“…”

How to marry again...

Her current identity is still in prison. Although Meng Shaoling asked someone to replace her, it is impossible for her to get married again within the prison time.

Air tickets to France are purchased with black market ID cards.

Mo Huantong grabbed his arm and did not answer, "Mo Beiyan, I'm really angry if you don't get up again! Your legs will be ruined!"

"If you lose it, you will lose it! You promise me first!"

"I have promised you!"

"That doesn't count, don't cry out for pain. You pack up your things and move them back to me now. You can only live with me in the future!"

"Get up first!"

"You go and clean up first! After moving, take a photo for me, and I will get up when I receive the photo!"

“…”

Will he still have these legs when he is?

Did he think his legs could be regenerated?

Mo Huantong couldn't pull him up, and the two couldn't stand stalemate. Mo Beiyan became stubborn and refused to listen to the advice. Huantong looked up at the man in black next to him, and was so anxious that he was at a loss. "You are still standing there... Come and help him, his legs will be ruined!"

Mo Beiyan yelled coldly, "Who dares to come here?"

Man in black: "…"

Several people looked at each other, and one of them said, "We have called Miss Tong..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a mini car drove into the main entrance of the entertainment city. Mo Huantong straightened up, "Xiao Ran!"

Tong Ran pushed the door and got out of the car without even pulling out the key. She walked over quickly, and Mo Beiyan stiffened his back and opened his face. Damn, why did Mr. Ran come here?!

The man in black greeted him, "Miss Tong."

Tong Ran smelled the strong smell of wine and blood as soon as she got closer. She frowned and said, "This is..."

"He refused to go to the hospital," Mo Huantong said anxiously, "Xiao Ran, please let them raise him up. He has been kneeling for a while, I'm afraid..."

She was incoherent and had no idea what she was talking about. Mo Beiyan gave her a fierce look, "Don't shout, hurt, are you looking for a beating again?"

Who asked her to tell Master Ran so much?!

“…”

Tong Ran bent down and supported Mo Beiyan, while looking at the man in black, "Come and help quickly and carry him into the car."

Mo Beiyan shook his hand hard, "I see who dares!"

"Do you want me to call Mo Nanjue?" Tong Ran coldly looked and took out his cell phone from his pocket. "I'll call now and let him tell you."

"Miss Tong, don't!"

The people in black were stunned when they heard this. Several people rushed forward and hugged Mo Beiyan directly, "Young Master... Let's go to the hospital now."

"Put me down!"

"Young Master, you will die if you know we are...Young Master, I'm sorry."

“…”

Mo Beiyan's legs remained kneeling, Mo Huantong followed the side, took off his coat and covered his legs, "It's coming soon, you can bear it..."

"I'm not afraid of pain! Don't shout pain, I'm not you!"

“…”

Before getting on the bus, Mo Huantong looked back and saw that the carpet at the door was stained with blood, flowing into the floor tiles one by one... It was shocking.

She bit her lower lip, her heart trembled constantly, Huantong reached out to cover her mouth, forcing the tears that were about to overflow back.

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Hospital, VIP ward.
Chapter completed!