Hospital.

Duan Fei hung up the phone, lay on the bed and closed her eyes.

Several servants looked at each other with different expressions.

Not long after, someone knocked on the door.

The servant hurriedly walked over and asked, "Who are you?"

"Hello." Zhuo Yu looked at her in surprise, then at the servants in uniforms in the room, "I'm here to visit Duan Fei, I'm her colleague."

"Oh." The servant turned around and said, "Ms. Duan, a colleague is here to visit you."

Duan Fei remained motionless, "Let him go."

"I'm sorry, Miss Duan is not feeling well..."

"Duan Fei!" Zhuo Yu shouted hurriedly, "Even if you don't want to see me, you won't even accept my flowers, right?"

Duan Fei was unmoved, "If you don't leave, I'll call security."

The servant's expression was serious, "Sir, please leave immediately."

Zhuo Yu didn't expect Duan Fei to be so heartless.

He has also been in love several times, and in which case did he not just send some flowers and just say hello and get it?

This Duan Fei is like an iceberg beauty. It doesn't matter if she doesn't have enough oil and salt, but she doesn't give her any face at all?

But the more this happened, the more it aroused his desire to conquer.

"Actually, I just want to come and see you today. Since you are in a bad mood, forget it. But I'd better keep this bouquet of white roses. They bloom well and are pleasing to the eye when placed in a vase..." Zhuo Yu said.

Datong, but saw that Duan Fei still had no reaction.

He had no choice but to say goodbye, "Then I'll go back first and see you at work tomorrow."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

The servant closed the door.

Who knew the good times would not last long, someone knocked on the door again.

This time it was a nurse from the hospital, holding a large bouquet of white roses in her arms, "Ms. Duan, a gentleman named Zhuo asked me to bring these flowers to you."

Duan Fei was impatient and said, "Take it and throw it away."

The nurse was a little reluctant to part with it, "What a beautiful flower. It would be a pity to lose it. You might as well accept it."

She handed the flowers to the servant.

The servant looked at Duan Fei hurriedly, and just as he was looking at something right, a deep voice suddenly sounded, "Where did the flowers come from?"

The servant was startled.

It's over, it's over, the Third Master actually saw another man giving roses to Miss Duan...

But the nurse couldn't understand her reminder at all, and answered with a smile, "A gentleman named Zhuo gave it to Miss Duan, and specifically told me to send the flowers in..."

On the hospital bed, Duan Fei sat up.

She looked at Rong Molan, and under the quilt, her fingers subconsciously clenched because of nervousness.

Not only her, but the servants were also worried.

Unexpectedly, Rong Moyou was not angry. Instead, he reached out and took the bouquet of white roses, "It cost a lot of money, right? It's a pity to lose such beautiful white roses."

His voice was teasing, with a smile on his lips, "Tell him, Miss Duan accepts the flowers."

"OK."

After the nurse left, Rong Moyou entered the ward with the bouquet of flowers and walked to the bed. He lowered his head and smelled the flowers, "It smells quite good."

There was always a smile on the corner of the man's lips, which could be called a warm smile, but it sent an inexplicable shiver down Duan Fei's spine.

In the imperial capital in May, the temperature could reach 27 or 8 degrees Celsius every day, but she shivered for no reason.

"Why don't you say anything?" Rong Mo looked at her carelessly, "Do you think the flowers don't look good?"

He raised his hand, and the servants turned and left in unison.

The door closed, and the man slowly sat down beside the hospital bed and handed over the bouquet of white roses. "Young man, you took so much trouble to let the nurse give you the flowers. What's your attitude? You didn't even look at it. If he knew

Yeah, it should be very sad..."

"I didn't accept it." Duan Fei interrupted, "I never talked to him."

The smile on Rong Moyou's face suddenly disappeared, "I'm sorry you don't dare."

After saying that, he threw it away.

With a "dong" sound, the bouquet of delicate white roses fell into the trash can with great precision.

Immediately, the man stood up and said, "Change your clothes and get ready to leave the hospital."

Duan Fei sat up, reached out to unbutton the hospital gown, and then looked up at the man.

Rong Mo stood there motionless, "What? Do you want me to help you change clothes?"

Duan Fei lowered her head and unbuttoned her clothes.

The girl's delicate body was exposed, and there were still some faint purple bruises left on the skin, which wildly stimulated the man's eyes and senses.

Her black hair fell on her shoulders, interlaced with white and black, and paired with her fair and delicate face, there was an inexplicable sense of fragmentation...

Rong Mo pursed his thin lips and finally suppressed some impulse.

Just watching her put on her clothes, he stepped forward, reached out and hugged her.

Because it was too sudden, Duan Fei subconsciously grabbed the fabric of his suit and asked, "What...are you doing?"

"It only took 10 minutes to change clothes. She is so delicate and it's faster for me to carry her around."

Duan Fei frowned.

But she also knows that it is best not to be disobedient when a man speaks out.

She could only lower her head and bury her face in his arms as much as possible so that no one could see her.

And such an action makes someone feel very good.

Just walk out of the ward and enter the elevator...

It wasn't until she got into the car that she reached out to push him.

Rong Mo remained unmoved, wrapping his arms around her waist and letting her sit in his arms.

Not long after, Cheng Fang got into the car and said without squinting, "Third Master."

"Go to Fengshang Community."

"Okay, Third Master."

The black Rolls-Royce drove out slowly.

The whole journey was speechless.

When the car arrived at Fengshang Community, it continued to drive in and finally stopped downstairs.

Duan Fei stiffened, "Where are my things?"

Rong Mo motioned carelessly, "That car behind."

Duan Fei then noticed that a black Audi stopped behind her, the door opened, and two servants got out of the car carrying bags containing her belongings.

She suddenly had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, Rong Moyou said, "These two people will stay here to take care of you."

Duan Fei frowned, "Aunt Wang..."

"She has been fired."

Duan Fei: "..."

Rong Mo stared at her carelessly, "I gave you a hush money, don't worry."

Duan Fei closed her eyes, stood up and left his legs, pushed the door and got out of the car.

Because it was Sunday, people were coming and going in the community.

She entered the corridor without looking back.

Although Rong Moyou did not get out of the car, it was quite eye-catching for such a world-class luxury car to be parked there like this.

**

"grandmother."

Duan Fei opened the door of the south-facing bedroom.

The old lady was sitting alone at the table by the window, looking up at her with a blank look in her eyes.

Duan Fei breathed a sigh of relief and walked up to her, "Grandma, when did Aunt Wang leave?"
To be continued...