Xiang Yimo walked up to the second floor and opened the door. A strong and pungent smell of disinfectant hit her nostrils. The room was filled with all kinds of instruments, as well as bunches of elegant lilies, which were stained with...
The water droplets seemed to have been picked just now, and the fragrance of the flowers floated quietly in the quiet air.
Xiang Rumo was lying quietly on the hospital bed. She had lost a lot of weight and looked haggard. She had a piece of gauze tied on her forehead and her body was covered with various tubes.
Xiang Yimo looked at the face that was exactly like his own, walked to the bed, squatted down, and held her hand tightly with his delicate hands.
"Sister... wake up quickly. Things have gotten out of control. Please tell me what to do now." Xiang Yimo pouted and took off her strong disguise. She was actually at a loss.
Sometimes, she actually needs to rely on and rely on.
"Your husband is at odds with my Su Yisheng. What if they fight to the death in the future?" This is her biggest worry.
"Beep...beep...beep..." The heart rate monitor made a dull, single sound, letting Xiang Yimo know that she was still alive.
"It's so kind of you to just sleep quietly like this and forget about everything." Xiang Yimo actually envied her for being able to sleep without any worries.
She is so worried now that everything is in chaos. She stays with Nangong Han as her sister, but Chu Zhanjin regards her sister as her. One day, when Xiang Rumo wakes up, will she want to treat Nangong Han as Xiang Yi?
Will Mo's identity continue to stay with Chu Zhanjin?
How can the two of them be exchanged back?
If she had known that things would become so complicated, she should have been cruel and not agree to Xiang Rumo.
Now that she is involved, she is stuck in the mud. It is not easy to get out!
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Xiang Yimo returned to her residence, only to find that the door was full of cars. She walked in puzzled and bumped into Butler He and stopped him, "Uncle He, why are there so many cars parked outside? There are so many here.
person?"
"The young master summoned members of the Bonanna family today to hold an impromptu meeting."
"So sudden?" Xiang Yimo muttered.
"No more words, I have to prepare coffee."
Xiang Yimo's bright eyes flickered, "Coffee, I'm good at this!"
"Can you make coffee?" He had never seen or touched a coffee machine.
"Of course, the coffee I make is first-class!" It's just enough to brag about being first-class.
Xiang Yimo made coffee while reading the instructions. With her clever talent, she finally successfully brewed the coffee beans into coffee. It smelled quite similar, but when she tasted it, she immediately frowned and vomited.
When it comes out, it's bitter, astringent and sour, and this kind of thing is simply self-abuse.
She touched the minibus, stared at the coffee pot and thought for a moment, then grabbed a handful of "candy" and threw it into it, which should remedy the situation.
Xiang Yimo brought a tray with a dozen hot coffee cups on it, and she slowly moved towards the study room.
"Bang!" She couldn't move, so she kicked it with her foot. She didn't expect that the door was not closed, but was just ajar. She kicked the door open, and a violent and rude scolding came from inside -
Nangong Han raised his hand casually and threw a piece of information on the ground. "Pop!" He suddenly slapped the table with his palm and glanced at it with sinister eyes. His eyes were as sharp as a knife and as cold as ice, which could pierce someone in an instant.
. His tight thin lips slightly opened, and he reprimanded sternly: "A stranger has sneaked into the well-trained Bonanna family guard team and you don't even know what to eat! I'll give you so much time to investigate the murder of my father.
The murderer of the murderer, you have pushed back and delayed again and again, do you really think that I am so easy to deal with? Or, you were all involved in the plan to murder my father back then!"
Xiang Yimo was so frightened by his fierce voice that her hands trembled, and there was a clear tinkling sound between the teacups. No matter how much noise she made, no one paid attention to her. She breathed a sigh of relief, so she could stay here for a while longer.
, to find out more information.
She slowed down, moving like a slow-motion replay, and placed a cup of coffee in everyone's hands.
"Chief, please don't accuse us wrongly. How could we do such a thing? Because too much time has passed, and your cousin has erased all his criminal evidence, so the investigation will be very difficult.
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"Excuse!" Nangong Han retorted angrily, and he immediately fell silent, lowered his head and remained silent.
He glanced around with eagle eyes, and his mellow voice was full of intimidation, "I know that all the uncles, uncles, and elders sitting here are not convinced that I can sit in this position at such a young age, and they are also not convinced by me.
Come and order you! But, this position was mine! Patrick had an evil plan, killed my father, and took away the position of chief of the Bonanna family. I just took back my own things from him! Patrick's
My confidants, I have already killed a large number of them, if there are some here, I will kill them! Anyway, I don’t care if I make more enemies!"
Others lowered their heads and sat upright with fear, not even daring to take a breath. The atmosphere in the study was a bit shockingly quiet, and the slightest chill penetrated only the bones. Some people shivered from the cold and held the steaming pot on the table.
After taking a sip of coffee, my face suddenly turned blue, as if I had swallowed poison, but I could only hold it in and couldn't spit it out. I held it in until my eyes turned red.
Nangong Han saw that they all had tears in their eyes and looked like they were about to cry without tears. He might have regretted it and did not continue to scold him. After talking so much, he was also thirsty, so he picked up the cup of coffee in front of him and drank.
He took a sip——
"Pfft -" the next second, it spurted out, roaring and roaring: "Who made the coffee! Is this coffee, or water for washing rags!"
Wash rag water?
When the people sitting below heard this, they couldn't hold it in any longer and vomited everything out.
Sigh... Such a serious meeting turned into a funny vomiting meeting.