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Boye drove Jiang Fengmei and Shi Yimo to the hospital first, while Tang Chao and Shangguan Ye stayed in the imperial court.
The interlaced street lights hit the windshield, and the anger on Boye's handsome face appeared and disappeared. Shi Yimo fell into Jiang Fengmei's arms. He seemed to be unable to get rid of the pain in his sleep, and occasionally he would moan softly.
"Mr. Bo, what will you do to Shiya?"
She patted Shi Yimo's shoulder to comfort her. Although Qin Shiya did go too far, she knew that the girl was not bad after being in contact with her for so long, she was just willful.
Boye raised his eyes and looked in the rearview mirror. The fine sweat on Shi Mo's forehead made his eyebrows tighten. He leaned on the window lattice with one hand and rubbed his fingertips repeatedly on his thin lips, as if he was thinking about it.
Jiang Fengmei noticed the man's eyes narrowing at night. She recalled Qin Shiya's dying appearance before leaving. Tang Chao's kick on her stomach was too hard. Qin Shiya threw her out and broke the toilet door, and then lay down on her stomach. There was no movement on the ground.
She was still frightened and couldn't get an answer from Boye. Her face dropped slightly and she didn't dare to continue asking.
Maserati speeds up under the moonlit night, the lights covering the windshield flash by, and the wheels ripple with crystal luster, making it dazzling.
He had already arranged a doctor at the People's Hospital through connections, and Jiang Fengmei accompanied her for a series of examinations. Until Shi Yimo lay down in the VIP ward for infusion, her hanging heart was finally settled.
Fortunately, the beating didn¡¯t last long. Fortunately, there were no internal injuries and he could recover after being left in the water for two days.
Boye went outside to smoke a cigarette before coming in. He asked the doctor about her condition, and his tense handsome face relaxed after knowing that she was fine.
There were outsiders on the sofa, and Jiang Fengmei looked cautious. The corners of her mouth were swollen. However, the doctor had given her medicine and the swelling should subside tomorrow.
In the bathroom earlier, she remembered what Shangguan Ye said to the group of people: If you dare to change my face, I will disfigure you!
"Compared to the Tang Dynasty, he didn't use harsh words, but she knew that his methods were more cruel than Shangguan Ye.
Qin Shiya has learned a terrible lesson this time. Shi Yimo is right. She cannot learn how to be warm and gentle in human relationships. Sooner or later, life will teach her a separate education lesson.
Boye sat for a while and left after receiving a call from Shangguan Ye. Jiang Fengmei stayed to take care of her. The next morning Tang Chao came over, and the perfect figure broke in. Shi Yimo had woken up early, sitting on the hospital bed eating porridge, with a hanging bottle hanging on his left hand.
Shi Yimo raised his eyes. The man was wearing home clothes today. His thin lips were slightly hooked. His gentle and jade-like appearance had fascinated many nurses when he passed by the corridor just now.
"Compared with the sinister nature revealed by wearing a pure black suit, he looks more tender. If a few people don't know about it, they will definitely think that he is an angel who has fallen into the mortal world. What woman doesn't love a gentle and elegant man?
"It's a pity, the face of an angel, the heart of a devil.
He opened his long legs towards her and stood beside her, blocking the warm sun that was shining into her outside the window. There were two big hands stroking Shi Yimo's head. I wonder if he really regarded her as his own cat?
Tang Chaoqi lowered his body and opened his thin lips next to her ear, "Momo, you've calculated it well, right? You can shorten the number of days you spend with me by lying in the hospital for a few days."
He said it as if he had suffered a huge loss, and Shi Yimo almost spit the porridge in his mouth onto his face. Look at that Satanic smile, it was so inconsistent.
With an indifferent expression, she turned over and put the porridge on the bedside table. Tang Chaohe was patted on her thigh, and Shi Yimo stared at him, "What are you doing?"
"Go to sleep."
"what you up to?"
