The army commander takes love, and the warm wife is poisonous

Mo Bai raised his head, "Call the doctor first, Mumu was injured just now."

Shenmu lowered her head, didn't speak, just sat quietly.

César glanced at her, and Mo Bai pressed the knee on his leg, and asked Hui behind him, "Dr. Han hasn't come yet?"

Hui quickly replied, "It should be on the way."

Shenmu had a bit of a headache, and looked at Mo Bai dumbfounded, "Sister, I'm really fine." It was just being bumped, and this injury is not even considered an injury, it can be completely ignored.

Mo Bai treats her like a little girl, but she is no longer a little girl.

César stared at Shenmu's face, and asked lightly, "How did you get hurt?"

Shenmu didn't speak, and Mo Bai answered for her. She smiled slowly, "It seems that you and your woman are not usually democratic and friendly. A little servant has the courage to push Miss Yemen."

In fact, it doesn't count to push, but to be precise, he pushed the wheelchair towards her. When she walked to the stairs, she happened to see this scene.

"Impossible." César subconsciously spit out three words without even thinking about it.

She is Mu Liuli, one of the best in martial arts, how could she be pushed down by a servant?

Mobai's brows were raised, and there was a little coldness in her eyes. She curled her lips, "What do you mean? Think I'm blind?"

César's attitude...

It seems that she really slept for too long, the outside world has changed.

Shenmu smiled lightly, "Sister, when are you going back to Paris? I'll go back with you."

Mo Bai is such a sensitive and transparent person, it is impossible for her not to feel this subtle atmosphere, she raised her chin and pointed at An Mo, "Is that the woman you are looking for?"

One sentence already contained strong dissatisfaction, "She acquiesced to her servant to push Mumu down just now, and now she is hurt, how do you make amends for this?"

César frowned, looking at Shenmu, but she never looked at him, sitting beside Shenmu, like a gentle and caring younger sister, "Sister, let's go back to Paris, everyone knows you're awake , Daddy and Mommy will be very happy."

Mo Bai squinted his eyes and looked at Shenmu, "By the way, are you really my sister? Although it is said that women's colleges have changed eighteen times, I find it hard to accept your changes."

Mo Bai felt a headache, she really had slept for too long, although she had already asked the bodyguards outside the door about the situation while waiting for Shenmu, but... it was still far away.

When did her sister adopt such a standard ladylike style?

The smile on Shenmu's face froze for a moment, but it was only a flash, and she soon returned to her gentle smile, "When are you going back?"

Since Cecil appeared here, she has been saying that she wants to leave. Of course they are going back to Paris. She asked Mumu to come here, just to give others a surprise.

But, "My physical strength hasn't recovered yet, let's wait for three days before leaving." When Mo Bai said this, he looked her directly in the eyes.

"Oh," Shenmu replied in a low voice, Mo Bai's health is not good, she can't force her to leave, "I'll accompany you."

She tried her best to get rid of other thoughts. Mo Bai had just woken up, so she had to be by her side. Seeing her wake up was already the happiest thing for her.

Everything else is unimportant, really unimportant.

"Miss Wenlk," An Mo walked over in a wheelchair at some unknown time, "I'm sorry for what happened just now, I accidentally hurt your sister, but I really didn't mean it..."

Mo Bai frowned before she finished speaking, she said with a half-smile, "The person you bumped into was my sister, are you apologizing to me now, or are you apologizing for my identity?"

An Mo was stunned, she didn't expect her to say that...

Mo Bai glanced at her faintly, "I remember I said throw her out, didn't you hear?"

This sentence was said to Hui, she was smiling, but there was no smile in her eyes.

Hui Hui's face turned pale, and he lowered his head and said in a low voice, "But..."

"Mobai," César frowned, and asked faintly, "What did she do, you are so angry."

Mo Bai is a few years older than him, but like Gong Ziyi, he is habitually called by his first name, only Hughes and Shenmu can call her sister.

"Bumped my sister."

César looked at An Mo, "What's going on?"

An Mo bit her lip, and explained aggrievedly, "Er Xiaogong just barged in without saying a word. I was afraid that she would disturb you by going upstairs, so I asked Hui to stop her. Just now, when Fia pushed the wheelchair, she didn't Carefully bumped into her and was seen by Miss Wenlk."

"Oh," Mo Bai laughed softly, "Accidental?" She picked up a cup from the coffee table in front of the sofa in an orderly manner, and played with it in her hand, "Are you sure you were not careful? "

"it's me……"

"Bang!" There was a sudden loud sound, and the cup flew out of her hand, hitting the armrest of An Mo's wheelchair accurately, and the shards of glass narrowly brushed past her ears, but nothing happened. touch her body.

An Mo's face turned pale with fright. She had just seen the cup flying towards her, and really thought it was thrown directly in her face.

After recovering from the shock, what she saw was a woman who had no smile on her face, her eyes were cold and deep, and her whole body was awe-inspiring.

"Enough Mobai," César's voice was already a little heavy, with displeasure, "She didn't do it on purpose, your body has just recovered and you need to rest, An Mo, apologize to Shenmu."

With his attitude, he was obviously protecting An Mo, and his dark blue eyes flashed thoughtfully.

Shenmu has been sitting quietly, with her hands on her knees, her long black hair hanging down, her face is calm, without any superfluous expressions.

An Mo slid the wheelchair in front of her, and handed her a cup of tea that the servant just brought up, with a flat voice and stubborn uneasiness, "Sorry, Miss Gong, I accidentally hurt you just now."

Shenmu raised her eyes, and looked at her with cold eyes. An Mo looked like a wronged little daughter-in-law, as if she had bullied her so much.

She glanced at the cup of tea, and smiled lightly, "It's so hot, do you think I can drink it?"

An Mo raised her head abruptly, resisting the urge to throw the teacup away, then turned her head and told the servant who hadn't left yet, "Change for a cup of cooler tea..."

"Bang," there was another sound of glass hitting the ground, and the cup in An Mo's hand was smashed to the ground. She looked angrily at Gong Shenmu who suddenly stood up, and gritted her teeth.

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