In front of the parking garage, there were piles of large and small rain flower stones, colorful and as high as a hill, weighing several thousand kilograms. Ling Kexin looked at the pile of stones, her palms sweating along with her forehead.
Aunt Mei threw her a large aluminum bucket and left. In the huge manor, except for one or two servants pruning flowers under the shade of the trees, there was basically no one walking around.
Under the hot sun, cicadas hid in the treetops and chirped. Ling Kexin held the basket in her hands and walked over and over again. Each time she walked more than a hundred meters.
It was so hot that her skirt had already been wet with sweat, and her face was sore from the sun. Her sweat-wet hair stuck to her face, and her clear eyes were like pearls soaked in water. Although they were bright, they lacked agility.
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"Brother, if you torture her like this, she will die." Mortao stood in the study on the third floor, opened the curtains and stared at the girl who was struggling to move on the path.
"Are you distressed?" Mo Ye browsed the computer website, his dark eyes as deep as a pool.
Don't think he doesn't know. Several times, there are footsteps walking at the door of his room. On the floors above the third floor, only he, Mortao, can walk around freely at night.
This little goblin really looks like a man's soul. Even if Mortao is usually careless, he is indeed the most unsteady man! If he hadn't been in awe of him as a big brother since he was a child, he might have torn Ling Kexin's body into his belly.
Mortao smiled softly after hearing this: "What did you say? I'm just afraid that she won't have the energy to wait for you at night."
"Have no strength? Every day, she ignores the rest of my breakfast. How can I have no strength?" Moor Ye curled his lips coldly, mockingly.
Mortao squinted at Ling Kexin's back... Such a delicate body, she moved like a branch swaying in the wind. He believed that a strong wind would blow her down.
"I'm convinced by her. How can you be so powerful without eating or drinking?" Mortao said "haha" and smiled, but as soon as the laughter fell, on the path surrounded by flowers and plants, the lavender figure appeared like
The kite fell to the ground like a stripped kite.
"No!" Mortao screamed, turned around and rushed towards the door of the study.
Mor Ye raised his head in surprise, raised his eyebrows, and walked towards the window strangely. He saw a male servant running out of the villa. He quickly ran towards the path, and soon after, Mor Tao passed by.
Mor Ye's dark eyes darkened, and when he saw Mor Tao picking up Ling Kexin who was unconscious on the ground, his sinister lips slowly curved upward in a cold arc.
Ling Kexin suffered from heatstroke and developed a high fever, and it was Aunt Mei who took care of her.
It was the same empty hut. She was lying on the mat on the wooden bed, with dry lips and flushed face. There was a towel covering her forehead. The towel was cold and hot, hot and cold, and Aunt Mei changed it again and again.
Wang Ma brought a bowl of water and a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water in her hand. Aunt Mei held up Ling Kexin's head and fed the medicine into her mouth.
Ling Kexin was unconscious. When the spicy medicine slid down her throat, she coughed, but she still frowned, closed her eyes, and kept murmuring with her dry mouth: "Mom...Mom, where are you...you
where……"
"Aunt Mei, I think you should beg the young master to let Dr. Cao come and take a look." Mother Wang looked at the unconscious Ling Kexin on the bed, her eyes flashing with pity, and she said.
Aunt Mei frowned, twisted a wet towel for Ling Kexin to put on, and then said expressionlessly: "If the eldest young master could agree, he would have asked Dr. Cao to come here long ago. If he hasn't come now, he probably left her alone.
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Wang Ma sighed, with a bit of regret in her tone: "I'm sorry for this child. I heard that she came to see her mother... but I don't know why the young master tormented her like this."
Aunt Mei was startled after hearing this, and Jier warned her seriously: "Wang Ma, we are working here. Don't interfere with the young masters' affairs. If you talk too much, you won't even know how you will die by then."
Wang Ma shrank, quickly took the bowl and turned around to leave the room.
