Mr.Huo spoils his wife deeply

On the way home, Mo didn't talk much.

Rong an looked in the rearview mirror from time to time and drove the car attentively.

Back to Lishui bay villa, Mo only asked the servant to move the suitcase to the second bedroom.

It was late. She went into the bathroom and took off her coat. Only then did she find that there were a little blood stains on her neck, including on her white bottomed shirt.

At a glance, it was shocking.

Mo only looked at the blood, as if a man had pressed her on the door.

The eyes are deep, and it seems that there is a dark tide surging. If you kiss her hard, it is clear that you are angry.

The only thing Mo doesn't understand is that since he said so freely that she could divorce her grandfather directly, why did she really mention it and he was so angry? Even angry enough to spit blood?

**

The next morning.

Aunt Zhou is loading a thermos.

Seeing Mo's only one coming downstairs, she immediately said, "princess, I've asked the doctor. Young master Xiao needs to fast these days, so I cooked chicken soup and brought it to you."

Mo only sipped his small mouth, "shall I take it?"

"Yes."

"Did I say I was going to see him in the hospital?" Mo only turned around and stretched lazily. "The sun is very good today, aunt Zhou. Help me drag the recliner to the balcony. I want to read there."

"... OK." Aunt Zhou can only promise.

Chicken soup was sent to the hospital by the driver.

In the hospital ward at that time, Zhan Yao looked at Xiao Yebai, "are you okay? Why, I heard the doctor say you vomited blood again last night? "

"I can't die." The man's voice is cold, and his face is even colder.

It was cold enough in Nancheng today. Zhan Yao just felt that the ward was like an ice cellar. The cold wind blew on his back.

With two coughs, Zhan Yao wandered around the ward.

Sure enough, it's worthy of being an advanced VIP ward. It's more luxurious than the house he lives in. Luxury doesn't work, but

Why is the ward empty, not even a bunch of flowers?

Zhan Yao couldn't help it again. "Why are you here alone? Where's your little princess? Why don't you have a servant? It should not be. The president of Tangtang Mohs is so miserable when he is ill? "

Xiao Yebai continued to speak coldly, "didn't you say that she can't come in the countryside?"

Zhan Yao coughed twice, "come on, man, I lied to you on purpose yesterday. I heard from the field that the little princess came here last night. Why is she..."

"Dare you mention the field?"

Zhan Yao's back was cold again. "What's the matter?"

Xiao Yebai narrowed his black eyes and turned his face out of the window.

"Isn't it? You and the little princess have a conflict because of the field?"

Xiao Yebai didn't speak.

But the answer is clear.

Zhan Yao patted his thigh and said, "if I lie in the trough, I will be guilty. What I want is to let the field come to the hospital and stimulate the little princess, so that she can know that your boy is still popular and that women have a good relationship, so that she can know how to cherish it. I see! "

He pointed to Xiao Yebai, "according to your sullen character, there must be no explanation? So the little princess misunderstood that you had an affair with the field, didn't you? You can't do it. Man, it's not easy to create such a good opportunity for you. You have to die by yourself and pretend to be dumb all day long? The little princess is your wife, aren't you? To be so cold to your wife? "

After talking for a long time, Xiao Yebai still didn't respond at all.

It's more than nine o'clock, and no Mohist has come to visit, not even stuttering... Zhan Yao sees that he is really "poor". After thinking about it, he takes out his mobile phone, "what, you have a good rest, I'll go out."

……

Outside the ward, Zhan Yao called Mo Yi directly, "little princess, are you in Lishui Bay?"

"What's the matter?"

"It's all right. I'll see you later." Zhan Yao hung up.

**

Mo only put down his mobile phone, picked up the book and continued to look.

It's windy today, so the sky in Nancheng is very blue without any clouds.

The huge glass window blocked all the cold wind outside, and the warm winter sun directly projected in, sprinkling a little brilliance on the floor.

She was lying on the couch, covered with thick and soft blankets. After reading for a while, she was a little sleepy.

Until the phone rings again.

Mo picked up the phone with a little impatience.

Ling Zhizhou?

"Hello."

"Sister Xue, I'm in Xuyuan village. Where are you?"

"Ah?" Mo only frowned, "but I went home yesterday."

"Really?" There was obvious loss in Ling Zhizhou's voice, "it's so unfortunate. I told you yesterday that I'm going to find you in the past two days."

"Sorry, my husband was suddenly hospitalized, so..."

"Is Mr. Xiao all right?" Ling Zhizhou asked immediately.

"It's no big deal." The only thing Mo doesn't want to say is, "I have something to do now. Let's get together next time."

"OK, sister, you should pay more attention to your health."

"Yes."

**

An old courtyard in Xuyuan village.

After hanging up the phone, Ling Zhizhou's handsome face gradually became gloomy.

Fingers clenched the phone tightly, the back of the hand was dark blue with cold, but the joints turned white with force.

I don't know how long later, a cold voice suddenly sounded next to me, "how? Failed again? "

Ling Zhizhou suddenly turned back, "are you following me?"

The man was dressed in black, and the evil cold raised one side of his thin lips, "Zhizhou, I have said many times, you can't."