Chapter 4 Mistaking White Lotus for Patriarch!
Looking at the dialog box, Zhou Mo felt a little puzzled, why did someone ask her to place an order so soon after she got on Tianji.com?

Is this person related to the black robe?

Or is it related to the person who changed Zhou's Feng Shui?

Zhou Mo typed a series of words and replied.

Every day fortune-telling does not count you: [Do not answer]

After returning, Zhou Mo put his mobile phone into his pocket, his eyes fell on the hillside not far ahead, and he walked towards the hillside with strides.

This person has to stand on a high place to see farther.

Zhou Mo walked to the hillside, only to find that the entire T city can be seen from this hillside. It seems that this Zhou family is not an ordinary wealthy family.

Does it really have something to do with her?

After so many years, I don't know what happened to her family. The Nanmiao today is probably not the Nanmiao of the past.

Zhou Mo held her breath, closed her eyes, luckily, she felt a faint aura here.

And this aura was just enough for her to find someone.

Zhou Mo's closed eyes suddenly opened, and he pinched his two fingers to draw a tracing talisman out of thin air, entering a state of nothingness.

Soon, she saw a sneaky phantom, and looked to the side. This person was her disciple and grandson of the dream-introducing talisman 60 years ago.

It is also strange to say that after the little disciple finds a suitable soul body for her, he should keep in the dark to prevent accidents.

But when she woke up, not only did she not feel the breath of her disciples, nor did she see others guarding her side.

After a long time, my apprentice went to the hospital.

Zhou Mo put away the tracer, walked down the hill, hailed a taxi, and reported the name of the hospital.

The car sped away.

Not long after, Zhou Mo came to the lobby of the city hospital. He had to say that now that the technology is advanced, he doesn't even need cash these days, he just scans the QR code to pay.

Relying on her strong memory, she found the scene where her disciple and grandson were, but she was stopped by someone as soon as she reached the elevator door.

"Zhou Mo."

"Why are you so vicious! That's your own sister! How could you push her into the water! Your conscience was eaten by a dog?!"

Hearing these harsh words, you don't need to turn your head to know that it was Chen Tianjiao, the stepmother his father married!

When Chen Tianjiao saw that Zhou Mo was so angry, she had long wanted to drive this little bitch out of the Zhou family, but Zhou Kefu, a stubborn man, was unwilling.

Before Zhou Mo could turn around, Chen Tianjiao rushed to her and slapped her with his hand.

Zhou Mo's instinctive trembling came from the conditioned reflex of the original owner. Zhou Mo had received such slaps countless times.

But in the next second, Zhou Mo slapped Chen Tianjiao's face crookedly with a quick "slap" backhand.

Chen Tianjiao staggered, "Oops." Facing the ground, he fell like a shit!
Chen Tianjiao's face was bewildered, his eyes were shining with golden light, and he felt his brain concussion.

Zhou Mo, a bitch, dares to hit her?
pissed her off!

Chen Tianjiao stared at Zhou Mo, moved his lips, and was about to swear, when he heard the mocking voices from passers-by.

She rolled her eyes, "Woooooo~ Momo, how can you beat your mother? This is a big treason!"

"No matter how angry you are in your heart, you can't vent your anger on your mother. Besides, it's still outside, and people saw it. It's not good for your reputation, woo woo woo woo~"

"Little girl, why do you hit someone?"

"That's right."

"Help your mother up."

"Young people these days really don't respect their elders any more."

Hearing passers-by accuse Zhou Mo word by word!

The corners of Chen Tianjiao's lips couldn't stop twitching, and then quickly pressed down, sobbing, "Everyone, don't say that about my daughter, my daughter didn't do it on purpose!"

Zhou Mo looked at the smug Chen Tianjiao with a cold face and said, "A high-ranking mistress is also worthy of the word respect?"

Everyone suddenly realized that they had misunderstood, and then looked at Chen Tianjiao from sympathy to contempt and disgust.

Under the contemptuous eyes of everyone, Chen Tianjiao blushed and wished he could find a hole in the ground and get in.

Suddenly, with a "ding", the elevator door opened, and Zhou Mo stepped in first.

When Chen Tianjiao saw the elevator door open, he wanted to run away quickly, so he lowered his head and rushed into the elevator, but how could Zhou Mo let her in.

The elevator door could be closed tightly when Chen Tianjiao bumped into it. Chen Tianjiao didn't have time to retreat, the closed elevator door staggered back a few times, and fell heavily to the ground.

It caused passers-by to laugh.

This sudden change made Chen Tianjiao's teeth hurt from anger, and he said to himself: Zhou Mo, you wait!

39th floor!
Zhou Qiangqiang lives in a luxury ward. There is a rule in the Central Hospital, in the inpatient building, the higher the floor, the more prestigious the status.

The Fu family is the richest man in T City. Given the relationship between the Zhou family and the Fu family, Zhou Qiangqiang is also on this floor!
So what is her disciple and grandson doing here?
"Bang clang" seemed to be the sound of iron utensils falling to the ground, and Zhou Mo came back from his thoughts.

Glancing at the open ward door, the door sign reads: V987
Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice came out, "What patriarch? Death stick, stop fooling me here, get out of here."

This is... Zhou Qiangqiang's voice, can't it be such a coincidence?

Did the disciples regard her as Zhou Qiangqiang?

Zhou Mo took a few steps to the door of the ward, and he saw a boy wearing a black hat!

There is also Zhou Qiangqiang who has a rosy hospital bed!

The young man frowned slightly, and looked down at the glass slag on the ground, "Why is the patriarch so bad-tempered? It's not the same as the rumors at all."

Zhou Mo's face was dark, the emotional disciple really regarded her as Zhou Qiangqiang, no wonder, he didn't guard around Zhou's house.

"Zhou Mo?"

Seeing Zhou Mo take off his thick makeup and reveal his bright and flamboyant appearance, jealousy made her feel depressed.

Who allowed her to take off her makeup?

Who made her dress so neatly and neatly.

Zhou Qiangqiang pursed her lips, leaned her back against the head of the bed, pulled the quilt, her eyes fixed on Zhou Mo, her complexion changed, "Sister, why are you here?"

She calculated the time correctly, and Fu Chang would come to see her in about 10 minutes. This time, she did not believe that Zhou Mo could not be driven away.

Zhou Mo leaned against the door, pulled the corners of his lips, his eyes were slightly cold, and asked the boy, "What's your name?"

This little disciple is somewhat similar to Xiao Fang De.

The young man closed his eyes with incomparably clear eyes. When he saw Zhou Mo, he instantly felt familiar. That feeling probably meant that this girl was really good-looking.

Bright eyes and white teeth, skin like snow, magnificent and charming, like a woman copied from a painting, extremely beautiful!

Fang Shiji was a little excited, and smiled, "Hello, I...my name is Fang Shiji!"

Sure enough, T city is famous for its many beauties. At the beginning when his senior brother asked him to transfer to this place, he was still unwilling, but now it seems that it is really fragrant.

Seeing Fang Shiji staring at Zhou Mo with stars in his eyes, he was angry for no reason, "Sister, did you call this little magic stick?"

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