His warm voice almost seemed to break the demon's spell when it rang in this corridor.

Feng Mi looked at Bai Shumo gratefully. Indeed, she wanted to accompany her grandfather well. If it weren't for the unreliable people in front of her, she wouldn't want to go there in person.

"Okay, please come with me!"

Liu Zhengyu turned around and went back to the living room to get the medicine box, then walked in front and went down the stairs, and Bai Shumo followed him to get the medicine.

Feng Mi didn't say anything. She pushed open the living room door and looked at Mr. Bai who was transferred to the temporary hospital bed.

A tube was inserted on the back of his hand, and the potion slowly dripped down and flowed into the clear blood vessel.

His body was covered with a snow-white quilt, his thin cheeks were pale, and his gray hair almost merged with the color of the pillow below.

He lay quietly, silently lying there, as if he had lost his breath, and his whole body seemed particularly calm.

But Feng Mi knew that he had just fallen asleep and quietly fell asleep.

His eyebrows were so peaceful, as if he was indescribable.

At this moment, Mr. Bai lost his sharp edge and edges. He is just the most ordinary old man in the world.

Feng Mi suddenly felt a little sad. The sadness came from that her grandfather who loved her the most was so old.

After quietly accompanying Mr. Bai for a while, Feng Mi moistened Mr. Bai's dry lips with a cotton swab, then quietly put down the things in her hand and quietly retreated.

Outside the living room, Zhao Mingye and Tong Jiayuan stood there quietly, and Tong Jiayuan was even a little panicked.

Her delicate makeup no longer has the vitality of the past, and she is even more depressed.

All in her mind was Mr. Bai's trembling fingers pointing at her.

Her eyes fell on the ground, she lowered her eyes and stared at her toes, shook her head sadly, no, she really didn't mean it, she didn't mean it to make her grandfather angry. Who knows, who knows that she didn't control it well, and if she doesn't pay attention, that's it!

Zhao Mingye was also angry and just scolded Tong Jiayuan. He was tired now!

As soon as Feng Mi closed the living room door, she slapped her backhand and threw her hard on Tong Jiayuan's delicate face.

With a "bang" sound, everyone was shocked when the powerful slap sounded through the corridor.

Tong Jiayuan turned around, but unexpectedly she slapped her heavily in the face and threw it directly on her face.

Raising his hand to cover half of the face that was beaten, Tong Jiayuan looked at Feng Mi, who looked cold in front of her, and screamed in an incredible voice: "Feng Mi, do you hit me? Do you dare to hit me!?"

As she said that, she stretched out her right hand and prepared to go back to Feng Mi to slap her.

However, the palm with pointed red nails was easily intercepted by a jade-like tender girdle in the air.

Tong Jiayuan raised her eyes and met Feng Mi's sarcastic face with her lips above, "What's wrong with hitting you? I still want to beat you!"

Feng Mi snorted from her nose, and the anger directly sprayed on Tong Jiayuan's face.

At that moment, Tong Jiayuan's delicate oval face was a little distorted.

"Feng Mi, you—"

"What are you?" Feng Mi sneered, regardless of Tong Jiayuan's distorted face, his strength became heavier, and Tong Jiayuan's wrist bone was almost crushed by her.

But she and Feng Mi have always been natural enemies, so how could they easily beg for mercy from Feng Mi?

"Tong Jiayuan, I warn you, if there is another time for such a thing today, you will give me some skin care! I can't guarantee that next time, you can still stand and talk to me like now!"

"I only have one grandfather, and I love my grandfather the most. Whoever dares to make him uncomfortable is to go against me Feng Mi!"

"Haha..." Hearing this, Tong Jiayuan ignored the pain on her wrist and smiled sarcastically, "Feng Mi, are you... threatening me?"

With his eyes slanted, Feng Mi half-squinted her eyes and glanced at Tong Jiayuan coldly, "Yes, you heard it right!"

"You--" Tong Jiayuan took a breath of air. The wisps of light burst out from the latter's half-closed eyes made Tong Jiayuan's heart feel a little chilled.

There is another reason why she hates Feng Mi, naturally, that is, Feng Mi's look is so arrogant that you can never guess her thoughts and behaviors in the next second.

It is precisely because of this mysterious and unknown personality that everyone who appreciates her continues to follow.

Since childhood, boys who played with them all like Feng Mi. No matter how outstanding Tong Jiayuan is, they can only see Feng Mi in their eyes.

Tong Jiayuan hates it so much, she hates it so much!

"Feng Mi, don't forget that grandpa is also my grandfather, not your grandfather alone..." He spitted out this sentence with all his bets. Tong Jiayuan originally wanted to get back 10%, but she didn't know how unconfidence she was when she said this.

