Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

At the same time, Mu Jingxi, who was in the presidential office of the Han Palace, stood up angrily.

His handsome face was gloomy, the veins on his forehead jumped violently, and his voice was repressed and restrained. "My uncle also doubted Joan?"

Zhou muting sat at his desk with no waves in his eyes. He seemed to be stating a fact, "Joan has motive and suspicion."

"I said that I allowed her to call back to country a. I also gave her the phone. She was just homesick, not...... "

Before he finished, Zhou muting interrupted, "did you hear her call with your own ears?"

A light sentence completely interrupted Mu Jingxi's words.

His thin lips closed into a line. He had never heard of it, but he believed that Joanne would not reveal secrets!

She has no reason to do so!

"Jingxi, don't forget your identity and responsibilities." Zhou muting rubbed his forehead with one hand. "What's your mission, do you remember?"

The man's tall body, stiff, but loud, "protect the country!"

"So, what's your position now?"

What is his position?

Is it the country or her?

When he left the Han Palace, his mobile phone rang. Xia Lin's voice was flustered, "major mu, Miss Qiao fainted again!"

"What's going on?"

When he left the hospital today, wasn't he still well?

Well, how could you faint again?

Xia Lin simply said it again. Mujing's face suddenly became gloomy. Did... She know?

Let the guards drive to the Royal hospital immediately.

Qiao ran and Bo Wenze came to the hospital with nourishing soup and Lu Meng's small glutinous rice. The large ward was empty. When asked, they learned that Qiao an fainted again and was sent to the emergency room.

For two days in a row, he fainted twice and entered the emergency room twice.

The iron heart can't bear it.

Qiao Huo's body shook and almost fainted. Bo Wenze quickly helped her, "Xiao Huo, are you okay?"

"Aunt, how are you?"

The little glutinous rice was so anxious that tears pattered down, "grandma, grandma, are you okay? Don't scare little glutinous rice, sobbing... "

His breathing was stifling, and Qiao ran beat his heart with one hand, "my poor Joe... Why is this..."

Mu Jingxi, who came to hear the news, arranged for Joe to enter the ward and rest first.

Little glutinous rice cried and became a tearful man. He kept holding Lu Meng's hand in fear.

After asking the doctor to examine Qiao ran, Mu Jingxi came to little glutinous rice and squatted down slowly.

"Little glutinous rice, stop crying." Mu Jingxi raised her hand painfully and wiped away the tears on her face.

"Wuwu..."

Mu Jingxi slowly opened his arms, "come on, uncle hug."

The little hand loosened Lu Meng's hand, and the little glutinous rice jumped into his arms. The two small arms tightly hugged his neck and cried out of breath, "uncle, what's the matter with grandma?"

"Grandma is fine, but some blood surges up and her head is dizzy. Just lie down and have a rest. Don't worry. "

"What about Ma Ma?" The little guy was sobbing.

Mu Jingxi's heart was aching. He took a handkerchief and wiped her tears. "You're numb. She'll be fine, too. My uncle promised you."

He won't let Joanne have anything, at any cost.

Little glutinous rice sucked his nose, buried his head in his neck and choked, "can little glutinous rice trust his uncle?"

"Of course, you can trust your uncle."