Chapter 1 Such a Woman In the bar, where the lights are on and the popular music is playing tirelessly.
On the gorgeous stage, several pole girls with hot bodies, following the rhythm of the music, almost twisted their bodies with all their strength and performed a seductive pole dance that made people applaud.
This bar is called the Phantom, and the show that night was surprisingly exciting. Every corner of the bar was filled with all kinds of men and women, and the business was booming and bustling.
After a powerful foreign dance music ended, the loud music in the bar suddenly changed to soft music with a soothing rhythm. Several pole girls walked off the stage twisting their waists, and a festive-looking male host in white immediately appeared with a smile.
He said happily to the guests who were drinking and having fun in the audience: "Good evening to all the handsome guys and beauties who are happy to come to Phantom. Haha, tonight, our Phantom will hold a audition to apply for a resident singer. In a moment, there will be three beauties coming.
National Taiwan University pk, everyone present today is a great judge."
"Oh 7e oh yeah 7e"
"Oh..."
Hearing these flattery words, many men and women in the audience inevitably roared with excitement.
A beam of light hit the center of the stage, and the male host smiled and continued: "Thank you everyone for your enthusiasm. Now I announce that the competition has officially begun, and contestant No. 1 is invited to take the stage."
Soon, a short-haired beauty with half-breasted breasts walked onto the stage confidently with a microphone, snapped her fingers at the sound engineer, danced, and sang a fast-paced song.
Most of the people in the audience were men. Seeing her appearance, which is known as one of the most beautiful women, and hearing her powerful singing voice that stirred up the atmosphere of the scene, they burst into thunderous applause. It was understandable.
The second person who came on stage was also a beautiful woman. She smiled sweetly at the guests in the audience and sang an English song intoxicatedly. Her singing skills were so good that she almost shocked everyone present.
At the rear left of the stage, stood a woman with her hair tied up and the pimples on her forehead fully exposed.
Her name is Mo Hanya, her skin is dark, but the two red phoenix eyes embedded in her oval face are very bright. At this time, she is holding the guitar and looking at the second contestant who is singing superbly on the stage with admiration.
In fact, she was quite nervous at this time because she was the third contestant.
In this world, it seems that there are all kinds of competitions being staged every day. People are addicted to it. T City, the most prosperous city in the country, immediately keeps pace with the times. The Phantom Bar, which is the most fashion-forward, also followed suit, recruiting resident artists, and also organized
A competition similar to Super Girl.
Competition, whether static or dynamic, is fierce and cruel. If you are a little bit bad or a little lax, you will inevitably be ruthlessly eliminated by this real society.
Mo Hanya has lived for 25 years. In total, she has participated in no less than ten singing competitions like this. The one with the best result was when she participated in the Super Girl competition the year before last. She was among the top 50 in the country.
Last train.
She has loved singing since she was a child. After graduating from high school, she entered a well-known music conservatory in the country. Unexpectedly, just one year after entering the school, her father died of cerebral congestion at home, and then her younger brother was diagnosed with the disease.
Due to a serious heart disease, I had to drop out of school early and returned to city T. While taking care of my grieving mother and sick younger brother, I worked tirelessly to earn money to support the family. In order to make money to treat my younger brother, I often spent a whole day.
It takes several jobs.
This time she came to Mirage Bar to apply for a resident singer position and participated in the competition arranged by the bar. She was determined to win. However, standing in the audience, she saw that Numbers 1 and 2 in front of her were not only prettier than her.
, and after she sang the song very well, her bulging belly gradually deflated with the heart of winning.
Contestant No. 2 finished singing perfectly. When she came off the stage, the guests in the audience, both men and women, applauded warmly to see her off. Many of the male guests even whistled at her with unfulfilled interest.
"Shh, beauty, don't leave, let's sing another song..."
"Hi, beauty No. 2, please stay..."