"Since you know that it is your grandfather, please be filial to him and don't make him angry like today, and then need an emergency!" Feng Mi thought of the old man with white hair lying on the hospital bed, and she was just angry.

Therefore, the cold light in her eyes became even more intense. When she stared at Tong Jiayuan's gaze, she wanted to scrape a layer of flesh off the other person's body.

"I..." Tong Jiayuan was guilty of this matter, so she naturally didn't dare to defend herself.

"Okay, since you agree, I hope you won't stimulate him again because of this matter in the past few days!" Tong Jiayuan's speech was insulted, and Feng Mi assumed that she agreed.

While Zhao Mingye next to him was reacting and preparing to say something, Feng Mi had already spoken directly: "Aunt Zhao, since grandpa's situation is stable and nothing else is going on, I'll go down first!"

"I'll see him again when my grandfather wakes up!"

Without waiting for Zhao Mingye to say something, Feng Mi snatched the white spots, and finally took a cold look at Tong Jiayuan, then walked down the stairs.

Looking at Feng Mi disappearing at the stairs, Zhao Mingye almost pinched his nails into his palms, "Little beast!"

Thinking of Feng Mi slapped Tong Jiayuan in front of her just now, Zhao Mingye felt a breath of anger choked in his throat, and he couldn't get up or down.

But she couldn't say anything. Looking at the little beast's quick figure, Zhao Mingye was about to vomit to death.

"Mom!" Tong Jiayuan looked at Feng Mi going away, and then she dared to cry out loud, "What did you do just now? I didn't help me!"

"Shut up!" Looking at Tong Jiayuan's unscrupulous look, Zhao Mingye's well-maintained face was twisted, "You useless thing, you actually expect me to help you!?"

"Mom, I..."

"Stop talking, haven't you heard from the doctor that your grandfather can't bear the stimulation in the past few days? You'd better follow him a little, otherwise, we both will be done!" Zhao Mingye said aloud, then shook the brocade handkerchief in his hand and raised his foot and was about to leave.

At this moment, Tong Jiayuan stepped forward and hugged Zhao Mingye's thigh, "Mom, you can't ignore me, I don't care. I don't want to marry that prodigal son, I don't want to marry that prodigal son even if I die!"

"Don't marry?" Hearing this, Zhao Mingye pulled the stiff corners of his lips with some self-deprecating self-deprecatingness, "You've slept with others and are pregnant with other people's children. At this point, can you decide whether to marry or not??"

"Mom?" Tong Jiayuan was almost frightened by Zhao Mingye like this, and the force of holding Zhao Mingye's thighs was also relaxed a little, "Mom, didn't you say that if I want to marry, I would marry the most famous person in A City? You have been educating me like this since you were a child!"

There were still tears on her face, and her delicate makeup was already crying, looking a little funny.

"You dare to say--"

When Zhao Mingye heard this, he felt a fire from the bottom of his heart. She almost twisted her hideous face and roared: "Do you know how much money I spent on you since I was a child? I wholeheartedly wanted you to marry a good family, but you looked at you-"

Her long black nails were slapped on Tong Jiayuan's forehead, "You are so incompetent that you are so angry!"

As she said that, she reached out and pushed Tong Jiayuan, then stared at the heels that were ten centimeters tall.

"Mom..." Tong Jiayuan, who was behind him, cried miserably.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun shone brightly, and the bright sunshine shone on the 88-story building of Fengxing Group, and a golden side was folded on that floor-to-ceiling window.

At the headquarters of Fengxing Group, at this moment, the interior is like a high-speed rotating machine, and all the employees are busy. In the lobby, the marble floor that can be seen can almost shine with people.

At this moment, a sharp shout broke the air on the top. All the secretaries of the secretary's office looked at each other with their eyes unanimously. When they saw the person coming, they turned around at the same time, not wanting to have a slight connection with the person.

"Dongdongdongdongdong--" Three knocks sounded outside the president's office.

But before the person inside said, "Please come in", the man outside had already pushed the door open and rushed in.

"Get out of here, I'm going to my brother's office. Do you still need to knock on the door??"

A figure wearing a floral shirt and jeans rushed in in a blink of an eye.

"President..." The secretary looked at Huo Xingyan who was working inside with some concern.

"Go down!" A cold voice came from the office.

"Yes, President!" The secretary was as if he had been amnesty. When he closed the door, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Tell me, what trouble did you cause this time?"

It was not until the office door closed that Huo Xingyan took the document he was reviewing, leaned half on the leather seat behind him, and looked at the boy in front of him who was dyeing his hair yellow with his floral shirt.
Chapter completed!