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Do you have any sense of shame?

Mei Mutian's cold voice did not allow any doubt, causing the traffic police to subconsciously shiver, "Sir is right, then please show me your travel pass and the Driver's license."

"Alright." The man's clean voice pierced his ears, Shui Qingmo's first thought was to escape. With her personality in the past, she would have thought of ways to use the things in her bag to escape as much as she could. However, when she looked at the calm Mei Mutian, the aura coming out from his body made her feel at ease.

The man seemed to be telling her silently that nothing would happen.

It will be all right.

Inexplicably, she now believed in Mei Mutian.

Originally, Shui Qingmo's heart was still beating very hard. Looking at him, she sat quietly on the back of the chair, her lips lifted into a smile, and waited for the traffic police to look at him seriously for more than three times, then said indifferently: "If Sir Police thinks that this certificate is fake, then we can pass it on the spot, but if it's not, does this kind of work on your part always have to be done as if you are requesting Master to learn from a turtle?"

"Haha …" The man smiled at her metaphor.

Only then did the traffic police, who were checking the Driver's license and the pass, put away their driver's books awkwardly, and then respectfully handed them over to Mei Mutian, "Young miss, I apologize for delaying your car from moving normally."

When he raised his head to look at the traffic police, Mei Mo Tian's smile had disappeared. However, he didn't show any mercy. He immediately rolled down the window and looked directly at the car, "Xiao Mo, let's go."

Little Mo.

It seemed that he had changed his way of addressing her since last night's text message.

Xiao Mo was rather nice to listen to, very friendly and natural. Only her mother would call her that, and Mei Mutian was the second one.

Mei Mo Tian unhurriedly started the car. At this moment, all she could think about was questions, but it was not the right time to ask him. The traffic police kept getting further and further away from her, so she asked curiously, "Where did you get the proof from?"

"Car management, take a seat. Why are you asking so many questions?"

"Damn uncle, how boring." Shui Qingmo grinded her teeth, and muttered softly.

From being an uncle to becoming bored, Mei Mutian's expression became gloomy, but he still continued to look straight ahead, as if he did not hear anything.

The carriage descended into a strange silence.

Seeing that the carriage was about to reach Tian Zhong, Shui Qingmo thought of his mother. Forget it, she would not bother with an 'old man' like Mei Mutian, "Uncle, is there still news of my mother's operation today? Will delaying the operation affect the outcome? "

"Wait for me at the school gate at five in the morning."

Thus, he had long known about the time of his mother's operation. It was only at this point that he finally told her, "Mei Mutian, if you knew, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I received a text message when the traffic police were chasing me. It's not convenient to talk about it at that time."

"What happened next?" "Why didn't you tell me?"

"You suddenly stopped talking. I thought you didn't want to talk to me."

Shui Qingmo turned and rolled her eyes at Mei Mutian. This man was really as awkward as she could be, "Indeed, an old man is an old child. If you want to coax me, I was wrong.

"Alright."

"Mei Mutian, do you have any shame?"

"As long as you live a day, your face will be there."

"Uh, and here I thought you didn't want it. Mei Mutian, thank you for taking care of my mother for me." The car slowly stopped at the entrance of the Tian Zhong. Shui Qingmo said his last sentence seriously, although his performance just now made her hate him, but if it wasn't for him, not only was her mother unconscious, there was no one to take care of his.

"Ouyang Lanlan owes you this."

"Yes, it's because Ouyang Lanlan owes me that much, so it has nothing to do with you. Uncle, I have a question that I want to ask you."

"Go ahead." She didn't get out of the car, and he didn't force her to get out either. The two of them sat together in the carriage, talking.

"Why did you help Ouyang Lanlan?" She was curious, although he seemed to be extremely concerned about Ouyang Lanlan, but on the other hand, he seemed to be extremely disinterested in Ouyang Lanlan's situation.

"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, then don't. Give me the Driver's license."

Mei Mutian looked at her vexed long figure, and immediately reached out to rub her head, "Do you know what you look like now?"

"Like what?"

"A woman keeps asking how a man feels about another woman. That woman has only one identity."

Without waiting for her to react, he had already opened the car door, with both of his hands on the sides of the car, causing a man's aura to surge out, causing her to feel a burst of heartache. At the same time, the man's gaze landed lightly on her face, "Do you really want to know?"

"Yes."

"A man's woman." Just as Shui Qingmo was in a daze, a man's voice came out from the slowly rolling down car window. Then, the black Bu Jiadi drove away from the Tian Zhong, and Mei Mutian drove away.