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Chapter 365 Nosebleed When Embarrassed

Chapter 365 Nosebleed When Embarrassed
"Then check it out quickly!" Rong Jinbei rubbed the center of his brows irritably, and waved his hand: "By the way, and, when she goes out in the future, two more cars and four bodyguards will be added to guard her."

It seems that there are still many people who want to deal with Qin Yise.

She is like this, those people still refuse to let her go?
The corner of Rong Jinbei's mouth curled up, with a cruel sneer on his face, there were always some eyesless flies bumping into him, so he would just pick one and clean it up, as a gift in return!
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After the dinner party in the evening, when I returned to the villa, the servant came down from upstairs after packing up a lot of things.

And all packed, it seems to be a gift.

He stopped in his tracks and asked casually, "What's in it?"

The servant said politely: "Young Master Rong, it's all Missy's stuff here. Madam Qin put it away before, and now she's calling Miss Yi Se, asking us to send it over."

Rong Jinbei frowned.

"Throw it at the door and let her come and get it by herself!"

How dare he bother his woman with such a trivial matter.

Don't even look at who you are!
and many more
Miss, Qin Yise's sister?

How could he have forgotten that she still has half-brothers and sisters in this world!
Qin Zhentian does not match her bone marrow, and there is at least a glimmer of hope among the immediate family members.

On the plane thousands of miles away, Qin Ziqing had already boarded the flight back home. She flipped through the magazines on her lap and sneezed without warning.

He rubbed his nose hard twice, wrapped the shawl tightly around his body, and looked at the white clouds outside the window, like cotton candy, which made people feel soft and confused.

City C, after a long absence, after 20 years, I finally returned to this land.

In the Qin family villa, the servant looked at the packed boxes in embarrassment, and said to Rong Jinbei regretfully: "The young lady and Miss Qin are sisters anyway, and these things are very precious to her. Something is wrong, if there is a mistake..."

"Just let it go and do as I tell you!"

Rong Jinbei remained indifferent, and went upstairs after giving his orders lightly.

Qin Yise had just finished washing, and was startled when she saw someone suddenly appearing in the bedroom.

"Are you back?" She walked towards him while wiping her hair.

"Ah."

The man took the towel, responded lightly, and finished wiping her hair for her.

Every fiddle was very gentle, "Did you go for a checkup today?"

After being asked such a question, Qin Yise became a little nervous.

Rong Jinbei's tall body stood against the light, the shadow enveloped her, and there was an invisible sense of oppression.

Qin Yise didn't have time to think about it, her mind was still in chaos, so she pushed her against the wall.

The petite body was completely included in the arms of the other party.

"What are you doing... as soon as you come back..."

She opened her mouth intermittently, with the wall behind her, there was no way she could retreat.

In a panic, she could only dodge with her face tilted, but Rong Jinbei took the first step and clasped her hands tightly to the wall, unable to move at all.

Qin Yise's whole body was numb, and she wanted to resist but couldn't make a sound. Suddenly her nose felt cold, and she started to have this situation again
After the onset of this disease, her body became more and more delicate, and she could see problems when she disagreed with her.

Rong Jinbei looked at the warm and scarlet liquid, winding and flowing, and his breath stagnated.

My heartstrings seemed to be pulled tightly by something, and I couldn't think about anything!
The symptoms of nosebleeds can't help but remind people of a terminal illness. If this continues, will she lose too much blood and die?

(End of this chapter)

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