C1375 He Rushed Forward
C1375 He Rushed Forward
Yue Zitong did not answer Chiang Morann's question.
Instead, he asked, "If you were me, what would you do?"
"What, what will I do?"
Chiang Morann's brows twitched a few times as her face turned pale under the light.
Like a piece of paper.
Yeah.
If she and Yue Zitong's roles were reversed, what would she ask of the hateful Little Three?
Of course it was to get her to scram!
Fuck off, no discussion.
With Patriarch Yue's transcendent identity, to be able to pretend to be an angel while wearing a white coat instead of causing her to disappear without a trace from the world was already quite good.
Asking her to scram and never seduce Lee Nanfang again was definitely Patriarch Yue's benevolence.
Yue Zitong didn't force her to answer immediately. She took a cigarette out of her coat pocket and put it in her mouth.
He lit it up, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke. He was simply too handsome.
It's just that Patriarch Yue might be blind.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have spat the smoke on Chiang Morann's face.
Under the swirling smoke, Chiang Morann's face immediately turned blurry.
She could actually hold it in and not choke on it.
After the smoke cleared, Chiang Morann let out a long breath and stood up from the bench.
Yue Zitong looked up at her.
"Don't worry, I will leave him."
When Chiang Morann said this, her voice didn't quiver in the slightest.
It seemed that she was very clear that she had no other choice but to leave Lee Nanfang.
Yue Zitong asked indifferently, "Are you willing?"
Of course, Chiang Morann was reluctant to part with it.
If she was willing to, she wouldn't have lost her soul like that and rapidly withered away during the half a year that Lee Nanfang was dead overseas.
Instead, under Mrs. Jinghong's arrangement, he would marry a happy bachelor and go on a life with a relatively high happiness index.
"I can't bear to part with him. Will you allow me to stay by his side and share him with you?"
Chiang Morann might ask.
Furthermore, the way she asked this question was to be on the same level as Yue Zitong.
Yue Zitong laughed in disdain.
Her attitude has made everything clear: "Damn, you want to share a man with me. Are you trying to kill yourself? "
"I will leave him. Please rest assured."
Chiang Morann repeated the same line over and over again before she turned around and left with her hands in the pockets of her white coat.
Yue Zitong's voice came from behind after she had moved more than ten meters away. "When will you be leaving him?"
"At the latest, before daybreak."
Chiang Morann replied without turning her head and sped up her pace.
"You can really leave him?"
Chiang Morann's slim back quickly disappeared behind the bushes. Yue Zitong shook her head.
She didn't believe that Chiang Morann could leave Lee Nanfang.
Don't forget, Dr. Chiang was one of Scumbag Lee's six sisters when she speculated based on folklore.
Chiang Morann's soul had long since been taken away by Lee Nanfang in her previous life.
Ever since she reincarnated, she had been waiting for Lee Nanfang's appearance for the first 30 years of her life.
Once the two of them met and hooked up, it was like pasting poultice on the dog skin — there was no way to separate them anymore.
Yue Zitong knew all this, but she purposely talked to Lee Nanfang as her real girlfriend. It was purely because she had nothing to do and was playing around with her.
Of course, if Chiang Morann took the initiative, it would be best if all the women took the initiative to leave Lee Nanfang. That was Yue Zitong's greatest wish.
It was just a wish.
I was just messing around.
Therefore, Yue Zitong wouldn't take Chiang Morann's decisive tone to heart, saying that she would leave Lee Nanfang before dawn at the latest.
Just as Chiang Morann's back had just disappeared from her line of sight, she had already forgotten about this matter. Her empty heart had once again been filled up by Scumbag Lee's strange illness.
Looking at the time, it was already 10: 30 PM.
It had been over an hour since Lee Nanfang was sent to the hospital.
Zong Gaang, who was guarding the dean's office, did not call her.
This proved that Lee Nanfang's inspection was not over.
Yue Zitong also wanted to go to the dean's office, but she immediately stood up and sat back down.
She had an absurd premonition.
If she waited here obediently, Lee Nanfang would be fine.
If she had to go up there, it was very possible that — The dean would have a pained look on his face. He told her that he was very sorry, but your man is terminally ill, so in a week or two at most, he would have to go to King Yama's place for tea. Therefore, I ask you to restrain your grief and quickly arrange matters for that short-lived ghost.
If the dean really said that, what should she do?
Was he as dumb as a wooden chicken?
Wailing?
It was better to pretend that nothing had happened. With a charming laugh, she said, "It's good to die, it's good to die. If the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come?"
Yue Zitong felt that right now, she was like an ant on a hot pan. Whether she was sitting or standing, she was extremely agitated.
"Damn, Yue Zitong, can you be a bit more promising?" Wasn't he the one who was frequent with nightmares? It's not like he was vomiting blood. Even if he had to die, there had to be a process. What's more, why would the best doctor in China come to treat him? Even if I can't treat him, it's fine to kill him. It should be able to extend his life, so it shouldn't be a problem. Why do you have to be so scared of yourself? "
Yue Zitong raised her hand to pat her forehead. When she decided to go up now, the cellphone on the bench rang again.
"Hello."
Without even looking at the caller ID, she picked up her phone, picked it up, and asked anxiously, "Uncle Zong, is the results out yet?"
