A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

"What?"

The tone of Shu Ange's words made Mo Zimo somewhat unfamiliar.

Could it be that after the ghost door was closed for a while, she saw the relationship between the two?

No, he still has a lot to do with her.

Thinking of this, Mo Zimo's expression was a little more doting and gentle.

Lin Qing was sensitively aware of Mo Zimo's attention to Shu Ange. At this moment, he couldn't tell what he cared more about.

Is the ex-girlfriend with a friend, or the friend betrayed him for the ex-girlfriend.

The word betrayal made Lin Qing's tongue hurt slightly. Can this word be used among friends?

"The best predecessor should be like dead. So, from now on, we will return from the bridge to the bridge, and you will treat me as if I didn't rescue him."

Lin Qing was stunned to the spot. He didn't expect Shu Ange to say such a thing, and there was a secret joy in his heart.

Mo Zimo lowered his eyelids, took out the Siwu Soup from the insulation box, and put it by the bed.

"You take a good rest. Lin Qing and I will try our best to refute the rumors on the Internet. Whether you still blame me in your heart or not, I can't leave you like this."

Wu Yu rarely sees his sisters, so he stiffened in front of Mo Zimo and hurriedly interjected: "Don't bother, as long as you two don't make trouble, my sisters will be fine."

Lin Qing looked a little embarrassed, and put the fruit she brought to the vacant chair.

"You have a good rest, we will go first."

Mo Zimo tucked in for Shu Ange. After setting the spoon, he nodded to her and left with Lin Qing.

After the two left, Wu Yu pointed at the Siwu Soup on the table with a look of disgust and said, "Lanzi, you really dare to drink what they brought, not afraid that the scumbag will urinate and spit into the meal. ?"

"..."

Wu Yu successfully dispelled Shu Ange's thoughts of not drinking for nothing.

Even if the other party didn't add any more material, she thought about Wu Yu's words, and she was terrified.

"I'll just have some white porridge later."

"This is too bland. Do you want me to order takeout for you. By the way, are you really going to draw a line with them?"

Wu Yu squatted beside Shu Ange's bed, looking at her like a pug.

"Yes, but... after Mo Zimo has paid off the money."

"What? That scum still owes you money?"

Wu Yu's eyes widened, wishing to roll up his sleeves and smash Mo Zimo into a cucumber.

"Well...he encountered difficulties in starting a business. I took out a lot of small loans to help him pay off his debts."

Thinking of this, Shu Ange felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

What kind of mess did the original owner leave her? When she chose to jump off the building, in addition to being completely disappointed in life, it should also be related to the huge debt.

"Fuck! Is the surname Mo still a human being? He didn't hurt you bad enough. He's not satisfied with the skin and cramps, and he has to knock the bones and **** the marrow."

Wu Yu never felt that her language proficiency was so high.

Mo Zimo, that suave hypocrite, really wanted to mad at her: "Why do you say such a big thing? You dare to borrow a small loan? You don't plan to live anymore, do you?"

"He said he would pay it back."

Shu Ange lowered his eyes slightly, Mo Zimo really coaxed the original owner like this.

But he paid back the money in order to accumulate credit and borrow more money. Until the money snowballed and became an unbearable load for the original owner.

Mo Zimo is very smart and cunning. In order not to leave any clues, he didn't even ask He Yunlan to transfer money to him.

Every sum of money was spent by He Yunlan himself.

From the legal point of view, it is said to be borrowed, just like the meat buns hitting the dogs, there is no return.

"My silly sister, can you believe what a man says? A man said he loved you for 10,000 years. When he cheated, his two legs jumped faster than four."

Wu Yu pinched her thigh with her hands, as if she hated iron.

How did she know such a person, with a long and dusty face, and an existence that was even more stupid and sweet than the little white rabbit.

"I'll let him pay him back."

Pay back money, pay back life.

What they owe the original owner, she will slowly get it back.

After three days in the hospital, Shu Ange went through the discharge procedures.

Wu Yu stayed with her in the hospital all day and night, and was very loyal.

Mo Zimo sent her text messages and WeChat messages, but she deleted them without reading them.

There was a lot of noise on Weibo, and the original owner's Weibo was a **** mess, and Shu Ange didn't plan to join in the fun.

This suicide left a long scar on her wrist.

Models must have a good mental state in order to receive more jobs.

He Yunlan, who is on the brink of depression, is obviously not suitable for picking up jobs for the time being.

I don't know if it was because of the original owner's emotions, Shu Ange stood on the busy street with a blank heart.

Everyone is in a hurry, and everyone's life is lightning fast.

Her existence is as small as a speck of dust, blown away by the wind, and unable to attract anyone's attention.

Different identities, different lives.

Again and again, again and again.

Is death scary?

Shu Ange let go of his thoughts, ignored the surrounding noise, and walked across the road step by step.

The harsh braking sound suddenly sounded, and the surrounding scolding brought Shu Ange's thoughts back.

A silver-white luxury car was supporting her knees. The next moment, there was a dull pain in her legs, and she squatted on the ground holding her knees.

Has touch porcelain evolved to such a terrifying level?

The driver, Liu Juxing, grabbed the steering wheel and stared at the woman who was slowly falling down in front of the car.

This is slow motion playback, right?

"What happened."

Yu Xuefeng, who was focusing on the screen in his hand, saw that the driver had not started the car for a long time, and asked questions while writing programming.

"Having encountered a small problem, we seem to have been touched."

Liu Juxing is a little nervous. Every time he gets nervous, his head turns very fast, which is why he can apply for Yu Xuefeng's driver.

Of course, if his father was present, he would definitely say proudly while suffocating a little wine: "My superstar is very promising, and it all depends on my name. How can such a famous name not be paid attention to."

The horn sounded, Liu Juxing parked the car on the side of the road and wanted to get off to check the situation

Shu Ange stood up from the ground, walked to the side of the road, rubbed the place where she was hit by the car, confirmed that nothing was wrong, and began to reflect on her behavior just now.

The previous situation was very wrong, why did she suddenly think about the meaning of death and reincarnation.

Is it the original owner's emotions that made her lose control, or something else?

Shu Ange's heart is awe-inspiring, and his eyes are a little more alert.

"Hello, miss, this is my business card, how are you hurt? Just now—"

Liu Juxing wanted to say that you were the one who violated the traffic laws just now. If you have no opinion, I will give you a thousand yuan to go to the hospital for an examination first.

If there is anything else, please contact again, and it will be revealed if there is nothing wrong.

He also thought that if the other party insisted on touching porcelain, he would have to show Liu Juxing's aura and not be fooled by a little girl's film.