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When he came out again, the old man was no longer a white coat, not a white dress, but a black color opposite white.

The whole body was wrapped in a black.

"A 'huge' eyeglass frame, a black hat, the old man is a full armed man."

With the door slamming, there was only Xing Fei who was lying on the couch sleeping in the house.

MS International President Office.

Li Mu knocked in at the door.

"President, there is a doctor who claims to be able to cure diseases and says he wants to see you. He says he is an old man."

"Let him in."

"Yes."

When he quit, Li Mu hid his doubts in his heart very well, and informed the front desk staff on the first floor to put the people up.

Then, Li Mu began to do his own business.

A few minutes later, the president's office door was closed and the atmosphere in the office was heavy.

The two men were drawn up and looked at each other and no one was allowed.

The old man entered the door, he said nothing, and looked at the ink in cold and unfriendly manner.

Mo resist the wind naturally not to show weakness, so two people came to a silent war without smoke and no sound.

After a while, the war ended with the old man moving his eyes away.

"I can save people, but you have to promise me a condition."

"You said."

"Leave their mother and daughter."

"It's impossible." The sound is a little cold.

The old man always had an emotion in his eyes, which made people unable to see the depth.

"The little girl is just hanging on a little medicine now, and at most half a month can see the world changing. If she doesn't want her to die, you must promise me."

The old man is very persistent about the problem.

"Leave their mother and daughter, and trouble won't get them involved." The old man repeated it again.

"It's impossible." That's the same sentence.

It is no matter that he is selfish, or whether he does not care about Xiaoyu's life and death. In short, others can never stand in his position to experience this feeling.

Since then, there is no right to show his and Gu xiatong's behavior.

Xiaoyu wants to save, and he will not let go.

That's his attitude.

"It seems that the negotiations today have failed."

And the old man is going to stand up.

"Wait a minute." Ink is protected against the wind.

"Say."

"Why did you tell her that I was her fiance after she lost her memory seven years ago after she had an accident?"

Ink Yufeng has been saving this doubt, sometimes not to think, once to think, will not let go.

It will be held to the end.

"I don't believe you didn't investigate me." The old man has deep eyes and looks at the arm of the ink.

"Don't forget that I treated you for the injury you suffered in England."

"It did." Ink is not to hide this.

It's just not going forward.

The old man's information is almost zero, like it appears in vain.

"You have been around them for more than ten years. You can buy people without asking for return, and give them more preferential treatment, so that they can be heartbroken to you. Do you say I am right?"

Mo Yufeng stood opposite the old man and looked at each other face to face with him.

"It was just a moment ago. I saw your news on international channel. She must have a purpose after returning home. I was looking for a strong support for her."

Even if the old man did not name and name, it was not too complicated to say, but Mo Yufeng made up the rest of the plot.

"There are three families of Tan family and Mu family in s city. Tan family has only two daughters, and the family bottom is not more abundant than other families. Therefore, Xia Tong is a mu family, and she can marry Xu family in the three families. In summary, you have no reason to choose me."

So what Mo Yu Feng considers is the question of faith and disbelief.

"Love believe it or not." The old man sneered, and did not look at the ink against the wind, and went out of the door.

Looking at the old man's back, the eyes of the ink wind gradually became deep.

The old man did save him and cured him of his arms.

But as Mo Yufeng said, the old man was not vague in any way but medical treatment.

At least hide your Kung Fu, it is getting stronger and stronger.

Before leaving work in the afternoon, Mo Yufeng received a call from luoyuhan again.

"What's the matter with that?"

"The person who gave you this virus should be under the control of or close to the hell. So you actually had a long time of association with the family of the underworld with Stacey. Am I right?"

Mo Yufeng asked in public.

Luoyuhan, now, is a stranger in front of him.Luoyuhan's heart panicked and almost fell off the windowsill.

"Yes or no, what's the difference? It's all for the same purpose. " Luo Yuhan's answer is ambiguous.

"Let's meet." Mo Yufeng thinks of the antidote in the mouth of Luoyu culvert.

"Well, I'll wait for you at home."

"Luoyuhan, you'd better pray that you really have the antidote, not to fool people with the mystery."

This is the warning of Mo Yufeng.

Hang up the phone, Mo Yufeng simply cleaned up, then went downstairs to luoyuhan's home.

When it arrived, there was a candlelight dinner on the table, and all the lights around it were dark.

Then a piece of darkness, Mo Yufeng noticed a sharp knife against the back.

Subsequently, Luo Yuhan came out of the darkness, and the expression on his face had no waves and no waves.

"Hands up, sit down!"

A yell, luoyuhan face a cold.

What I need most is forbearance.

For Luo Yuhan's medicine, Mo Yufeng sits down according to his words.

Luo Yuhan's body fell on the legs of Mo Yufeng and sat on it.

Mo Yufeng frowns, not adapted to such close contact with other women.

It made him feel disgusted.

It's a little queasy.

and Luo Yu Han's strong pungent perfume smell is intolerable.

Mo Yufeng directly pushed Luoyu culvert away, stood up and looked at Luoyu culvert, "antidote to me."

"How about a night with me? Just one night, and then I'll give you the antidote

Luoyuhan was pushed to the ground and didn't sit up directly. Instead, he winked at Mo Yufeng from this angle.

She admitted that she was intentional, it depends on whether Mo Yufeng is willing to.

"How about a life-threatening antidote for you, Ms International President one night, loss?"

Mo Yufeng frowns deeper.

Theoretically, it is impossible to agree, but reason tells Mo Yufeng that Xiao Yu's health is directly related to Gu xiatong.

Luo Yuhan is to seize this point, in order to unscrupulously open the mouth to trade.

"As long as one night, after tonight, we will go back to the bridge and back to the road. Even if I happen to see you in the street, I will not know you."

"Can't help it?" Mo Yufeng suddenly laughs at the tunnel.

Luo Yuhan wants to stay with him for a night. He knows it's not a good thing.

At least not for him.