"What's the matter?" Dongfang Mo asked very unhappy again.

"That's it," Uncle Liu hesitated outside, and then reported it truthfully: "Master Zheng Biao is here, and he is outside the courtyard to see Miss Xi."

Uncle Liu originally didn't want to report the news to Dongfang Mo, but he thought that Zheng Yifan took the injury to the door of one inch of inch in the gate of one inch, and he would not leave. I was afraid of what happened in the end.

Report to Dongfang Mo?

Zheng Yifan is here? I was going to see her?

Dongfang Mo's heart was instinctively stunned, watching the woman who slept very deeply on the bed, thinking about her determination to see the death just now, his fingers could not help but feel completely with the heart, as if he was under some kind of determination.

"Okay, I know, go to Zheng Yifan, and say that she has fallen asleep. I want to see her come again early in the morning," the voice of Dongfang Mo is still slightly hoarse, but it reveals some firm determination.

Uncle Liu outside the door was slightly surprised, because he did not expect that Dongfang Mo would agree. After all, Dongfang Mo didn't say a lot of labor and financial resources to prevent Xi Mu Ru and Zheng Yifan, and it also took a lot of effort.

Now, finally separate Zheng Yifan and Xi Mu Ru Ru. He should hide Xi Mu Ru to not let Zheng Yifan find it. How can he promise Zheng Yifan to see Xi Muru tomorrow morning?

Uncle Liu couldn't figure it out, but the minds of Dongfang Mo have always been elusive. He and Ahao just obeyed his decision. In addition, they did not dare to guess it.

Uncle Liu turned to go downstairs. In fact, for Zheng Yifan and Xi Muru, he still had some sympathy in his heart. After all, it was not easy to put aside the world of world concepts.

However, he is just a special assistant to life in Dongfang Mo, and the affairs of the Oriental family were originally intricate, and no one said it was clear, and he was just a loyal to his master Dongfang Mo. As for others, he really couldn't take care of it. For him

The words of Dongfang Mo are the imperial decree. If he ordered, he will perform it.

Uncle Liu's footsteps disappeared in the courtyard of Meiyuan. The Dongfang Mo rotating wheelchair came over and lock the door, and then slowly came to her bed.

He knew that what he did today will definitely disappoint his cousin Zheng Yiping. In the future, she may hate him.

But he hasn't taken care of so much. For cousin, he has nothing to do with his guilt.

It was already more than one o'clock in the morning, Xi Muru on the bed was still asleep, and he was a little tired. In fact, because of the news of Liu Shu's news at night, he had little food. After the operation, Liu Yan sent pork liver lean porridge to come over.

To say that they did supper, she didn't wake up, so he had no appetite at all.

Thinking of her death, thinking that she actually assassinated him with a scissors, thinking that what she was in her mouth would die on the same day as he died on the same day, and his heart kept hurting ...

The liquid in the hanging bottle had dripped the last drop. He pulled out her apartment needle with his hand, and then carefully took her hand to put it in the bed, but when he turned his head, he found that the bed originally slept on the bed.

The sinking Xi Muru had woke up.

He didn't know when she woke up. When he took the bottle or when he left the needle, he was just awake at this time, opened his eyes, and looked at him silently.

What happened? "Dongfang Mo was very unhappy and asked again.

"That's right," Uncle Liu hesitated for a moment outside, and then reported truthfully: "Master Zheng Biao is here, shouting outside the courtyard gate to see Miss Xi."

Uncle Liu originally didn't want to come up and report the news to Dongfang Mo, but he thought that Zheng Yifan was still injured at the gate of Inch Mo City and was afraid that something big would happen in the end, so he thought about it for a long time, and then came up.

Reported to Dongfang Mo?

Zheng Yifan is here? He wants to see her?

Dongfang Mo's heart instinctively thumped. Looking at the woman sleeping deeply on the bed, thinking about her determination to face death just now, he couldn't help but move his fingers towards the palm of his hand, as if he was making some kind of determination.

"Okay, I understand. Go tell Zheng Yifan that she has gone to bed. If you want to see her, come back tomorrow morning," Dongfang Mo's voice was still slightly old and hoarse, but it revealed some firm determination.

Uncle Liu outside the door was a little surprised, because he did not expect Dongfang Mo to agree. After all, Dongfang Mo spent a lot of manpower and financial resources to stop Xi Muru and Zheng Yifan, and also spent a lot of effort.

Now, Zheng Yifan and Xi Muru were finally completely separated. He should have hidden Xi Muru from Zheng Yifan. Why did he promise Zheng Yifan that he could see Xi Muru tomorrow morning?

Uncle Liu couldn't figure it out, but Dongfang Mo's thoughts had always been difficult to fathom. He and Ah Hao just obeyed his decision. Otherwise, they didn't dare to speculate.

Uncle Liu turned around and walked downstairs. In fact, he felt somewhat sympathetic towards Zheng Yifan and Xi Muru. After all, it is not easy to put aside worldly concepts and fall in love.

However, he is only Dongfang Mo's special assistant in daily life, and the affairs of the Dongfang family are inherently complicated and no one can explain clearly, and he is only loyal to his master Dongfang Mo. As for others, he really can't take care of them.

, Dongfang Mo’s words are the imperial edict, and he will carry out whatever he orders.

Uncle Liu's footsteps disappeared in the courtyard of Meiyuan. Dongfang Mo turned his wheelchair and locked the door, and then slowly came to her bedside.

He knew that what he did today would definitely disappoint his cousin Zheng Yiping, and she would probably hate him in the years to come.

But he no longer cared about that much. For his cousin, he felt nothing but a trace of guilt.

It was already past one o'clock in the morning, and Xi Muru was still sleeping in the hospital bed, and he was also a little tired. In fact, he hardly ate at night because he was waiting for news from Uncle Liu, and Aunt Liu sent her pork liver and lean meat porridge after her operation.

, said he would make a midnight snack for them both, but she didn't wake up, so he had no appetite at all.

Thinking of her dying to make her ambition clear, thinking of her actually using scissors to stab him, thinking of her shouting that she wanted to die on the same year, month and day as him, his heart kept throbbing...

The last drop of the liquid in the bottle had been dripped. He pulled out her indwelling needle with his hand, then carefully took her hand and prepared to put it into the bed. However, when he turned his head, he found that she was sleeping on the bed.

Xi Muru, who was very heavy, had already woken up.
Chapter completed!