Tang Chao opened her quilt and squeezed in. Shi Yimo had to lean in. The man made a rustling sound when he lay down. He hooked his arms hard and she quickly fell into his arms. , even Shi Yimo couldn't break free.
She pushed him, Tang Chao lowered his long eyelashes, and the tiredness on his face finally showed.
"I have to get back all the debt you owed while you were in the hospital." He held down Shi Yimo's moving body and opened his eyes suddenly. Shi Yimo's chest felt a little tight, and he hurriedly pushed away the money he put on his chest. hand.
"Don't act nonsense, this is a hospital."
She believes that this man can do anything.
Seeing her panic, Tang Chao pulled her up slightly, kneaded it for a few times, then relaxed it, and continued to close his eyes to rest. He might be really sleepy. It didn't take long for him to breathe shallowly, and half of his face was covered. The sun dyes it golden.
When Jiang Fengmei came back from getting medicine from the nurse's station, she saw two people lying on the bed. Shi Yimo was lying flat on his back. Tang Chao's hand around her neck was resting beside her ear. He could tell by looking at the curve of the curve under the quilt. As it turned out, one of the man's legs was still resting on her body domineeringly.He breathed evenly into her neck, causing itching to be unbearable. Although the man had a great figure, the weight placed on her thin body was somewhat too much to bear.
Jiang Fengmei opened the half-open door, but she was not disturbed by this beauty. She hooked her lips and met Shi Yimo's eyes.
Shi Yimo is better than her in everything, and even the men they meet are completely different.
She laughed at herself and put the medicine bag on the bedside table. Thinking of Gao Weiling, it was not difficult to see how much the senior liked Shi Yimo at the beginning, but now this slightly warm scene between her and Tang Chao was the greatest sign of respect for the deceased. irony.
Jiang Fengmei folded her body and closed the curtains. The slanting sunlight was blocked and the room was somewhat dark. Only in this way could she cover up the warmth that should not exist.
She put away Shi Yimo¡¯s leftover breakfast and kept their voices as low as possible so as not to disturb the sleeping man.
"Yimo, is he nice to you?"
She sat on the edge of the bed on the other side, looking over Shi Yimo's body to look at Tang Chao's confused face. He exuded gentleness and elegance that could not be seen in Shangguan Ye.
¡°Hehe, this is the difference, the unfairness of fate.
Shi Yimo lowered his eyes slightly and nodded after a while.
Compared to Shangguan Ye, the Tang Dynasty definitely treated her better. Unfortunately, Shi Yimo and Jiang Fengmei were two completely different people. She had a stubborn temper, an arrogant temperament, and was extremely self-aware.
"Following this kind of man is torture. When she wakes up every day, her reason will tell her how unbearable her current status is. She cannot greet the rising sun and can only wait eagerly for the day she leaves."
What she wants is simple, simple work and simple life.
Whether you live well or not does not depend on your current living conditions, but on your principles and persistent vision. No amount of money can buy this.
Shi Yimo did not do well, not at all.
Jiang Fengmei nodded, "As long as you live a good life."
She took Shi Yimo's hand. Her hand was warm under the quilt, but the other one was very cold.
Since when did Shi Yimo¡¯s hands become so warm? And hers was still very, very cold.
"Yimo, have you forgotten your senior?"
Her sudden words made Shi Yimo jump up and Jiang Fengmei's eyes burned so hard that she turned away and didn't dare to look.
How could you forget? Gao Weiling's death had something to do with her. What Gao's parents said was true. She was the murderer who killed Gao Weiling. How great would it have been if she had held his hand tightly that night?
She could completely explain the photos Tang Chao sent, but her stubborn temper did not allow her to do so, and she could not blame others.
"I heard that the murderer who killed the senior was driving drunk. Unfortunately, he was powerful and did not receive the punishment he deserved." Jiang Fengmei's eyes didn't know where to go. She held Shi Yimo's hand with a fierce gaze. She has always been a weak woman, but this time she was resentful for the person she loved deeply, and she knew that her love for Gao Weiling was not half as good as that of Meimei.
"Yimo, I really wish that family members would die!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com