It was amid such cheers that Mo Hanya walked onto the stage holding her guitar. When the lights hit her face and body, the people in the audience quickly saw her unspectacular facial features clearly.
Chu.
Seeing the row of pimples on her forehead and her dark skin that could almost rival Louis Koo, many people burst out laughing.
"Hey, here comes a dark beauty with acne!" Someone yelled such a sentence, and all the men and women in the audience were laughing so hard.
"Ah haha 7e7e haha..."
Mo Hanya seemed to have been used to such teasing, and the expression on her face was still calm. After their laughter subsided a little, she played the guitar gently, trying hard to restrain her nervousness and anxiety,
He introduced himself with a smile, "Good evening everyone, I am the last contestant to participate in the Phantom Singer Selection Competition. My name is Mo Hanya, and I will sing a song of Faye Wong's "Legend" for everyone.
, I hope everyone likes it.”
After listening to her self-introduction, some people in the audience, who were relatively qualified, gave a few sparse applause.
With such cold applause, Mo Hanya didn't show any disappointed emotion on her face. She raised the corners of her mouth slightly and played the guitar skillfully. Sometimes she closed her eyes, sometimes squinted her eyes, and sometimes opened her eyes wide. It was extremely...
I devoted myself to singing the classic song called "Legend"...
【Just because I looked at you one more time in the crowd
I can never forget your face again
Dreaming that we can meet again one day by chance
From then on I began to miss you alone
When I miss you, you are in the sky
When I miss you, you are in front of me
When I miss you, you are in my mind
When I miss you, you are in my heart
I would rather believe that we had an appointment in our previous life
The love story of this life will never change again
I would rather spend this life waiting for you to discover
I'm always by your side
Never gone far]
Directly opposite the stage, not far away, sat a man wearing sunglasses. The lights in the bar were always blurry, and he put on a pair of sunglasses, so no one could guess his true age.
There were six burly men standing around him. The expressions of these six men were serious and guarded. At first glance, they could only tell that they were people who were fighting for a living among swords and guns. Presumably, they were all his bodyguards, and people could only take a sneak peek.
His shapely chin, moderate thickness, and firm lips indicate that he is definitely a handsome and courageous man who cannot be underestimated.
He held a high wine glass in his hand, swayed the wine in the glass for a while, and took a sip gracefully. Hearing Mo Hanya's somewhat special and sad singing voice, he put down his wine glass and looked up towards the stage, and saw Mo Hanya
When Hanya was singing the first part of the song with her eyes slightly closed, the corners of his super charming mouth were slightly raised, and he didn't know whether it was ridicule or appreciation.
...
Mo Hanya knew very clearly that her singing voice was not worse than the previous two contestants, but it was not better than theirs either. It could only be said that she could tie with them.
This situation is not optimistic at all for her, because she knows very well that in this world, there are many people who judge people by their appearance. Looking at it, almost all the people in the bar are members of the Appearance Association. The two in front
The contestants are all prettier than me, and if my singing voice is tied with theirs, their chances of winning are much greater than mine.
After singing the song, some people in the audience gave her applause without hesitation.
She bent over with a smile on her face to express her gratitude, and at the host's signal, she stood on the left side of the stage.
The other two contestants then came onto the stage in all their glory and stood in a row with her. Unintentionally, by comparison, she looked like an ugly duckling, unremarkable.
"Each judge can only raise their hands once for the contestant they support. The one with the most support will be our Phantom's official resident singer, and we Phantom will give her the best reward." The host said.
Everyone announced loudly, "Handsome and beautiful judges, are you ready?"
"Oh 7e ready 7e" the men and women in the audience shouted happily in unison.
"If you support player No. 1, please raise your hands."
Most of the men in the audience raised their hands.
The host counted with a smile, "Haha, there are a total of 58 people who support our No. 1 contestant. The results are good. Now, please raise your hands, the handsome guys and beauties who support our No. 2 contestant."
This time, almost as many men and women raised their hands.
