Chapter 4872 Not one tenth of what it was before

Xu Manya immediately raised her head after hearing this, "Did Mo Yaochen ask about my situation?"

Fourteen's face darkened, and he shot her cold eyes. After Xu Manya realized it, she quickly changed her words, "You said you would make him no longer doubt your identity...is there any way?"

Fourteen handed her the glass, "I think of one, but I need your help."

"How to help?"

"Just as you wished, don't you like Mo Yaochen?"

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After the last meeting, Mo Yaochen contacted the president several times, but the president always excused himself because he had something to do, saying that he was unable to meet him abroad or that he was having a confidential meeting.

Mo Yaochen felt strange. He felt that something was wrong with the president, so he sent someone to investigate the recent whereabouts of the president and the princess. However, this was not an easy matter to investigate and would take a lot of effort.

He originally wanted to go there in person, but Bei Wanxing was not in good health recently. He always had a fever and vomited at night, and would always wake up from nightmares. His mood and nerves were not normal.

Mo Yaochen knew that Bei Wanxing would not agree to share a room with him, so he simply lived next door to her. When Wanxing was not paying attention, he dug a small hole in the wall at the head of the bed and observed her situation all the time...

At around one o'clock in the morning, Mo Yaochen had just closed his eyes when he heard the sound of vomiting coming from the small cave.

He hurriedly opened the quilt, without even wearing any trousers, and ran to the next door barefoot. Mo Yaochen opened the door and saw Bei Wanxing lying on the edge of the bed, retching.

"Bao Zaoyue!" Mo Yaochen rushed over in a few steps. He sat down and hugged her shoulders, "What's wrong? Where do you feel bad?"

Wanxing shook her head, her face was so pale that she couldn't speak. Mo Yaochen held her in his arms, only to find that she was cold all over, "You slept without a quilt?!"

"No..." Wanxing reached out to cover her mouth, but was pulled back. Mo Yaochen reached out to wipe the corners of her mouth, and unexpectedly felt warm liquid on his fingertips. He was slightly startled, "Bao Zaoyue, are you crying?"

Already?"

Wanxing turned away and felt a little embarrassed when he held her in his arms. She reached out to cover her face, "No, I had a dream... Maybe my eyes are a little uncomfortable."

"There are also people who have uncomfortable dreams about their eyes. Why didn't you say your breasts hurt?"

"...I'm fine, I'm just a little nauseous. You should go to bed quickly. It's very late."

"Don't vomit when you know it's too late!" Mo Yaochen hooked her legs and picked her up, "Go and rinse your mouth first."

"I can leave by myself..."

"It's not that your eyes are uncomfortable, can you see?"

"..."

Bei Wanxing couldn't defeat him, so Mo Yaochen carried her to the bathroom and placed her on the Dali pool platform covered with a bath towel.

He raised his hand to turn on the light, and Wanxing subconsciously reached out to block it, "Can you not turn on the light?"

"Why?"

"..."

Wanxing lowered her head. Mo Yaochen wanted to provoke her face, but she dodged it, "I'll do it myself."

"Why can't I come?" Mo Yaochen put his hands on both sides of her body. He leaned down slightly and his chin was just above her head. "When we lived together before, I often held you while you washed your face and brushed your teeth. In the morning, it was me.

I’ll carry you downstairs.”

"..."

"Bao Zaoyue, have you forgotten everything?"

"..."

Wanxing didn't speak and just covered her face. Mo Yaochen frowned and grabbed her wrist, "Bao Zaoyue, why don't I help you wash your face?!"

"It's ugly."

"……What?"

"I'm very ugly now," Wanxing said with a straight face, "I'm ugly... I don't want you to see me."

During this period of time, she suffered from recurring mental illness, and her nerves were tortured. In addition, she did not take good care of herself during the confinement period and had been taking medication. Some spots and acne appeared on her face, and her skin color became very poor. She was not one-tenth of what she was before.

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Chapter completed!