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"Bai Ye, I don't remember that you hurt Qiao Qinglei smiles happily, and his eyes also fall on the list in Mu Jingcheng's hand, "how Are you in trouble? "

Mu Jing orange alertly put the list behind him and frowned, "it has nothing to do with you!" With that, he turned to leave.

Remembering her own experience, she was afraid to avoid the man in front of her.

"Don't go..." Qiao yinglei reaches for mu Jingcheng's arm. Mu Jing orange disgusted to escape, and then turned to run to the ward.

"Want to run?! It's not that easy! " Qiao Qinglei reaches out his hand again, grabs Mu Jingcheng's arm and pulls her back with fierce force. "I'm not easy"

Mu Jingcheng quickly adjusts her body posture before she doesn't fall.

"What are you doing?! Let go of me Mu Jingcheng struggled hard, but he still couldn't escape his strong hand. Looking at his disgusting expression in front of him, Mu Jingcheng felt upset.

"Mu, don't pretend to be tall with me here!" Qiao Qinglei looked at her scornfully, and his tone was full of sarcasm. "If you had not been attacked by other wild men, you would have been a chicken under my feet now! I tell you, Mu Jingcheng, it's your honor to meet Lao Tzu today. As long as you make a mistake with me, I can let bygones be bygones. I don't care about any wild man or virgin! As long as you are comfortable with me, I promise you to be popular and spicy. Don't say anything about the medical expenses at that time, I'll pay you all the hymen repair expenses! "

"Asshole, let me go!" Mu Jingcheng stares at him angrily. Although he doesn't know why Qiao Qinglei suddenly appears in the hospital, and why he always pursues himself, Mu Jingcheng clearly understands that he can't reason with such a jerk, and has no reason to say, "otherwise I'll call the police!"

"Call the police? You can't do it! " Qiao Qinglei is not afraid, on the contrary, he looks sarcastic. Looking at more and more people watching, Qiao Qinglei became more energetic. "When the police come, what do you say? Said we were old lovers, originally about to fight in the hotel, but you were given by other men? By the way How much did you take that night? Selling price.... "

"Bang", Qiao Qinglei's face was heavily hit, unprepared he, the whole person fell to the ground, a stream of blood from the nose and mouth.

Mujing orange surprised to see Qiao Qinglei fell on the ground, has not reflected what is going on, a tall figure blocked in front of her, "orange, are you ok?"

It's Nangong Yao.

He looked anxiously at the pale girl in front of him and felt a pain in his heart. What has she experienced in these years, and how can she meet the scum of Qiao Qinglei? And what that scum just said So harsh.

Can it be true?

He doesn't believe it!

"Nothing!" Mu Jingcheng shakes his head, but does not dare to look up at Nangong Yao.

She didn't know how much he had heard or how he felt when he saw these things. She only knew that when she was surrounded by people, her dignity was gone. She didn't know what she thought when Qu Shaochen saw all this. She only knew that at this moment, she wanted to stay away and stay away.

Nangong Yao seems to see her inner thoughts, so she pulled her through the crowd and went out.

In the cafe near the hospital, two people sat opposite each other, but mu Jingcheng's head was always low and he didn't speak.

Looking at the mass of paper that she had been holding tightly in her hand, Nangong Yao was curious, but he still endured it.

He ordered a cup of coffee, ordered a cup of juice for mu Jing orange, and then looked at her quietly. Until she raised her head and was willing to look at herself, he said with a little hesitation, "are you in a better mood?"

Mu Jing orange nodded, but the tears in his eyes rolled down.

Nangong Yao has been afraid of her crying since he was a child. Even after so many years, he is still at a loss to watch her cry. He quickly hands over a tissue, but he doesn't know how to persuade her. Tqr1

until Mu Jingcheng took the paper towel and dried his tears, he dared to speak again, "Uncle mu what's happening? How was the operation? "

Mu Jingcheng nodded again, but did not dare to look up at him.

Nangong Yao was the happiest time in her life. At that time, although there was no mother, her father only loved her. She was the little princess of Mu family and the most important person in her father's heart.

And now

She seems to have lost everything in one night, now in front of her is not only the day down so simple, but after the day down, she is still alive.

"That man just now..." Nangong Yao hesitated for a moment, some worried to see her, "do you need me to help you solve?"

"No more." Mu Jingcheng shook his head and looked up at him. "Brother Yao...".

"I'm here!" Nangong Yao looks at her heartily.

"Don't tell anyone about today's events, i...""Others? Do I know anyone else in this city besides you? " Some of Nangong Yao want to be angry. Their intimate relationship has become so strange because of time and geography. He is angry with himself. Why has he only focused on his studies and career and ignored her existence over the years? Why did it take so long for him to come back to her? "Orange, can you tell me what happened

Mu Jingcheng's heart sank, and many things whirled in her brain, but she couldn't say, otherwise the temper of Yi Nangong Yao would help her. But she didn't want to owe anyone, either emotion or money.

"I'll take care of it myself." Mu Jingcheng said and stood up, "I went back to the hospital..."

Nangong Yao took her arm, and her eyes were attracted by the paper ball in her hand again, "what's that?"

"Nothing." Mujing orange moves his hand back, but Nangong Yao grabs it. Mujing orange reaches out and says, "give it to me!"

Nangong Yao turns away from Mujing orange and opens the crumpled paper. Then he finds that it's the hospital's expense list. At this moment, he also understands the root cause of Mujing orange's sad face.

"Oh, I thought it was a love letter." Nangong Yao pretends to smile easily, and then returns the paper to Mujing orange.

After taking over the list, Mu Jingcheng takes a slightly nervous look at Nangong Yao and goes to the door, "I'm going. Goodbye!"

Looking at the way she fled, Nangong Yao breathed heavily. He knew that he was late, but some things might be too late.

Out of the coffee shop, Nangong Yao took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number "benevolence hospital? Help me transfer to the finance office... "