“…”

Chen An was stunned for a moment. Mo Nanjue slid down from his shoulder with one hand, as if he had grabbed him. Chen An did not notice it, "Jew, you will regret it."

"What do you regret?" Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes lightly, "Aren't I standing up well?"

“Those are your own things.”

"Yes, it's just because it's my thing, so it's not difficult to have it anymore," Mo Nanjue's tongue gently pressed against the corner of his mouth, and opened the hidden edge in his eyes. "If you want to change to Ming'er Di'an Group, you can go public. I'll come in person and make you a first-class president, and even women are rushing to climb onto your bed, how about it?"

Chen An was furious, "Mo Nanjue! Are you still joking with me here?!"

The man couldn't smile in his eyes. Mo Nanjue withdrew his hand, turned around and walked towards the garage, "Okay, then don't follow me."

Chen An stared at his back, and before he could say anything, he touched his pocket...

Depend on!

Chen An raised his legs and walked towards the garage. Before he could walk in, the dark black Porsche wiped his shoulder and drove out. Only then did he realize, "Mo Nanjue, return the car key to me!"

Oh my god, I know how to squeeze him!

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After discussions within the Flame Hall, it was decided to set the wedding one week later.

Tong Ran started to have a high fever that day and had not receded for several days. She was pregnant and could not get an IVF for the time being. After seeing her, the doctor took the medicine carefully, but it still did not improve.

"Master, Madam is a special period now, and we dare not use sensitive medicine, but..." The old Chinese doctor thought about it, "I think it is related to Madam's mood. When people are desperate and not seeking survival, they are very repulsive of everything, which will affect their body and recover."

"Is there any way?"

"The only way is to make her feel better and cooperate with the treatment."

Luo Xiao frowned, how is this possible?

"I understand, you go down first."

Luo Xiao pushed the door and went in. Tong Ran was lying on the bed. She didn't speak or opened her eyes, just lay down and didn't move.

Luo Xiao sat on the edge of the bed. He reached out to grab the invitation on the head of the bed, and gently stroked his fingertips, "Xiao Ran, we will get married in seven days..."

Tong Ran naturally won’t speak.

No voice answered him.

Luo Xiao sat on the edge of the bed for a while, got up and walked out.

It was obviously a joyful and festive atmosphere, but the whole villa was as quiet as a dead person. The servants did not dare to speak loudly, for fear that they would anger him by accident.

When it was dinner time, Tong Ran didn't make a hunger strike. She sat up and took the lean meat porridge handed over by the servant, and drank it one by one. She was very slow and forced to swallow every bite.

After drinking, she lay back on the bed.

After dinner, Mo Beiyan was bored and drove the car to the villa directly.

The matter on Dongtang has not been resolved yet, and there is a lot of trouble left. Luo Xiao has not come back when he goes out. He pushes the door and walks in. Two servants are wiping the stairs.

Mo Beiyan glanced around, and the cold atmosphere didn't feel like home at all, "Where is your hall master?"

The servant didn't know him, "The master of the hall is out."

"I'll look for your master's wife," Mo Beiyan looked up and walked up the stairs, "Which room?"

"You can't go up..."

Mo Beiyan refused to listen to his advice. He walked quickly. He found a circle on the second floor and went directly to the third floor.
Chapter completed!