"Oh, haha, her score is even better. There are 66. Whether she will become the champion this time depends on the score of our No. 3 player. I will count to three. If you choose to support No. 3, please raise your head.
Your hands, one, two, three.”.
It's a quiet moment. People in the audience, look at me and I look at you. After the host finished counting, no one raised their hands.
At this time, Mo Hanya, who was standing on the stage, was extremely embarrassed. She couldn't help lowering her head, biting the corner of her mouth secretly, looking at the smooth and solid surface of the stage, and thought uncomfortably, why is there no hole in the ground for herself to crawl into in this place?
?
It seemed that this was the first time the host had encountered this situation. He was slightly stunned. When he was about to say something funny to liven up the scene, unexpectedly, someone raised his hand to show his support for No. 3 Mo Hanya.
The person raising his hand was the mysterious man wearing sunglasses with bodyguards standing beside him.
Seeing him raising his hand to support the inconspicuous No. 3 player, the men and women around him were quite surprised.
When the male host on the stage saw him raising his hand, he had a strange expression on his face, which seemed to be both shock and fear.
There seemed to be many people whispering in the audience. Mo Hanya felt strange and raised her head. For a moment, she saw the hand raised to support her. Her heart palpitated and she almost shed tears.
It was a very masculine hand, with a valuable gold watch on its wrist. Of course, the owner of that hand was even more charming because he was mysterious, famous, and handsome enough.
Mo Hanya's eyesight was very good, but in the dim and ambiguous light of the bar, she could only vaguely see the outline of his resolute face. She faintly blinked the eyes that were considered the most beautiful on her face, and looked at
His brightest smile silently expressed his most sincere gratitude. Ling Liu couldn't help it.
The mysterious man in sunglasses seemed to accept the sincere gratitude in her bright smile. The corners of his mouth curved imperceptibly, and he put down his hand. He whispered something to a bodyguard next to him, then stood up gracefully and stood in front of several other burly men.
Surrounded by bodyguards, he left the bar with one hand in his pocket.
Who is he?
Why is his back so tall and straight, so full of prestige and power?
Why is such a unique and mysterious man the only one who raises his hand to support him?
I am obviously an inconspicuous ugly duckling. He raises his hand to support me. Is it sympathy?
Mo Hanya looked at his disappearing back, thinking puzzlingly in her heart.
While she was thinking, the bodyguard who was left behind walked towards the stage, stood by the stage, hooked his hand towards the host, whispered something to the host, quickly left the stage, and walked out coldly.
bar.
What the mysterious man in sunglasses said to the bodyguard, no one around him knew what the bodyguard said to the host. People around him still knew nothing, they only knew that the host walked to the stage with a microphone and smiled.
In the middle, he took Mo Hanya's hand and announced to everyone in a high-profile voice: "Thank you for your support and attention to this competition. I now officially declare that contestant No. 3 is the champion of this competition. From now on
From now on, she is the official resident singer of our Phantom Bar."
After the results were announced, the people in the audience were in an uproar.
"Ah, what's going on?"
"Oh my God, are you kidding us?"
"The mysterious man who raised his hand to support contestant No. 3, could he be the mysterious boss behind this bar?"
"..."
In this way, Mo Hanya became the champion of the Phantom Bar's resident singer selection competition without any risk, and became the official resident singer of the Phantom Bar.
She was more baffled by this matter than anyone else. Of course, she was also happier and more excited than anyone else, because by being a resident singer at the Phantom Bar, she could earn money to treat her brother's illness. You know, Phantom
The salary of the bar's resident singer is much higher than that of other bars.
From that day on, she was the resident singer at the Phantom Bar. In the blink of an eye, she had been singing at the Phantom Bar for half a year.
In the past six months, every time she sang on stage, she would habitually look towards a round table not far from the front of the stage. The reason was purely that she wanted to see that mysterious man again. She felt that he
He is not only his benefactor, but also the noble person in his life.
