Rich family game, sky-high price young mistress!

Chapter 8 Encounter in a panic!Things were packed very quickly, and it only took a blink of an eye. Mo Qingfei had already packed her luggage, and she seemed anxious as if she was afraid that Lin Suyun would leave her alone.

After checking the room carefully again, after making sure that there was nothing missing, Lin Suyun reached out and stopped a taxi, and the two walked away without the slightest nostalgia, feeling extremely heartless.

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hospital.

Reaching out to lightly touch the insulation box in his arms, Mo Wan breathed a sigh of relief when he felt the temperature spreading from his fingertips.

Although Dad is still infusion, he can eat it as soon as he wakes up. Maybe Dad has already woken up when she enters the ward. She always has this thought in her heart...

When the number of red words climbed to four, Mo Wan stepped out of the elevator and trotted towards the ward.

She just ran around the corner, and before she could raise her head, her body was slammed into the ground by a force. She couldn't help but groan in pain. At the same time, the lid of the heat preservation box was loosened, and the porridge inside was in a mess. spilled out.

With a cry of surprise, Mo Wan sat on the ground in such a state of embarrassment, ignoring the heat and pain coming from his body, and hurriedly tightened the heat preservation box.

"Huan, congratulations on winning the lottery." A gloating voice sounded.

"Many things..." There was a little warning in the deep and magnetic voice, which was mixed with just the right amount of hoarseness, sexy, and sultry.

Hearing this, Mo Wan's hand that was on the insulation box paused, and his brows were slightly frowned. For some reason, he always felt that such a voice seemed to have been heard somewhere before, and it seemed so familiar. Could it be an illusion?

Looking up, she moved her eyes and looked over, but when she saw the man standing in front of her, she froze in a daze as if struck by lightning.

The high-end custom-made suit was pressed against his long and muscular body, the lines on his face were deep and handsome, as perfect as a sculpture, and he was none other than Pei Yihuan.

At this time, his slightly lowered eyes were falling on the black silk shirt, and the sticky porridge even flowed down the shirt slowly...

His handsome brows were furrowed, and a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes as deep as pure ink. Instead of looking at the culprit on the ground, he stretched out his long arms and landed in front of Owen's eyes. His thin lips were tightly pursed. Draw a straight line; "Paper!"

Owen raised his narrow peach eyes, and said with a smile, "President Pei, I'm sorry, I've never had the habit of carrying paper with me..."

"Owen!" Pei Yihuan's voice was completely low, with a half-bright and half-dark fire.

"Why are you so angry? If President Pei doesn't believe it, then come and search..."

Owen stood in front of Pei Yihuan very generously, with a few large characters written on his bewitching face - you can do whatever you want!

Between the two of them talking, Mo Wan finally pulled back her broken thoughts, but her head was still buzzing, as if it was about to explode.

She thought a lot, thought a lot, but no matter what, she never thought that the person she met would be him!

Just glanced at him, and in an instant, what happened that night hit her like a tide, and she was so heavy and depressed that she was almost out of breath.

That night, cowardice, humiliation, helplessness, panic, pain, despair, filled her world...

I don't want to think about everything about that night, and I don't want to see the people that night, the chaos in my head, but the only thought is extremely clear and extremely determined, she wants to escape!

She didn't go to get the insulation box on the ground, and taking advantage of the two of them not paying attention, she struggled to support her painful body, lowered her head, and said something vaguely; "I'm sorry..."

Then, she moved quickly and was about to slip past the two of them, but a voice called her abruptly on the spot; "Miss, please stay!"

The body is not good, the temperature has dropped suddenly these few days, and the IV drip was given again. Yesterday, the update was interrupted, but the wedge wrote 1000 the day before yesterday, and today I wrote more than [-]. Today is the last day of the drip. After tomorrow, the update will return to normal!