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Chapter 230 Why Do You Torture Me Even After You Die?

Mo Lichen left the room with Alan, and Ling Xiaoning, who was coming towards him, couldn't help but respect him immediately, "Young Master Mo."

After glancing at him, Mo Lichen said, "Go in and don't disturb her."

One of his words was as irresistible as an imperial decree, Ling Xiao nodded vigorously, "Yes."

After that, Mo Lichen walked over with Alan, went downstairs, and asked Arnold to take Alan to the airport.

Ling Xiao opened the door, walked in tiptoe, and stood on the edge of the bed cautiously, looking at Lan Xi who was in a coma, his eyes unconsciously showed distress.

Thinking of the serious injuries she suffered, the anger was burning like a fire, which couldn't be extinguished no matter what.

Really, if it wasn't for the fact that the other party was from the Nangong family... oh no, even if it was the Nangong family, he didn't pay attention to it, but it's a pity that he didn't have the ability to challenge the Nangong family!

Sighing lightly, Ling Xiao bent down and straightened Lan Xi's quilt, but at this moment, the person on the bed let out a slight moan of pain.

Ling Xiao was startled, his movements froze suddenly, he slowly raised his gaze, and glanced at the person on the bed.

Seeing that her eyes were closed and she didn't seem to wake up, Ling Xiao called out unsurely, "Lan Xi?"

There was no response, her slender eyelashes were still folded together, lying quietly on the bed, if not for the gauze wrapped around her head, her face was too pale, she would not be much different from a complete Sleeping Beauty.

But Ling Xiao dare to be 100% sure, just now, he definitely heard her make a sound.

Could it be that he was just unconsciously making a sound like he was in a coma before?
Ling Xiao called again tentatively, "Lan Xi, are you awake yet?"

Her bloodless lips didn't move at all, and she still didn't answer him for a long time.

Ling Xiao was suddenly discouraged. It seemed that she still hadn't woken up. Alas, how many days have passed?

Thinking that her appearance like this was all thanks to the Nangong family, the more Ling Xiao thought about it, the more angry he became, damn it, when Lan Xi wakes up, this time he will definitely go to Nangong's house with her to make trouble, don't worry about it twenty one!

After staying in the room for a long time, seeing the sky getting darker, Ling Xiao walked out of the room and went down to the first floor.

When A Nuo came back, seeing him coming down, he stepped forward and asked, "How is Miss Lanxi?"

Ling Xiao shook his head, and didn't want to talk much.

A Nuo sighed softly, alas, this is also the first time he has seen Miss Lanxi suffer such severe trauma, and according to Allen, Miss Lanxi had many injuries before, this is really... called People are angry!
During this period of time, what happened to her when she was not by their side?
Sure enough, Miss Lan Xi is the safest only by Mo Shao's side.

**
Standing outside the door, Nangong Qiang reached out and knocked on the door, "Cesis, are you there?"

After a while, a man's deep voice came from the room, "What's the matter, sister?"

Nangong Qiang reached out and twisted the doorknob, only to find that the door was locked from the inside. She frowned, pursed her lower lip, and then said, "I have something to tell you, can you open the door first?"

"If you have anything to say, you can talk outside the door." Nangong Nishizawa's voice came out from inside the room, "I can hear you."

"I want to talk to you face to face." Nangong Qiang frowned, and said patiently and gently, "Open the door, is that okay?"

"Then don't say anything." Nangong Nishizawa could not refuse, "Sister, if it's nothing serious, don't bother me for now."

She frowned more suspiciously, "What are you up to?"

"Something small."

"..."

Seeing that he didn't open the door no matter what, Nangong Qiang's face was serious. In the past few days, Nangong Nishizawa's behavior became more and more strange. He locked himself in the room all day long and didn't know what he was busy with.

After hesitating for a long time, Nangong Qiang finally said nothing, turned around and walked to her room. She wanted to ask him why he beat Lan Xi like that.

But this answer, it seems that she can guess it without asking, and he will probably say unruly, "That woman hit you hard first, she deserves to die." Similar words.

But if Lan Xi deserved to die, why did he choose not to really want Lan Xi's life?
Inexplicably, he remembered the conversation that day before he attacked Lan Xi. If he understood correctly, Lan Xi has been with him since the wedding disappeared, right?
Is he already tempted?

Back in her own room, Nangong Qiang closed the door, walked straight to the dressing table and sat down, looking at herself in the mirror, her complexion was unspeakably terrible.

After that, she opened a cabinet, took out a photo from the lower level, and fixed her gaze on it.

In the photo, there is an extremely beautiful woman, facing the camera, smiling slightly, bright and moving.

It's just that there is a trace of youthful innocence in her glamorous beauty, her vertical black long hair is extremely beautiful, and the outline of her face is perfect without any blemishes. Certain difference.