As long as she goes on stage to sing, she will immediately look at the table where he sat with hopeful eyes. However, every time, she is disappointed. The people sitting at that table are either thin or thin.
Fatty, or bald, none of them handsome. Sometimes, the person sitting in that position is an immodest woman.
Everyone sitting there is not him.
He seemed to have disappeared and would never appear in her sight again.
...
Time flies by, and in the blink of an eye, it has been a year since the day Mo Hanya met the mysterious him.
During this year, she sang at the Phantom Bar at night and handed out flyers on the street during the day.
Her skin is still dark, and the acne on her forehead is so stubborn, and it still accompanies her every day, almost becoming her trademark.
At nine o'clock in the evening, it's time for her to go on stage to sing.
One night when she went on stage to sing, she wore a black dress. Little did she know that her skin was already dark, so wearing a black dress made her look even darker.
Perhaps because of the changes in her family, she had no time to fall in love or dress up. She only wanted to make money to pay for her brother's heart transplant surgery.
After taking the stage, as usual, she immediately looked at the round table and found that no one was sitting at the round table. Her already lost heart became even more lost. She closed her eyes, picked up the microphone, and spoke with all her heart.
Singing a song by Faye Wong - "Red Beans" with great devotion
[I haven’t fully experienced the snowy climate of 7e yet.
Let's tremble together 7e will understand better what gentleness is
I haven’t held hands with you yet 7e walked through the deserted sand dunes
Maybe from now on I will learn to cherish 7e for eternity and eternity
Sometimes sometimes 7e I believe that everything has an end
There are times when we are together and when we are gone 7eNothing lasts forever
But sometimes I 7e would rather choose to linger than let go
When the scenery is clear 7e, maybe you will accompany me to watch the long stream of water
I haven’t boiled Hongdou 7e into a lingering wound for you yet
Then share 7e together and you will understand the sadness of lovesickness better
I haven’t fully felt the tenderness of 7e’s waking kiss yet
Maybe you pursue the freedom of loneliness when you are around me 7e
…
Sometimes sometimes 7e I believe that everything has an end
There are times when we are together and when we are gone 7eNothing will last forever]
This is a nice song, and it is also a tragic song that tells a tragic story. Every time she sings this song, her eyes get wet. She doesn’t know whether it is because the song is too sad or because she
This woman is too sentimental.
In the middle of her song, a man sat on the round table she had been paying attention to.
The man was about twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old. His skin was not very white, but he was not very dark either. He had a straight nose and bright eyes. No matter how you looked at him, he was a handsome man.
He ordered a few bottles of beer, sat down, and just glanced at the stage. He did not listen to Mo Hanya's singing attentively, nor did he drink seriously. His thoughtful eyes would look towards the bar counter from time to time, faintly
It reveals an unknown alertness.
After Mo Hanya finished singing the song, she completely noticed him. Perhaps it was because he was several times more handsome than the people sitting there. She looked at him a lot more, and suddenly there was a sweet taste in the corner of her mouth, and she raised her eyebrows.
She raised her eyebrows again and again, looking at him. After singing the next few songs with a smile, she walked off the stage and walked quickly towards him.
"Hi, do you still know me?" She walked up to him, looked at his handsome face, and asked with an excited smile.
The man looked at her face and frowned in disgust, "Miss, I'm sorry, I don't do one-night stands, I don't treat women to drinks, and I don't accept your approach."
What kind of woman does he consider himself to be?
Mo Hanya blushed with embarrassment, and quickly said straight to the point with a smile: "Senior Linghu, I am Mo Hanya."
Hearing this, the man's face showed surprise. He squinted his eyes and looked at her carefully. After looking at her for a while, he still had no impression of her. "You are my school girl? We were... very familiar before?"