"I'm you, Sister Xin, not Uncle Zong."
Helan Xiaoxin's coquettish voice came out of the phone, "Has the results of the inspection come out yet? Zitong, are you in the hospital now? "
"So it's you."
Yue Zitong was stunned. She looked at the screen with disappointment.
"What is it? "Don't you want to hear that I'm fine?"
Helan Xiaoxin felt like she was being looked down on, and was somewhat unwilling. "You have no conscience, but you're actually not worried about me."
Yue Zitong snappily said, "Good people don't live long, and disasters come only once in a thousand years. What do I have to worry about? "
"Wow, Tongtong, if you say it like that, Sister Xin will be sad!"
Helan Xiaoxin let out a strange cry, and said with grief and indignation: "Do you know what kind of experience this sister experienced when you went to Golden Triangle, to meet scum? "What kind of suffering is it right now?"
"It's good that he didn't die."
If she wasn't in such a bad mood, Yue Zitong would have certainly talked like a machine gun and scolded Helan Xiaoxin for what she had experienced. Compared to her, it was nothing at all.
Sister Xin was only kicked out of the Yue Clan by Yue Lincheng. Although it was a little dangerous, how could the danger that Yue Lincheng faced compare with Yue Zitong's experience in Golden Triangle?
Does she know how frightened I was when I was almost buried in a crocodile's kiss?
Did she know that when I was shot and fell into the abyss, if it weren't for my exceptional abilities and my quick reaction without fear, I would have been smashed into meat patties?
She knew Lee Nanfang was — humph!
Helan Xiaoxin knew nothing.
I knew it.
Pui!
You shameless bitch, how come you're not dead yet!
Look, this is a woman.
Once upon a time, Yue Zitong had relied on Helan Xiaoxin as her right-hand man. The countless methods of suppressing and excluding the Yue Brothers and Son were all discussed by the two of them.
Now that she was in a bad mood, she was looking forward to Sister Xin's death.
It was simply too heartless.
Even through the phone, Helan Xiaoxin was acutely aware of Yue Zitong's bad mood.
Helan Xiaoxin took a glance at the man sitting in the study and practicing Wang Youjun's calligraphy. She took her phone and walked into the bedroom. After closing the door, she asked softly, "Zitong, what happened?"
Yue Zitong replied, "It's nothing. Why did you suddenly call me? "
"Uncle Zong just called me and said that you have returned to Beijing."
"Oh, so where are you now?"
"I don't know either."
"What?" You don't know? Are you blind? "
"Of course I'm not blind."
Helan Xiaoxin went to the window, opened it, and looked out at the dark jungle. "I just don't know the exact location," she said. From here, there were only mountains and trees. Apart from the two of us, I haven't seen a single hair these days. And you're not allowed to take a step out of the house. You don't know where it is, so what's so strange about it? "
"The two of you?"
Yue Zitong asked, "Who is that person?"
"You don't know?"
"Nonsense." If I want to know, can I ask you? "
Yue Zitong said impatiently, "I may know about it, but I don't know about it now."
As early as during Golden Triangle, Lao Xie had told Yue Zitong that she would be protected by Hu Laoer, so she was assured that she would only have to pay a sky-high appearance fee.
At that time, Yue Zitong was still quite dissatisfied.
She had forgotten about it now.
It wasn't that there was a problem with her memory, but that Lee Nanfang's illness had thrown her off guard and caused her to stop paying attention to anything else.
Yue Zitong's impatience confirmed Helan Xiaoxin's ignorance.
Immediately, the witch changed to a sorrowful tone of voice, choked with sobs. "T-that's a man. Tongtong, you don't know what kind of tragic experiences I've had these past few days. That man is simply abnormal. "
"Huh?"
"Tongtong, I-I don't have the face to see you and Nanfang anymore. I already white jade has flawed, can never go back to the past. Forget me, you two. Tongtong, farewell. "Farewell, in the next life."
Helan Xiaoxin's tone became more miserable as she cut off the call with her index finger. Just as she was about to laugh gleefully, a cold voice came from behind her, "Since your white jade is flawed, you'll never have the face to see them again. Then, can I do something to you to complement your nonsense? "
Helan Xiaoxin's voluptuous body suddenly trembled. She turned her head around and saw Hu Mietang standing at the door at an unknown time. He was staring at her with a pair of evil eyes.
Not only that, he even intentionally stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his upper lip.
Wasn't this action something that only a woman could do?
Why!
How could he, a man, do such a thing? How could he make Helan Xiaoxin feel so cold, and rise up from the soles of her feet?
Hu Mietang walked over step by step, his fingers were still continuously being filled.
Helan Xiaoxin was not afraid.
She was very clear about Guain, this old thing was actually trying to scare her.
Just like that day in the vicinity of the thirteenth mausoleum, when he had taken off his robe and had only asked her to wrap it around his feet.
Of course, Helan Xiaoxin's act of deceiving Yue Zitong just now was very suspicious of Hu Mietang.
However, she didn't care. She smiled tenderly. "Second Uncle, you really have such an intention …"
Just as she said that, Hu Mietang suddenly turned into a green shadow and jumped over.
"Ah!
Helan Xiaoxin screamed as she was thrown onto the bed.