What's wrong with you? Are we going back to the bedroom? " Silent Dye jumped up after a while.

Xiao Meng Han's expression did not look good. Since Han Yong was not here, the first thing Mo Xiao Yan thought of was to make a call of 120. Xiao Meng Han opened his mouth to stop him: "Can you make me a cup of coffee?"

"Coffee, please." She quickly went to boil some water as she looked at Xiao Menghan, afraid that she would see him in a flash.

However, Jing Xiaoxiao was also puzzled. Even if it was an abuse, it was just a blemish on the body or a distortion in the heart. What kind of abuse caused his hair to grow so much longer in one night?