How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2235 Sweet Marriage Chapter 796 For a person like her, living an extra second is a waste of air!

"it is good."

The man raised his hand and calmly helped her tidy up the hair beside her ears: "I won't interfere with your life."

Hao Xiaoman subconsciously avoided his touch.

With this action of his, it was really hard for her to believe that what he just said was true.

In the end, I still didn't want to entangle with him anymore, so I turned and went back to the ward.

The man turned around, stood where she was standing just now, lit a cigarette casually, then stared at the closed door of the ward, puffing on and off.

When Hao Xiaoman came out, the man had already left, but it could be seen that he had been here for a long time, probably not long after he left.

The choking smell of smoke still lingers in the air, and there are cigarette butts all over the floor that workers haven't had time to clean up. Counting them, there are 23 of them.

He, Nan Mubai, dared to smoke unscrupulously in the hospital without attracting the word 'no'.

It's just that his addiction to cigarettes is obviously getting worse recently. Sometimes he will habitually take out one while talking to her, and then he probably cares about her body, so he won't ignite it immediately, so he just keeps holding it in his hand. inside.

If things go on like this, maybe her braids will turn up earlier than this sick person like her.

Perhaps because of that incident, the huge north house seemed much empty for a while.

It looks like a gorgeous empty city, exuding a dark and gloomy atmosphere under the oppressive cloudy sky.

Hao Xiaoman stood at the door, frowned and stared at it for a long time before stepping in.

This time when she came to the North Residence, the guards did not stop her, and let her in without saying a word.

After the maid led her up to the second floor, she knocked on the door, and the door opened from the inside. Two maids who looked very serious were guarding.

Seeing her, he just nodded slightly and let her in.

In the bedroom, Deng Meng was leaning against the bay window, curled up with her knees bent, still wearing blood-stained pajamas, and under her short, smooth black hair was a small, bloodless face.

Hao Xiaoman slowly closed the bedroom door, looked at her, and called softly: "Deng Meng."

The woman's absent-minded eyes moved, as if she suspected that she had heard wrong, she turned her head and stared at her for a while, then suddenly got up and wanted to go over.

Perhaps it was because he had kept this position for so long that his legs were a little numb. When he got up and went down, he staggered violently before taking two steps, almost falling down.

Hao Xiaoman went up to support her in a few strides, frowned and looked at her face: "Why is your face so ugly? Did they hit you?"

Deng Meng shook her head, her voice was a little hoarse: "No, it's just that I haven't had a good rest these two days,...how did you come here?"

She did look a little haggard, but she didn't see any signs of being abused. Hao Xiaoman sighed softly: "Deng Meng, why are you so stupid?"

Everyone knows that she married into Bei's family for an impure purpose. Living in this family is already difficult, and now she directly stabbed Bei Qianqian three times. Judging by Bei Mosheng's attitude, she doesn't intend to protect her anymore. From now on... what to do
She will come, and Deng Meng probably guessed that she already knew, turned around and sat down by the bay window again, with a dull expression: "For a person like her, one second of life is a waste of air! I just It is cleaning up the garbage for this earth!"

Hao Xiaoman walked over, squatted down in front of her, held her with his fingers still stained with dried blood, his eyes suddenly became sore: "Deng Meng, I divorced Nan Mubai... In the future, I'm afraid I can't help it." I will help you again, you put yourself in such a desperate situation for me... what should I do?"

(End of this chapter)