From her clothes and the greenness on her face, it is not difficult to see that at that time, she was about 20 years old.

Staring at this photo, Nangong Qiang's eyes revealed a sinister and angry gleam. She muttered to herself, "Why? Since you are all dead, why did you make Lan Xilai?"

"Is that why you can't see me by his side? Can't you see me occupying him?" Her lips curled up slightly, she outlined a sneer, her eyes were dark, "Actually, I don't have much opinion on her, but it's a pity, I hate her very much." Her face, which is similar to yours, is as annoying as she hates you."

"I just can't figure it out, why do you have to die and still torture me?" She said sinisterly, "If Lan Xi wasn't by Chen's side, you know, he would have been mine long ago?"

"I gave him my youth, my best years, I gave all I could, but what did you do for him?" The person in the photo smiled quietly, as if As if ridiculing her, Nangong Qiang looked at her smile and felt that it was getting more and more dazzling. She roared angrily, "You didn't do anything for him, but you still got Lan Xi out! You are dead!" You won't make me feel comfortable either!"

As soon as the words fell, the photos suddenly became wrinkles in her palm, and they were kneaded together, and the flawless smile was twisted together.

Nangong Qiang's chest rose and fell, and her breathing increased violently, showing her anger.

Without Lan Xi, she wouldn't be what she is now.

Without Lan Xi, she wouldn't have wasted so much youth.

If it weren't for Lan Xi, he would have been hers long ago.

"Ah——" Suddenly, Nangong Qiang shook off the cosmetics on the table, and roared in pain and anger. She lay on the dressing table, and laughed out of pain.

Low laughter, wandering in the huge room, laughing ironically and viciously.

How good would it be without Lan Xi?
Why, Lan Xi is not dead?
Could it be that this woman did it on purpose?Did she just want Lan Xi to live to torture her?They just don't want her to feel better, do they?

That's really good, if they don't let her have a good time, then no one should think about it.

She doesn't believe that Lan Xi can really be so fateful that she won't die every time. She will use her actions to prove to that woman in the sky that it should be hers, and no one can take it away. If you don’t get it, don’t even think about making it cheaper for others.

Her youth was not wasted in vain!

**
In the middle of the night, A Nuo knocked on the door and walked in, "Master Mo, it's midnight, you should go to rest."

Mo Lichen sat on the edge of the bed. These days, after eating something casually, he would stay by Lan Xi's bed, taking care of her personally while dealing with work matters.

Hearing A Nuo's words, he didn't raise his head, he still focused on the document in his hand, sometimes drew a few strokes with a pen, and said in a light voice, "It's okay, you can go to rest now."

A Nuo walked up to him, first glanced at the person on the hospital bed who was still awake, suddenly sighed lowly, turned his head a little unbearably, looked at the man who was busy with him and said, "Mo Shao, blue Miss Xi's current situation is important, but it's of no use for you to stay by her side all the time, don't wait for Miss Lan Xi to wake up, and you will fall down."

Mo Lichen frowned slightly, and A Nuo continued to persuasion, "I think, if Miss Lan Xi is awake, she definitely doesn't want you to stay with her all the time and make yourself suffer. Besides, your legs ..."

Mo Lichen stopped the pen in his hand, lightly raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes were deep and there was an unconscious sense of oppression.

Knowing that he didn't want to hear any more, A Nuo didn't dare to continue talking, he pursed his lips, just stood aside, lowered his head, and tried to invite this man back to his room with his silent actions.

In fact, from the past, whenever Lan Xi was injured, or fell into a coma such as a cold and fever, Mo Lichen almost always stayed by her side so quietly.

This is almost a habit, a habit that he himself has not noticed for many years.

Finally, A Nuo's silent persistence seemed to have finally moved Bingshan's indifferent man. Mo Lichen frowned, and looked at the wall clock on the wall, which showed that it was three o'clock in the morning.

Glancing at the woman lying on the bed, he finally stood up slowly, and handed the documents in his hand to A Nuo, "Clean up the rest of the documents on the table and put them in the study."

Arnold was overjoyed, "Yes."

Afterwards, with long slender legs, Mo Lichen walked out of the room, and after A Nuo packed up the rest of the documents, he also left and quietly closed the door.

The space became quiet. In the silent night, it was silent and quiet.

Slowly, the woman lying on the bed slowly opened a pair of star-like eyes...

In the early morning of the next day, Ling Xiao, like usual, got used to coming in to check on Lan Xi's condition.

However, when he opened the door and walked in, there was no familiar figure on the big bed.

The bed was empty, not even the temperature remained, it was as cold as if no one had ever been lying there.

Ling Xiao's complexion changed suddenly, he took a breath, turned around and ran out, "Master Mo! Lan Xi is gone!!"

(End of this chapter)