The army commander takes love, and the warm wife is poisonous

Su Yan really didn't know how she finished speaking without blushing and heart beating, obviously Mumu said that she was going to kill An Mo, obviously she...is not a person who often lies.

It's just that seeing César treat Mumu like this, she just feels very uncomfortable. Even if they can't be together, at least they still have so many years of childhood affection.

How could you say that about her for an outsider.

César pursed her lips, and there was a barbed sneer in her eyes, "She has done a lot of hurtful things, and it is nothing if I do this."

Su Yan gritted her teeth, feeling a little annoyed, but she also knew that what he said was the truth, and this time Mumu really hurt him when she said that she was going to get married.

"Then, can I go?" Su Yan held back the emotions in her heart, and asked lightly, "Miss An's surgery has already been done for her, so it's useless for me to keep it."

César looked at her, Su Yan had always been on the side of Shenmu, he knew that she looked kind and pleasant, but she protected her weaknesses in her bones, such as her good sister.

Su Yan is not a master of lying, she can't hide it from him at all.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, "Godfather," An Mo's soft voice sounded again, she supported her body, trying to sit up reluctantly, "Don't embarrass Miss Su, she didn't do anything to me."

César noticed her movement and reprimanded in a low voice, "What are you doing, lie down."

An Mo smiled softly, "I've been lying down for too long, I'm uncomfortable, think about it."

César frowned, still leaned over to raise the pillow, and then carefully helped her sit up.

Su Yan inexplicably felt dazzling, turned around and was about to leave.

"Miss Su," An Mo stopped her, "I want to know, where did I offend Miss Shenmu?"

Su Yan turned around and looked at her with a funny face, "Didn't you just say that I didn't do anything to you? Since I didn't do anything, where did you offend Mumu?"

An Mo has a very good temper, and Su Yan's tone was filled with sarcasm, and she didn't care at all, "I know, I offended her, otherwise you wouldn't refuse to operate on me, you didn't intend to harm me, and you didn't You're going to save me, aren't you?"

Su Yan looked at her innocently, "Miss An, where did you say that? Is it because I haven't had surgery? Then someone more capable saved you, so you just say I don't want to save you?"

When Su Yan debated, her eloquence would not lose to An Mo, so she was speechless for a while.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Su Yan smiled again, "As for when you offended others, it's really inappropriate to ask me."

After speaking, he took a last look at César and left the ward.

She really didn't know, where did the master come from, to finish the operation so easily, it's just...unbelievable.

Su Yan bit her lip, and when she reached the gate of the hospital, the black Spyker stopped there quietly. The handsome and cold man leaned lazily on the car door, looking like he was waiting for someone very quietly.

She raised her smiling face, ran over in a few steps, and threw herself into his arms, rubbing her head against his chest like a coquettish cat.

"What's the matter?" A deep and mellow voice rang in her ears, and she lifted her face with her slender fingers, put a kiss on her lips, and then pulled her into her arms.

She pouted and said sullenly, "Someone operated on An Mo, we can leave now."

"You want her to die that much?"

She thought for a while, "No, I don't know her well, but Mumu doesn't want her to live. Mumu seldom targets a person like this. She must have some reason to keep An Mo alive."

Feng Jue opened the car door and gently pushed her in, "You've already done what you can, and since that's the case, don't worry so much."

Gongshen Mu Fei wanted her to die, it was naturally because of her identity problem, of course, he didn't intend to tell Su Yan about these complicated things, and there was no need to know the things she didn't know.

Anyway, she will always live a good life under his wing.

Su Yan put on her seat belt and looked at the man sitting beside her who had already started the car, "You used to be the commander of the army in North America, you and Dongfang Qi should know each other? What kind of person is he? Mu Mu married him Is it reliable?"

Feng Jue asked indifferently, "Gong Shenmu's engagement ceremony, did she invite you to attend?"

"It seems... not." Su Yan just remembered that the engagement ceremony will be next Wednesday, but Shenmu didn't seem to have mentioned her participation at all.

With their relationship, this is unscientific.

Sure enough, it seems that Gong Shen's admiration for that woman is more than a little bit complicated.

"She is the second Miss Yemen, with her father and two older brothers on it, it's not your turn to worry so much, don't think about it," he stretched out his hand to stroke her hair, "Shall we live in Spain from now on? "

Su Yan nodded without thinking, "Okay, if you live there, then we will live there."

She had no recollection of saying that she wanted to stay in London, or that it didn't really matter where she lived, she just needed him by her side.

The only unsatisfactory thing was that she didn't know why she would forget the past. Although she was fine now, the loss of a memory still made her feel like she had lost something.

Airplane from London to New York.

Shenmu sat in the innermost position, curled up with her body, her long hair covering her face, she sat on the chair with her hands holding the armrests of the seat.

"Mumu, what's the matter with you?" Dongfang Qi finally found out that the woman beside him was abnormal, and he put his hand on her forehead, the tentacles were cold and covered in cold sweat.

He was startled, and hurriedly supported the woman's body and leaned against him, only to find that her face was frighteningly pale, and her temple hair was drenched with sweat.

She frowned tightly, as if she was trying her best to endure some great pain, her breathing was short and heavy, like a drowning person, it was difficult to breathe, so she desperately plundered the air.

She is in pain and even she is cold.

Dongfang Qi frowned, "Have you had a seizure?" But the time is wrong.

Shenmu didn't know whether she didn't want to talk to him, or she didn't have the strength to talk to him, so she ignored him as if she didn't hear him.

In fact, Shenmu didn't hear his words at all, what she was thinking was, what is he doing, why is she in such pain?