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

An Mo sat on the bed, holding her mobile phone in her hand, and the number displayed on the screen was César's number. She hesitated for nearly an hour, but never dialed it.

She couldn't call César at this time, even if she now thought he would be satisfied even just hearing his voice, she couldn't call.

César would feel that she was pestering him and destroying his relationship with Gong Shenmu. No matter how much she didn't want to admit it, César might have cared about this marriage from the very beginning.

She clearly knew that she should put down the phone, but she couldn't do it. She tried desperately to recall his voice and the fragments of their relationship, even though she really remembered very little.

She loves him so much, really, really loves him, why does he have to be admired by the palace god?

She admired him countless times more than the palace god.

Perhaps, if Gong Shenmu loves him like she does, even as long as she loves him with all her heart, she won't have so many thoughts, and she won't be as unwilling as she is now.

The palace god Mu Mingming couldn't give him happiness, why couldn't she give it?

She didn't know how long she sat on the bed until the moonlight outside the window receded before she was ready to put down her phone and lie down.

The bright light flickered suddenly, and the hand that hadn't been put down in a hurry was shaking.

She was overjoyed in vain, and quickly took out her phone to check.

In the next second, the expression on his face was full of disappointment.

not him.

It was an unfamiliar number, London, she hesitated for a while, but still answered the call, "Hello, who is it?"

"Hearing your voice, it seems like you are waiting for someone." An elegant and gentle voice, extremely nice and charming.

An Mo felt that she obviously had no contact or communication with this person, and it could even mean that she was not familiar with him, but she could still hear his voice easily.

"How do you have my number?" She said coldly, she didn't think that Dongfang Ye, oh no, it was Yinmei who came to find her, so something good would happen.

"Hehe," Yin Mei smiled softly over there, "Is there something I want to know but don't know, huh?"

An Mo frowned, she didn't like to deal with this man, because in front of him, even if she wasn't in front of him, for example, now, just separated by a telephone line, she still felt that his eyes were everywhere, Seeing through every corner of her heart like infrared rays.

All thoughts are invisible in front of him, this feeling is too bad.

"Are you waiting for César's call?" Yin Mei spoke again from there, her voice low and almost seductive, "Is it possible that after he married Shenmu, he didn't want you anymore."

"What on earth are you trying to do?" An Mo's heart ached, and he was easily stabbed like this, "If it's okay, then I'll hang up the phone."

"Don't you want to get him?" The unhurried call still managed to prevent her from hanging up.

After a while, she said slowly, "What do you mean?" She would not be so stupid and naive as to think that he would take the initiative to help her.

"Your leg," Yin Mei changed the subject and said slowly, "I have thought of a cure."

"I don't know when my brother cared so much about my legs." An Mo sarcastically said coldly. She asked herself that she had no hatred with Dongfang Ye, but she didn't have any good feelings either.

This man looks gentle and elegant, but he is cold-blooded and ruthless, and she knows a little bit about it.

"Although I have a solution, whether it can be cured or not depends on César's ability and how much he can do for you." Yin Mei sat on a chair on the balcony, patted herself with her fingers. "An Mo, it's a good choice to tie a man up with guilt. You're very smart about this, but his guilt towards you is far less than his affection and obsession with Gong Shenmu, so you Although the move is good, it is useless against your enemies."

"So?" Although she didn't know why Dongfang Ye said this to her, it was undeniable that what he said was correct.

In César's eyes, he is sorry for her, he owes her legs, but he still chooses to be with Gong Shenmu.

"Sizell is a selfish man," Yin Mei continued to laugh, "He will not give up his beloved woman for the sake of so-called morality and guilt. If you want to win his man, you can only - from Gong Shenmu Let's do it."

"Only if Gong Shenmu doesn't want César, will he be able to settle for the next best thing and stay with you."

Of course, that was also when César didn't know anything. With him around, this kind of situation would never happen.

Of course, he didn't need to tell his good sister about these things.

"What is your purpose?"

"My purpose has nothing to do with you," Yinmei lazily replied, "As long as your leg is saved, César will definitely pay off your debt at all costs. You know what to do."

"You want..." An Mo hesitated for a while, but still asked, "How to heal my leg."

Although she already has the idea of ​​sacrificing that leg, she is a woman after all. Even people like Su Yan have been inferior for so many years because of lameness, and there will always be some shadows in her heart. of.

"Well, you don't need to worry about that."

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Shenmu was holding the phone, watching the bright colors gradually rising outside the window in a trance, obviously she was very sleepy, but she had no sleep all night, sitting from dark to dawn.

"Sister," she didn't dial the phone until the morning sun began to shine on her, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know Yinmei?"

Mo Bai frowned over there, Yin Mei?

"I've heard of it, but I haven't dealt with him before," she replied without much hesitation, "What's the matter, Mumu, do you have anything to do with him?"

Mobai and Yinmei are from the same era, I heard that it is normal, if she hadn't regretted being in a coma for so long due to an accident, she might have a chance to fight.

But not long after I heard that she fell into a coma, Yin Mei also disappeared.

So she is not very familiar with this person.

"I..." Shenmu hesitated for a while, but still said slowly, "He said he could change my blood, he could...save my life."

Apart from the truth of Yin Mei's words, she was still uneasy about the purpose of that man, so close to her that he even went out of his way to help her research medicine.

She needs someone she can trust, and now Mobai is the most suitable one.

"What's his condition?" In less than three seconds, Shenmu heard Mo Bai's calm question.

They are not relatives or friends, if they help, they must ask for it.

"Sister, I don't know what he wants from me."

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