Agent Baby I President Daddy You Demon

【263 decision】

"That girl, where are you now?"

"I left the next day after the young master was cured of the virus. I also checked the girl's whereabouts, but I don't know if she was hidden or she died. There is no information about her."

Meng Yao nodded, and ordered: "You don't want to show up in the near future."

"Old madam, last time I told you that Nangong's headquarters picked you up..."

"You don't have to come here, I will take care of myself."

Steward Shen was silent for a while, before saying: "Madam is going to the headquarters, I hope you won't forget what you promised me..."

"Shen Tuo, I won't forget what I promised. Besides, it's not just because of you this time! Just stay on the island and do your business."

The other side answered and hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone, Meng Yao's feet softened, and he leaned against the wall, almost falling.

It was her—the adopted girl eight years ago, this woman.

In this world, is there really such a coincidence?

So that child, could it be Ah Jue's?

Could that child... be her grandson... But Nangong Mo now recognizes it!

A bad premonition began to sway in her heart... But she couldn't figure it out...

Eight years, such a coincident time, even if she couldn't completely deny the possibility of Nangong Mo, but if that was her grandson...

She hesitated, hesitated, unable to make a decision.

"lady."

A subordinate's report sounded in his ears, Meng Yao raised his expression, and said coldly: "Have you found out who did it?"

The subordinate listened to him and whispered a few words to Mengyao, Mengyao's expression changed slightly.

She pursed her lips and closed her eyes.

After thinking for a while, she walked to the window, opened the window, and the scent of flowers hit her all over her body. For a moment, she couldn't help but think of Lu Lan who was a child and danced in front of her with a bouquet of wild chrysanthemums. Innocently asked about his own appearance.

"Auntie, will Ah Jue marry me in the future?"

"Of course, you have already engaged in marriage."

"But Ah Jue is so cold, if I marry him, I'm afraid I'll freeze to death."

"Xiaolan, what nonsense are you talking about? No matter how cold Ah Jue is, didn't he turn his back on you, save you, and was the first to rush over when he saw you in danger?"

Lu Lan smiled innocently, as beautiful as the morning glow, "Well, then Ah Jue can only marry me in the future, and he is not allowed to marry anyone else."

Meng Yao couldn't help but laugh, "No one is allowed?"

陆蓝思考着，望向身后躲在树荫下的小人儿，歪头笑起来，“好吧，那允许他娶千凝，要是敢娶除了我和千凝的女人，我揍死他！ "

Even though it was children's words, Meng Yao's eyes were still moist when it echoed.

This is the only chance to make up for Xiaolan, the only one.

She faced out of the window for a long time before she finally made up her mind and ordered in a cold voice: "Destroy the evidence about the Lu family, I don't want anyone other than you and me to know about it."

The men in black nodded and left.

Meng Yao took off his sunglasses and wiped away his tears with his fingers, only to realize that at some point, the wind had already dried them up without a trace.

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"Put me down," Zhizhi sighed, and pushed Nangong Mo's chest, "Your legs and feet are inconvenient, and walking with me will only make you more tired. Besides, your body has not recovered yet, so you can't be too tired."

Nangong Moyubai's complexion was slightly rosy, he smiled and said, "Are you worried about me, or do you not want me to hug you?"

"You just pretend that I'm worried about you."

Zhizhi jumped off him and walked towards the hospital with him, "Thank you for helping me out."

"I just told the truth, it's not a rescue," Nangong Mo replied, turning to look at her, "If I hadn't arrived, would you have told Nangong Jue the truth?"

Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, then hesitated and said, "It should... yes."

"I always thought you didn't want to say it," he said softly, walked to the side of the car, and opened the door, "If you answer that way, I'll feel relieved."

Zhizhi sat in silently, "I have already decided to quit the long-term mission to the Nangong family, and I will never have anything to do with it again, so I don't have anything to say."

Nangong Mo took a deep look at her, and sat in, "Shishi has been transferred to the hospital where I live, and I will take you there to see him first."

Zhizhi nodded, raised his head and asked, "Nangong Mo, it's impossible for you to come here by such a coincidence. Did you misuse your ability again?"

Nangong Mo chuckled, "No, I came here for a diagnosis before, and I came here to get the medical records."

Zhizhi has a look of contempt that you can't make up.

She solemnly said: "Don't use your abilities indiscriminately. Do you know that the way you got shot that day scared me to death? Also, why did you leave the hospital so casually? Didn't Han Ze say that he would take good care of you? Is it? And Ji Yu, why did you let me out..."

Nangong Mo stared at her scolding him, looked at her smiling, and said nothing.

This kind of moment is unparalleled happiness, and he really can't bear to interrupt it.

Zhizhi noticed that he had been silent, so she stopped to look at him, "Are you deliberately not listening to me?"

"I'm afraid to listen to your words a few more times, how dare you!" He smiled and raised his hand, "I surrender, and I will be obedient in the future and not make random prophecies."

Through the shirt, Zhizhi saw that he was still wrapped in bandages, so she grabbed his arm and put it down, sighing: "Okay, if you lift it so high, the wound will burst open, and Han Ze will blame me again when he sees it. "

Nangong Mo hummed, put down his hand, and sat on the back seat next to her, without moving.

The driver sent them to the hospital. Nangong Mo and Zhizhi entered the ward where Shitou was, and saw Han Ze wearing a white coat to record the examination of Xiaoshitou.

Zhizhi asked in surprise, "Has Han Ze been hired?"

Han Ze shook his head: "Can such a small place hire me? The BOSS bought this place for the convenience of recuperating from injuries. I am now the dean here."

Zhizhi turned to look at Nangong Mo, and sighed, "Boss is indeed a rich man who spends money like dirt."

Nangong Mo didn't reply, just smiled gently.

(Thank you dear 18255164508 for the silent red envelope, ╭(╯3╰)╮)