"
Even after everything was like this, he still didn't recognize himself. Mo Hanya couldn't help but feel even more embarrassed. She smiled and said shyly: "We both studied in No. 11 Middle School. You are one grade above me. Your basketball skills
You played great. I often go to the basketball court to watch you play. Once, you accidentally threw the ball in my face, and I got a nosebleed on the spot. You were worried about me, so you immediately came to apologize to me and sent it to me in person.
I went to the infirmary."
After she said so much, Linghu Shaofei had a more or less vague impression of her, and then there was a smile on his handsome face, "Oh, I remember, every time the school holds a party
, it seems that you can sing on stage, hahaha, I didn’t expect to meet you here, you are much darker than before, it is a bit difficult to recognize you at a glance.”
He finally remembered himself, and Mo Hanya's heart rippled slightly.
She remembered clearly that Linghu Shaofei was the number one influential figure in the school at that time. He was handsome, had good grades, and was among the best in almost every aspect. At that time, like many girls, she had a secret crush on him.
He regards him as his Prince Charming and the lover of his dreams.
She was very happy to meet him here tonight, and silently felt that she and him were destined to see each other after so many years.
"Senior Linghu, I am now a resident singer in this bar. Where are you working now?" She sat next to him and asked him happily.
Linghu Shaofei looked in the direction of the bar and hesitated for a few seconds before speaking, "I work in a state-owned enterprise."
At this moment, a young male waiter came over, nodded apologetically to Linghu Shaofei, and said seriously to Mo Hanya: "Sister Mo, Brother Di is looking for you."
Mo Hanya has been a resident singer at the Phantom Bar for a year, and is about to reach the age of 26. With her dark skin, she always looks several years older than her actual age. Most of the employees here are younger than her, and she
Once you get to know her, you'll almost always call her Sister Mo.
Mo Hanya was not afraid of being called old by them. She actually liked them calling her Sister Mo. She smiled at him and said, "I know, I'll go to his office right away."
The waiter nodded and immediately backed away.
"Senior, I'll go first and come out to drink with you later." She smiled boldly at Linghu Shaofei.
"Okay." Linghu Shaofei nodded with a smile.
When she stood up to leave, Mo Hanya was actually a little reluctant to leave. When she walked near the bar and was about to enter the office area at the other end of the corridor, she looked in his direction and found that he was looking in her direction. She felt,
Surprised, she smiled sweetly at him and then walked into the corridor faster.
After she left, Linghu Shaofei touched his chin thoughtfully, then held his collar, carefully covered the headset on his right ear, tilted his head and carefully looked at the direction of the bar, and asked in a low voice:
"What's going on over there?"
"After he went in, he never came out." A man's very alert voice came from the earphones, "Boss, do we want to go in and arrest him?"
"We don't have any evidence. It would be in vain to arrest him. Don't alert the enemy." He ordered seasonedly. "You continue to keep a close eye on him."
"yes."
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The manager of the Phantom Bar is the host who hosted the resident singer audition a year ago, named Li Di. This person's dream when he was a child must be to be a host. He will be happy with any activities in the bar.
Act as the host.
Mo Hanya walked into the manager's office and saw that the person sitting on the swivel chair in front of the desk was not him, but a gentle man in his thirties wearing gold-rimmed glasses. She was greatly confused.
untie.
At this time, Li Di stood respectfully on the right side of the gentle man, looked at Mo Hanya, lowered his head and whispered something to the gentle man, and then left the office.
Manager Li, who is usually approachable and cheerful and everyone calls him "Digo", why is he acting so abnormal in front of this gentle man?
Mo Hanya was really puzzled. She looked at his back as he left, and looked at the gentle man sitting on the swivel chair with confusion.
The gentle man looked at her carefully and asked calmly: "Your name is Mo Hanya, right?"
"Yes." Mo Hanya nodded.
"I am 26 years old this year. I participated in Super Girl the year before last and entered the top 50 in the country. I have never had a boyfriend... At home, I have a mother who will turn 50 in mid-May next year, and a younger brother who has a heart disease. Right?
