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Chapter 9 Could it be that Fanxin was moved?

"Your uncle and the others were arranged in another box by me. You can find a reason. I'll say that my brother is sick today and it's not convenient to come out. Let's leave here together."

"Well, I'll call now."

After Song Yuwei made up a good excuse for herself and successfully evaded Lin Huali's invitation to eat with her, Jiang Mo also called him and said that Jiang Cheng was ill as planned.

In the other box, Lin Huali, who received two phone calls almost immediately, looked solemn.

Chen Zimei was very good at observing words and expressions. Seeing this, she couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Lin Huali told the contents of the two phone calls he received just now.

"What? How could it be such a coincidence?"

Ren Yuran exclaimed, her eyes widened in disbelief.

Chen Zimei frowned, knowing that the reason must not be simple, "Isn't this a coincidence?"

Lin Huali just shook his head and didn't say anything.

Ren Yuran clenched the tablecloth tightly, and after looking around several times, he slapped the table angrily.

Snapped--

"Could it be that vixen who bewitched the third young master of the Jiang family?! She must have heard some rumors about the second young master of the Jiang family, so she regretted it and did such a despicable and shameless thing. To escape the engagement?"

The reason why Ren Yuran was so angry was because at a reception, she had a chance encounter with Jiang Mo, the third young master of the Jiang family.

Since then, she has dreamed of him many times...

It's a pity that the two didn't have the chance to meet again, but now Song Yuwei and Jiang Mo seem to have discussed it, one said that there was something to do, and the other said that his brother was ill!

You know, every time they got in touch with the Jiang family, it was the housekeeper of the Jiang family who came forward. Why did it just happen to be Jiang Mo this time? !
"The third young master of the Jiang family, although he is a cynical young master who is not doing his job normally, but his relationship history is very clean, and he doesn't seem like someone who will be easily fascinated by beauty."

Chen Zimei naturally knew what her daughter was thinking, so she had already sent someone to understand Jiang Mo.

Her words were indeed very effective, and Ren Yuran calmed down a lot.

But when she thought of Song Yuwei's stunning beauty, she was very unwilling, "But... aren't men all perverts? What's more, that vixen is not in the same class as ordinary beauties. Maybe Young Master Jiang used to be lecherous just because I haven't met enough beautiful..."

Lin Huali snorted coldly, cast his eyes on his daughter, and asked suspiciously: "Yuran, have you forgotten that her lower body is paralyzed? Do you think that a man can pretend that other defects don't exist just because of his appearance?"

Having said that, he shook his head, "You are still too naive, you are easily aroused by things that do not exist, or it is just a negative thought of yours, without your own unique and rational way of thinking, you will eventually be led by others nose go."

Ren Yuran opened his mouth, wanting to defend himself, but after thinking about it, he stopped.

What Lin Huali said was indeed correct, she almost forgot that the vixen was still a waste!

Young Master Jiang must not be so blind!

Song Yuwei sat in Jiang Mo's car, and the two of them didn't speak a word the whole time.

When she got to the place, Song Yuwei got out of the car, looked at the abandoned chemical plant, narrowed her eyes, "Is he here?"

Jiang Mo nodded, "Yes."

Song Yuwei continued to follow him in, with a few doubts in her heart.

How could they put seriously injured patients in such a simple place with so much money?

On the top floor, there was a hospital bed in a room that looked a little better than the other rooms and was specially cleaned up.

"Ah Mo, who is this you brought?"

The butler of Jiang's family was standing by Jiang Cheng's hospital bed, and when he saw Jiang Mo bringing someone in in a daze, he immediately became vigilant.

"She's my brother's fiancée."

Jiang Mo pushed Song Yuwei in and closed the door.

"Amo, how can you expose your brother's whereabouts to others? What's more, your brother's fiancée was arranged by them. What if she is sent here..."

The butler became more and more nervous as he spoke, and couldn't help but sweat.

Jiang Mo stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, "Uncle Jiang, don't worry."

Steward Jiang took a deep breath, looked at Jiang Mo with a steady expression and firm eyes, after thinking about it, with the third young master's disposition, he is not the kind of person who is so simple that he can be easily deceived.

Song Yuwei had already rolled the wheelchair by herself, and when she reached Jiang Cheng's bedside, she stretched out her hand to cover his wrist.

It was very cold, but the pulse was very weak. If she hadn't probed carefully, she wouldn't be able to detect that he still had a pulse.

"Girl, are you here to see your fiancé?"

"I'm here to heal the sick."

Song Yuwei took out the needle bag she asked Jiang Mo to buy from her pocket, and took out a few from it.

"You, you are a yellow-haired girl with such a body. Have you ever studied medicine? You can't treat my young master randomly..."

The butler stepped forward to stop her.

"Let him go out and don't disturb me."

Song Yuwei uttered a few words in a cold voice, Jiang Mo had no choice but to let the butler go out first.

Jiang Mo talked all kinds of things, but the housekeeper was finally persuaded by him.

When he returned to the room, Song Yuwei had already injected Jiang Cheng with a needle.

His fingers trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Second brother, you're awake!"

Jiang Cheng opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Song Yuwei's cold and beautiful face, and then he looked at Jiang Mo.

"Ah."

With Jiang Mo's support, he sat up and leaned against the pillow.

His face is so beautiful that it is unreal, and it is easy for people to fall into it just by looking at it.

It's just that he was injured too badly, and his face was as pale as paper at the moment.

He moved his lips, and turned his eyes to Song Yuwei, "Why are you here?"

Hearing the nice voice again, Song Yuwei paused, looking at Jiang Cheng's picturesque handsome face, "I..."

Jiang Mo didn't wait for her to speak, so he started to explain for her.

In the end, Song Yuwei only had to nod her head.

"I'll go first." Seeing Jiang Mo getting up, she waved her hand, "No need to send, I'll take a taxi myself."

Song Yuwei didn't stay any longer, she still had plans to implement, so she left directly.

"Brother, this Song Yuwei is so strange. According to my investigation, she has always been a little transparent."

Jiang Cheng stroked the tiger's mouth with his fingers, his deep eyes suddenly narrowed, and his eyes were heavy.

When we met for the first time, her desperate courage and the sense of power in her hands came to mind. She was not influenced by others at all, and she had an innate sense of self-confidence.

He said in a deep voice, "Get married next week, right?"

Jiang Mo was stunned for a moment, not understanding why his second elder brother suddenly cared about marriage. Whether he was awake or sick, he always looked like he had no love in his life.

Could it be that Fanxin was moved?

(End of this chapter)