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Chapter 219: Mystery 3

Ying Bailu was the first one to arrive. She was always keen on this kind of thing. Because Jiang Zimo was pregnant, she was especially considerate and packed a portion of her favorite crystal beef trotters and pickled pepper phoenix for her.

Zhao came over to make her a midnight snack.

Jiang Zimo frowned and showed her the letters. Ying Bailu couldn't see what the reason was. She suggested that Jiang Zimo take the book to an antique store opened by her family tomorrow. There is a sitting room there.

My old master is said to have a very good foundation in Chinese studies. Maybe he can see why.

Jiang Zimo had no choice but to nod in agreement. Since neither she nor Ying Bailu could understand this thing, the original joy and curiosity in her heart were reduced by 70 to 80%. The two of them sat in the living room downstairs.

When the music turned on and Ying Bailu started pouring champagne, Yang Yang and Chen Feiyan just arrived.

The four women ate up the two portions of the spicy crystal beef hooves and chicken feet. After Jiang Zimo became pregnant, she especially liked to eat sour food, so she almost finished the chicken feet by herself.

More than half.

Ying Bailu and Yang Yang started drinking and chatting as usual. Jiang Zimo was pregnant, so naturally no one allowed her to drink. So she could only pour a glass of hot water from a champagne glass, imagining that it would be fragrant.

Let’s have some good wine to satisfy our cravings. Later, as we talked, we talked about Murong Qingzhen and her wedding. Several women were planning to squeeze a lot of money out of the poor groom on that day, and they might even bring a few with them.

The best man also pushed her down and gave her a hug.

When they got excited, several people started laughing again in a lewd way that sounded shabby.

Jiang Zimo listened to the conversation of her girlfriends a little absent-mindedly, but she was thinking about the tenderness between the two of them in the study before. She knew that Murong Qingzhen was deeply affectionate for her, but...she didn't know what she should do.

Dealing with such a marriage that was destined to not end well, after a while he put down the cup in his hand and said: "I'm going to wash my hands."

Because he had been chewing chicken feet for a long time, his hands were stained with a layer of sticky red oil. After turning on the hot water, he applied a layer of hand sanitizer and finally washed them off. Jiang Zimo took care of himself in the mirror.

She put on her makeup and picked up the mouthwash cup to rinse her mouth. When she walked out of the living room, she saw Yang Yang surrounding Chen Feiyan, a broken champagne glass on the ground, and Ying Bailu also gathered around.

"What's wrong?" It looked like a wine glass was broken, and Chen Feiyan pricked her finger.

Originally, this job must have been done by Yang Yang, but because he drank a lot of wine tonight, Yang Yang's hands were shaking a little. And the long piece of glass fragment was still inserted into Chen Feiyan's delicate palm, dripping with blood.

It trickled down.

Jiang Zimo frowned and looked at it for a while, then decisively volunteered to roll up his sleeves and go into battle, "I'll do it."

Yang Yang glanced at her and finally made room for her by default.

"Wow! Ah Zi, please be gentle, it hurts!" Chen Feiyan looked nervously at Jiang Zimo's hand with a pretty face. The latter rolled his eyes at her and aimed his two long nails accurately at the sharp hand.

The piece of glass, and then pulled it out quickly and firmly.

Chen Feiyan's wound was bleeding profusely. Jiang Zimo wrapped the broken glass pieces in paper towels and kept them on the coffee table. Then he called the servant and said, "Go upstairs to my room and find the medicine box. There is iodine in it."

Take them down and sterile gauze, and clean up the place."

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