?”
He knows so clearly, has he investigated himself?
Mo Hanya was very surprised and was stunned for two seconds before slowly nodding, "...Yes."
The gentle man smiled lightly and asked again: "Do you know ** Villa?"
**Mountain Villa? What kind of place is this?
"I don't know." She shook her head firmly, blinked her eyes, and looked at him doubtfully, "Excuse me, who are you?"
"I am the manager of ** Villa."
He is the general manager of ** Villa. What is he doing here?
Mo Hanya was even more puzzled.
"Our villa is looking for a resident singer. Manager Li recommends you to go." The gentle man said calmly, "The salary is 20,000 yuan a month, food and accommodation are provided, and there are six days off for a month."
For a man who needs to raise money to replace his brother's heart, this offer is very tempting.
Thinking of the fact that there was still a shortfall of 60,000 yuan for her brother's heart surgery, Mo Hanya agreed without much thought, and finally asked tentatively: "Can you advance my salary for three months in advance?
"
"Okay." The gentle man agreed readily.
He agreed so simply and readily, Mo Hanya was surprised, but she was more happy and grateful.
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With the money for her brother's surgery fees settled, Mo Hanya put down the big stone that had been hanging in her heart, exited the office in a good mood, and walked quickly towards Linghu Shaofei who was sitting at the round table in the hall with a bright smile.
Go.
Linghu Shaofei quickly saw her coming. After she sat down, he poured her a glass of beer. Looking at the smile on her face, he asked with a smile: "What's the matter, are you so happy?"
"Hehehe 7e" Mo Hanya took a sip of beer, laughed softly, and said excitedly: "I have collected enough money for my brother's surgery."
"Oh, this is indeed something to be happy about."
"Senior, do you know ** Villa?" Mo Hanya suddenly asked with a slight frown and a smile.
"..." Linghu Shaofei was stunned for a moment and did not answer.
"Haha, this place is so strange. It's named with such a vulgar word as**, and it's called Villa. What's even more funny is that the person in charge didn't say that he was the manager there, but only said that he was the general manager there, haha
, what age is this, and it’s still called that.”
Linghu Shaofei listened to her words very carefully, and when he was about to ask her something, a voice came from the headset.
"Boss, he's out."
Hearing the sound, Linghu Shaofei looked toward the bar, watching warily as a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked out of it, carefully pulled his collar, and whispered: "Follow him in your group.
"
Mo Hanya suddenly noticed something strange about him, "Senior, who are you talking to?" She asked doubtfully, while looking in the direction he was looking, she saw the elegant man with gold-rimmed eyes, the corner of his mouth turning.
He raised his head, pointed at him and said, "Senior, that man with glasses is the manager of ** Villa."
Linghu Shaofei was a little surprised. He looked at the back of the elegant man as he left the hotel, and stared closely at Mo Hanya's smiling face, "Senior sister, what did he say to you?"
"He said that they wanted to recruit a resident singer at ** Villa, and the manager here recommended me. He said that the monthly salary was 20,000 yuan, including food and accommodation, and six days of leave a month. Haha, he gave me an advance in advance.
With three months' salary and after arranging my brother's surgery, I will go to work in their villa."
Hearing this, Linghu Shaofei's face showed a hint of surprise. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly took her hand and walked away quickly.
"Uh, senior, what's wrong?" Mo Hanya was confused.
"Let's find a quiet place to have a good talk." Linghu Shaofei said seriously and with deep meaning.
What does this mean?
With a secret sweetness in her heart, Mo Hanya stopped talking and followed him out of the lively bar obediently.
Linghu Shaofei took her to a teahouse. He asked for a very quiet private room.
"Senior, what do you want to say to me?" Mo Hanya sat across from him, looking at the undisturbed environment and his handsome face, asking with both shyness and expectation.
Linghu Shaofei looked serious, "Hanya, let me tell you the truth, I am actually a policeman and currently serve as the captain of the criminal police team."
