The President's wife is a global sensation

Chapter 2 She can cure him
It has to be said that the Mo family is the best stepping stone for her to leave here.

After coming out of the hospital, he was sent directly to the Mo family.

No matter what illness Mo Xiqing has and how long he can live, marrying him is a new beginning.

Not long after, Tang Yimo arrived at the Mojia Villa, and the housekeeper, Uncle Ding, came to greet him: "Madam, please."

Tang Yimo nodded and walked in.

Looking up, one can see the extremely luxurious hall at a glance, the high walls on all sides cast dark shadows on the soft carpet.

The servants looked at her and nodded respectfully, but the emotions on their faces were very depressed, and no one spoke.

The atmosphere in the whole villa is a bit weird.

Until she came to a guest room, there was a big "囍" on the door, and the decoration was very luxurious.

Uncle Ding opened the door and said, "Young master is in the treatment room. I'll take you to the new room later. If you need anything, just tell the servants."

Tang Yimo nodded: "Yes."

After Uncle Ding left, Tang Yimo opened her simple salute, took out a silver needle from inside, and his eyes deepened.

Perhaps, she can cure Mo Xiqing's illness.

Treating him was originally entrusted by others, so he agreed with his parents to come to the Mo family as Chongxi's bride.

When she cured his illness, she asked for a divorce. He was grateful, so he would definitely agree.

After that, she sat on the sofa and waited. After waiting, at night, she felt a little sleepy and half leaned on the sofa to take a nap.

crunch--

Suddenly, the door rang.

Tang Yimo opened his eyes, and then, he heard the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor, walking towards her in a low and steady manner.

She frowned slightly, which didn't seem like the way a patient should walk.

Tang Yimo looked at the faint moonlight shining in from the window, but before he could clearly see who was coming, he suddenly fell down.

"you……"

The man raised his hand and pressed her lips with his.

"Shh."

His fingertips were so hot that she was terrified.

She opened her eyes, trying to see him clearly, his curly eyelashes fluttered into a row of silhouettes that were not deep and not shallow under the moonlight, making those dark chestnut eyes feel secretive.

The man raised his eyebrows suddenly, and the light in his eyes was bright and hot. She subconsciously recognized it and frowned.

"Oh, substitute marriage?"

His tone was slightly raised, although it was a puzzled tone, but it was mixed with a bit of interest.

Tang Yimo tensed up, only feeling that danger was approaching.

(End of this chapter)