Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 172 Late at night, Mi Yao was drunk

He also has a bank in his name, so rich.

Mi Yao was wondering if he was so generous to every woman he had ever played with, setting up a bank for her to play with.

Then she is welcome.

Mi Yao stretched out her hand to take Jinka, "Thank you...and, I can go to the hospital later...Mo Luosong?"

She was afraid that this name would make him fly into a rage, so she lowered her voice.

Feng Yueming didn't have many emotional turmoil, he reached out and touched her little head, "I said, you can go wherever you want, and you don't need to report to me."

After finishing speaking, he got up and put her gently on the bed, then walked away.

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in the hospital.

When Mi Yao came to the intensive care unit, Mo Luosong was still in a coma, so she sat down on the chair next to her.

At this moment, Mo Yu's wife came in, "Yaoyao, are you here?"

"Aunt Mo, how is Brother Mo?"

"The bullet from Luo Song's body was removed. The operation was successful, but he has been in a coma and has not woken up. The doctor said that he is not in danger yet." Mo Yu's wife sighed.

"Aunt Mo, I'm sorry..."

"Yaoyao, don't say I'm sorry anymore. The last time my aunt was in a bad mood, she said such harsh words to you. Don't take it to heart. I know that Luo Song's medical expenses are all given by... Feng Shuai. Feng Shuai is also doing well... not good..."

Mi Yao twitched her lips, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

It was inconvenient for Mo Yu's wife to say anything else, she carried the teapot, "Yaoyao, you sit down, I'll make a pot of hot water."

The ward was quiet again, and Mi Yao slowly reached out her small hand to hold Mo Luosong's hand. She felt her throat was astringent, and some words seemed to be stuck in her throat, "Brother Mo, I'm the one who hurt you. Recently I often have dreams, dreams When you just returned to China and stood on the podium in high spirits, if it weren't for me, you must be doing well now...I would also dream about my father, father...don't want me anymore, I ran to him, but he threw me away I pushed away, and he said that there is no daughter like me..."

"I'm always scared when I wake up in the middle of the night. Feng... Yueming is sleeping next to me. His embrace scares me, and I'll break out in cold sweat...Brother Mo, I feel like I'm sick. I don't know what I can do." How long will you hold on to... living without any hope..."

The teardrops in Mi Yao's eyes fell on Mo Luosong's hands, scorching hot.

She quickly covered her mouth with her small hand, not wanting to cry out.

At this time, the fingers on her palm moved...

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At night, Lanzhuju.

Feng Yueming came back, Fu's mother took the coat in his hand, he slightly raised his hand, pulled the tie around his neck and threw it to Fu's mother, his eyes were fixed on the upstairs room.

Fu's mother knew what he was looking at, "Young commander, Miss Mi is in a good mood today, she went shopping at the mall, and came back with a big bag, and she ate a bowl full of rice at night, and she is in the room now. "

"Understood." Feng Yueming walked upstairs.

Standing at the door, he gently opened the door.

There was music in the room, but the lights were not turned on, only red candles flickered. Mi Yao had long black hair like silk and was dancing in a red dress. While dancing, she also sang.

She sang an 80s English song, and the romantic petty bourgeois tune came out of her oriole-like voice, which made his eardrums crisp.

She was still holding a bottle of red wine in her hand. She drank about half of the bottle and was a little drunk.

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