Mo Hanya was shocked. She originally thought that he would tell her about emotional matters. Unexpectedly, what he said was such an identity that she had not guessed. She secretly hid her somewhat lost heart and faintly
With a smile on his face, he looked at him with admiration, "Senior, you are so awesome. You actually became the captain of the criminal police at such a young age."
Linghu Shaofei smiled, was silent for a while, looked at her with eyes that not only admired him, but also expressed admiration for him, and said slightly bitterly: "Hanya, I need your help."
"..." Mo Hanya was shocked again, "Senior, how can I help you?"
"There is a very rampant criminal gang involved in the smuggling of arms, drugs and real estate. Their boss, the big boss behind the scenes who controls these illegal transactions, is very cunning and secretive. We have been investigating for many years, but we still don't know his true identity. You are in the Phantom Bar
The man I saw wearing gold-rimmed glasses is called Wu Hao. He is the general manager of ** Villa, and he is the most powerful person to the boss of the criminal gang."
Mo Hanya listened attentively, her expression a little heavy.
"** Villa is their cozy home. There are very few people there. We have spent a lot of effort to arrange two policewomen there as undercover agents. Unexpectedly, within a month, they found out their identities and killed them.
At this point, Linghu Shaofei's face turned gloomy, and tears of hatred flashed across his bright eyes, "They took the initiative to find you. You went to ** Villa to be an undercover agent of our police."
, they will never doubt you."
Hearing this, Mo Hanya completely understood what he meant, and her heart tightened a bit. Ai Mu looked at him, and she was caught off guard and felt a little uneasy.
"Hanya, the owner of ** Villa is most likely their boss. If you can go there, you will have a chance to get close to him, and you may provide us with clues to solve the case... Hanya, can you help me? Help
Did the police solve the case?" Finally, Linghu Shaofei asked her in a pleading tone, looking at her face with hope.
His eyes were very deep at this time, like whirlpools that could suck out the soul.
Mo Hanya's heart skipped a beat nervously, and she couldn't say any words of rejection. She met his eyes and nodded bravely, "Senior, I... can help you."
Linghu Shaofei smiled excitedly, stretched out his hands, and held one of her hands tightly, "Hanya, thank you."
Mo Hanya didn't say anything, the corner of her mouth raised slightly, she lowered her head slightly, looking intently at the hands that were holding her hands tightly.
...
Mo Hanya agreed to help the police and go to the ** Villa as an undercover agent. From then on, she had more secrets in her heart that she could not even tell her relatives at home. She felt a little heavy in her mind.
The money accumulated in the past few years, plus the 60,000 yuan advanced in advance to work at the ** Villa, is enough to pay for my brother's surgery.
Mo Hanya immediately took her brother to the hospital and did a comprehensive examination. The doctor quickly set a time for the operation.
Her younger brother is called Mo Zifei. He is twenty this year, six years younger than her. He is very young, but he has suffered enough from the pain. He often faints and is hospitalized due to heart attacks. Most of the time in the past few years, he has been in the hospital.
Spent in the hospital.
The operation was scheduled for a week later. On that day, Mo Hanya and her mother stayed outside the operating room, waiting very hard.
Her mother was very worried and kept looking at the door of the operating room with tearful eyes.
Mo Hanya knew how worried she was.
She didn't say it, but she knew in her heart that since her brother was born, her mother had given all her love to him. If his operation was unsuccessful this time, it would be equivalent to killing her.
"Mom, don't worry, God will bless my brother." She walked to her, hugged her, and comforted her with a tearful smile.
Mother Mo already had white hair on her head. After her husband passed away and her favorite son became seriously ill, she has aged a lot in recent years. Hearing her words of comfort, she looked at her with relief and said, "Hanya... take care of yourself."
My daughter, my mother doesn’t regret it at all now.”
