When she turned the corner, she bumped into someone. She didn't even raise her head and asked again: "Which ward is Ke Lei in?"
The other party was silent for a long time, and she felt something was wrong. She raised her head and met a pair of cold eyes.
She was startled and almost choked her breath, "Mo, Mo Ran!"
How could it be her? Even if she cuts her hair, her aura will not change. She fell into her hands many times and she wanted to kill her.
Later, after her mother appeared, she never appeared again.[
Seeing her now, I couldn't help but feel frightened, and subconsciously stepped back a little.
"What, are you afraid of me?" Mo Ran looked at her almost sarcastically.
Han Yixing was slightly stunned, and ordered himself to look up at her, "Where's Ke Lei, it was you who called!" She was sure that the woman's voice on the phone was also cold.
"Han Yixing, why do you exist?"
Mo Ran suddenly said such a sentence without any reason. Han Yixing was startled. She seemed to mean to kill her.
I really don’t know, it’s been five years and she is no longer Meng Beichen’s wife, why does she still have this attitude?
Thinking of Meng Beichen and what he just said, her heart felt uncomfortable.
"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. If something happens to you, he won't forgive me. Han Yixing, Ke Lei got into a car accident because of you. If you can't give him what he wants, please
You clearly refuse."
Mo Ran saw what she was thinking, turned half around and said, with a hint of warning.
"I understand what you mean, what about others? Is it serious?" Han Yixing is not a fool. Mo Ran would appear here and say such words to her because of one thing. Mo Ran likes Ke Lei.
"Ward No. 7, he is still sleeping, drunk driving, and has a broken calf." She said calmly and got out of the way without taking her there.
Han Yixing nodded and said nothing more.
She quickly ran to Ward No. 7, but her steps stopped a little. She rested her hand on the doorknob for a long time before taking a deep breath and pushing the door open.
Ke Lei, how should I clearly refuse?
On the hospital bed, his face was still cold and hard, even though his brows were furrowed. In his memory, it seemed that before Meng Beichen appeared, he was not cold, but even enthusiastic. They got along like a family.