"Brother, let the doctor go and see her." In the study room of the big villa, Mor Tao stood at the table, staring at Mor Ye's iceberg face.
Mo Ye raised his head, with a cold look on his face and gloomy black eyes, glaring at Mo Ye angrily: "What have you done? Have you forgotten the hatred in your heart? If you forget, go to Xiangshan now
Sanitarium or go to America.”
Mortao shrank his neck, lowered his head, and muttered: "I'm not distressed, but I'm afraid that she will die too soon... We haven't tortured her enough."
"That's good if you really think so! If you dare to be affectionate to her, be careful I'll break your legs." Mor Ye said coldly, and waved his hand, signaling Mor Tao to go out.
Mortao did not dare to contradict him. In the domestic family, besides his father, it was his eldest brother who made the decisions. Moreover, this eldest brother was cold and unsmiling, but he was decisive and resolute in handling matters. He acted vigorously and resolutely, and the entire multinational group followed his lead.
No matter how big the issue is, as long as he comes forward, nothing will be settled.
In the evening, it was very hot and muggy, and thick clouds hung thickly in the sky.
Suddenly, a bright bolt of lightning pierced the night sky, followed by a "bang" and muffled thunder, like the rolling wheels of a car hitting her ears. Ling Kexin, who was lying on the wooden bed, suddenly woke up.
"Mom!" The scream was like tearing clouds and silk, crossing the sky above Mo's Manor.
Mo Ye pushed away the charming woman who was sitting on him and shook her head, frowning, and got out of bed.
The woman was startled, Jier turned around like a water snake, put her hands around his narrow waist, her eyes were as charming as silk, and she begged delicately: "Young Master, I want more..."
Mo Ye grabbed her chestnut curly hair with his backhand, glared coldly, and slapped her away.
"Go away!" One word, loud and clear.
The woman was startled and ran out naked in panic. With a stern expression, More Ye walked to the window and opened the curtains. Han Che's eyes glanced outside and saw the leftmost side of the servants' building.
A light came on in a small room.
There was a tightness in the chest, and the color of the phoenix eyes became darker. "Shua..." Another bolt of lightning tore through the black sky. The moment the thunder sounded, a scream of fear once again cut through the sky like a thread.
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"Mommy mommy……"
Mo Ye quickly put on his clothes, turned around, walked out of the room, and walked outside the courtyard. He saw Aunt Mei rushing over there, followed by a little maid who seemed to be holding something in her hand.
"Stop!" Mor Ye shouted to them sternly.
When the little maid Lu Qiaoer heard his voice, her legs went weak. Before she could turn around, she knelt down on the ground with a plop. Her whole body was shaking like sifting sugar, and her teeth chattered loudly.
Aunt Mei was also frightened and panicked. She turned around, just as a flash of lightning flashed across like a sword, illuminating her pale face. She lowered her head and said tremblingly: "Young Master, I...
...I looked at her and saw that she was really in trouble, so... I asked Dr. Cao to prescribe some medicine."
After hearing this, Moor Ye turned his eyes to the medicine box in Lu Qiaoer's hand. His dark eyes turned cold. He stepped forward, snatched the medicine and threw it into the air. Then his cold voice was as cold as ice: "I'll try again next time."
Disobey my order and I will starve you for ten days!"
Aunt Mei trembled all over after hearing this, and said repeatedly: "I don't dare, and I won't dare again next time."
"Bang!" The door was kicked open, and a stream of cold air poured in. Ling Kexin raised her head and saw the big demon walking towards him coldly, like a hell threatening to kill her, and her body shrank even more like a ball.
The tender, boneless little white rabbit, with purple lips and face as white as paper, clung to the corner, eyes wide open in fear.
The eyes are so bright and beautiful, but unfortunately the fear at this time is too strong, and they are covered with a layer of shiny water mist. The slightly opened lips without any color are like iceberg snow lotus, white and cool.