Mo Hanya was confused for a moment, why did her mother say this? Did her mother ever regret giving birth to and raising herself?
A few hours later, the door of the operating room opened, and two nurses pushed Mo Zifei, who was in a coma, out of the operating room.
The moment the surgery door opened, the mother and daughter stepped forward and stood on either side of Mo Zifei.
"Doctor, how was the operation?" Mo Hanya asked the attending doctor who came out worriedly.
"This operation was very successful." The attending doctor smiled affirmatively.
Upon hearing this, Mo Hanya and her daughter immediately cried with joy.
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In a pure white ordinary ward, a very young man lay, staring blankly at the bright sunshine outside the window with his eyes open.
Since he had just undergone surgery, his face was still very pale and his lips were a little purple, but even so, it did not greatly affect his handsome and delicate facial features.
After a while, the door opened, and Mo Hanya walked in with a smile, holding a bouquet of pale pink daffodils in one hand and a bowl of rice porridge in the other, "Zifei, what are you looking at?"
Only then did Mo Zifei come back to his senses, looked at her face, raised his lips and said with emotion: "Sister, I didn't expect that I could see such a bright sunshine and see such a beautiful you."
"Oh, your mouth is so sweet." Mo Hanya sat by the bed, put the flowers in the vase on the bedside, picked up the porridge and fed it to his mouth one mouthful at a time.
I don't know if it's because of the color of the flowers she put in the vase beside her bed, or the color of the smile on her face, but Mo Zifei's pale face turned a little rosy unconsciously.
He ate a few mouthfuls of porridge, looked at Mo Hanya's face, his hazy eyes suddenly became wet, and he couldn't hide his emotion and said, "Sister, you are so kind to me, how can I repay you in the future?"
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In the past few years, Mo Hanya had worked hard to raise money for her surgery. He had always kept it in mind. Thinking of the suffering she had suffered for him, he felt very sad. He blinked lightly and saw the man's tears without hesitation.
It fell on Junxiu's face.
"Hey, why are you crying like this?" Mo Hanya looked distressed. She raised her hand to gently wipe away the tears on his face. She resisted the feeling of wanting to cry and joked with him with a curved corner of her mouth, "Stop crying, no more."
If you cry, your double eyelids will turn into your sister’s single eyelids.”
"Haha7e7e" She just had the ability to make him laugh. Mo Zifei couldn't help laughing, staring at her big red and phoenix eyes, and said with envy: "I can't wait to cry with eyes like yours, like this, no one will
Said we don’t look like two siblings anymore.”
"Haha 7e7e" This time, Mo Hanya was amused by him. She was silent for a while and looked at him seriously, "Brother, sister wants to tell you something."
"What's up?"
"I'm going to work in a place called ** Villa tomorrow. It's a bit far from home. I can only come back to see you and my mother during my holidays."
Hearing this, Mo Zifei's eyes that had just withdrawn his tears were full of tears again, and he looked at her reluctantly, "Sister, can you not go to work there? If I can't see you for one day, I will miss you very much."
, If I can't see you for a week, or a month, I still don't want to kill you? Uh 7e" She didn't expect that as soon as she said the next sentence, her head was shaken.
"Don't say death." Mo Hanya slapped him and glared at him, deliberately showing a fierce look.
"Uh, I won't say anything anymore. Don't be so mean to me." Mo Zifei surrendered immediately.
"When I'm not around, you have to listen to your mother. You know, your mother loves you the most. You are not allowed to do anything she doesn't allow you to do. You are not allowed to eat anything she doesn't allow you to eat..."
"Uh, Mo Hanya, you are really verbose, very nagging." Mo Zifei couldn't bear it and picked his ears, "Men now hate Luo Li the most, right? Women who like to nag, you look like this, be careful
I can’t get married.”
Mo Hanya smiled disapprovingly, "If you can't get married, you can't get married. When the time comes, you will support me."
"Okay." Mo Zifei blurted out these two words with a smile on his face.