Ye Feifei raised her eyebrows at Mo Ran as she spoke. She was deliberately trying to hit Mo Ran.
Mo Ran really understood what Ye Feifei meant. She bit her lips and took a deep breath. Then she seemed to have thought of something and said, "Yes, I can't give you money. I agree to such a thing with my body."
He doesn't know how to do it either. But I can help him in his career. I know that Mr. Ye has a project that needs help. I happen to know the person in charge of that project. Mr. Ye, just think of me as reciprocating the favor."
"Mo Ran, are you not clear on something?"
Ye Feifei squinted her eyes and looked at Moran.
Silently, he blinked and asked, "What do you mean? I didn't understand something?"
Ye Feifei raised her eyebrows, rested her head on Xiao Ling's shoulder, and said softly: "Have you forgotten Mr. Xiao behind me? Do you think he still needs your help in his career?"
"He, he is not the kind of person who is willing to take things easy. He needs to earn what he wants." Mo Ran pursed his lips and said stubbornly.
Ye Feifei sneered and said, "If I help him, he will be a free man. What about your help? What is your help? Mo Ran, please don't have double standards."
"I'm different. I'm grateful to him for helping me yesterday. Ye Feifei, you can't use money and status to tie a man to your side. It won't last long. If you love someone, you have to think deeply about him. Do you understand?" Mo Ran?
She looks like she knows how to love someone.
Ye Feifei smiled, looked up at Xiao Ling, and asked with a bit of tenderness: "My dear, what do you think of this matter?"
"I like to eat your soft rice." Xiao Ling held Ye Feifei's little face in her hands, her eyes filled with adoration.
When Mo Ran heard this, she felt bad. She bit her lips hard and swallowed a bit of her displeasure, then said to Xiao Ling: "Ye Luo, you are not this kind of person, why do you have to become like this?"
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"How do you know I'm not this kind of person? Do you know me very well?" Xiao Ling stared at Moran, his cold gaze was like a scalpel, trying to cut off Moran's skin inch by inch.
Mo Ran was hurt by such a look. She covered her chest and said uncomfortably: "I want to get to know you. But you don't give me a chance, right? You...you only have Ye Feifei in your eyes."
"I like her." Zi Zi only has eyes for her.
After understanding the implication, Mo Ran was so distressed that she almost suffocated. She held back her tears and continued: "But I want to thank you. You help me so much, so I have to do something to thank you, right? I'm not the kind of person who rolls my eyes.
Wolf, I have received benefits from others, and I just want to... I just want to be grateful."
Xiao Ling didn't say anything, but Ye Feifei spoke. She glanced at Moran lightly and chuckled: "I'm sorry, you wanted to thank him, but he didn't want to accept it. If you are smart enough, you should understand that at this time,
Your not disturbing him is the greatest respect for him."
"I..." stared at Xiao Ling silently.
However, Xiao Ling no longer looked at her at this moment, and didn't even give her any peripheral vision. She bit her lip and cried uncomfortably. When she raised her hand to say something, Xiao Ling and Ye Feifei had already walked out of the ward.
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Hearing the door close, I sat silently on the hospital bed, covering my face and crying.
Why, this routine doesn’t work either!
Leaves fall, what do you want?
How can I compete with Ye Feifei?
After crying for a while, Mo Ran took out her cell phone and sent a message to her little military advisor Xie Yun.