Substitute wife is sweet and sassy

Jiang Yunge passed her carelessly, holding tea and sitting in the master's chair with her legs crossed, appreciating Tang Fei's painful expression.

"If you still want to feel worse, then continue to be angry and angry! In recent years, do you think there is still such a thing as' magic '? I'll give you one last chance. You can choose whether I want to save you. Your life is in your own hands, not me."

Tang Fei's face was very ugly. She endured her abdominal pain, squatted aside and looked up at Jiang Yunge.

Just now, she didn't even touch herself. She shouldn't have tampered with herself. Is there really something wrong with your body?

How did this happen?

She always pays attention to health preservation. She never eats what she can't eat. She drinks nourishing soup every day. Why does her body still have such problems? She said that she had less than a year left. Should she believe this yellow haired girl?

When Tang Fei hesitated, Jiang Yunge said calmly, "there is only a living head less than a year left. It is true to cherish it. Don't worry, I won't care about the dying."

"You... What you said is true? I pay great attention to health preservation every day. How can I have problems?"

Jiang Yunge raised the corner of his mouth: "Mrs. Meng, are you willing to believe me?"

"Do you think I can't believe it now?"

"It sounds as if I'm reluctant. I never like forcing others to do things I don't like. Since Mrs. Meng doesn't believe me, I can't help it. If there's nothing to do, I'll go first. Or shall I call an ambulance for you?"

Tang Fei suddenly grabbed Jiang Yunge's hand, like a straw.

The feeling of more and more pain made her unable to hold on. She had to bow her head to Jiang Yunge: "please, Miss Jiang, help me."

Jiang Yunge smiled with satisfaction: "since you have begged me, I have to try my best to help you."

She said, taking out her needle bag, took out a slender silver needle and asked Tang Fei to stretch out her hand.

Tang Fei looked at the sharp silver needle and was suddenly afraid: "what are you... What are you doing?"

"Haven't you seen it? Of course it's a needle? Do you want to? It still hurts like this?" such a big person is afraid of needles. I don't know how these people have been in the world for decades.

Tang Fei wanted to shrink back, but the severe abdominal pain forced her to summon up the courage to give her hand to Jiang Yunge.

She closed her eyes and didn't dare to see what Jiang Yunge did. I only vaguely felt that she was bitten by a mosquito at the mouth of the tiger in her right hand. Soon, her abdomen seemed to be less painful.

"All right!" Jiang Yunge put away her needle bag. When Tang Fei opened her eyes again, there was no trace on her hand. At this meeting, she no longer had abdominal pain.

She was stunned: "what's the matter with me? It's so magical?"

"Chinese native medicine is broad and profound. You know, it's just the tip of the iceberg. What's strange. However, don't be happy too early. I just stopped your abdominal pain temporarily. This needle will cure the symptoms but not the root cause. If you really want to get better, you can't do this."

Tang Fei immediately frowned: "don't you cure me?"

Jiang Yunge couldn't help laughing: "what does Mrs. Meng think this is? Am I really an immortal? Even if I have immortal means, why should I save a person who doesn't trust me and I don't like it?"

Tang Fei was speechless. Although Jiang Yunge stopped her abdominal pain, she still didn't believe what Jiang Yunge said.

"Since Mrs. Meng doesn't believe what I said, go back and think carefully about whether there is any problem in your daily life. It's often a regular life that gives people a chance to start. I might as well tell you, Mrs. Meng, this is chronic poisoning, which can't be found out by ordinary hospitals. You'd better think about it first. Who may poison you! Mrs. Meng With so many thoughts to deal with me, it's better to think about your situation first and find out those who want to harm you. "

Listening to Jiang Yunge's words, Tang Fei's face became more and more ugly.

It is undeniable that Jiang Yunge is right about all her situations. Coupled with the means she used just now, Tang Fei still has some trust in her.

"I am surrounded by my relatives. I really can't think of who will harm me."

Jiang Yunge laughed: "Mrs. Meng is really naive. Do you think that if they are your relatives, they will not harm you? If you know the face but not the heart, you might as well think about it first. If you die, who will be the biggest beneficiary? Mrs. Meng really doesn't believe it, then go back and observe, brush it out by yourself, find out, and then decide how to deal with it. Mrs. Meng thinks she is the winner in life, Don't make wedding clothes for others in the end. "

Seeing that Tang Fei didn't speak, Jiang Yunge smiled faintly: "today, thank you for Mrs. Meng's hospitality. The tea tastes good. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

She frowned, but didn't stop. She watched Jiang Yunge leave. Tang Fei's heart was full of what Jiang Yunge said to herself.

If she died, who would be the biggest beneficiary?

Jiang Yunge didn't care what Tang Fei would do when she went back. She reminded her that if she didn't want to wake up, she could only say that it was her life.

The world envies the life of rich and noble families, but what she sees is more intrigues among rich and powerful families, how dangerous. Those who hurt you are often the closest people around you. Although she didn't know who had poisoned Tang Fei, Jiang Yunge was sure that the other party was looking for an expert.

Now there is such an invisible means of killing people. Jiang Yunge is curious about who taught the other party to poison.

When she left the teahouse, she looked at the time. It was useless to go back to class. She simply took a taxi home. Seeing many people driving by themselves on the road, Jiang Yunge suddenly felt that he should also prepare a car for transportation. After all, it's really inconvenient for yujingyuan to go to school, and she doesn't like to always ask the driver to pick her up.

Sometimes, she also wants to go to a place alone.

Back home, Jiang Yunge looked up the car information on the computer. Because he was so absorbed, he didn't even know that Jun Yan came back.

When Jun Yan came in, he saw Jiang Yunge sitting in front of the French window with his notebook. The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on her, which immediately warmed the whole house. Jun Yan felt at home for the first time. He deliberately slowed down and came behind Jiang Yunge to see what the girl was doing.