After saying that, he let go of his hand.

Mo Yaochen stood up from her body, lifted the quilt with his hand and threw it to her. He stood up and strode towards the fitting room.

He changed into his suit and came out. Without even looking at her, he turned and walked downstairs.

Bei Wanxing heard the sound of a car starting from outside the balcony.

She knew that he would not come back today.

Bei Wanxing sat on the bed in trance. She moved to the place where he had just slept and lay down.

It was as if I could still feel his body temperature and breath.

Very familiar and warm.

The warmth that once existed in the cold wind can warm a lifetime for some people.

*************************

In the next few days, Mo Yaochen didn't spend the night at home. Bei Wanxing called him on the first night, and it was his friend who answered the phone. It sounded very noisy over there, like he was in a bar.

Later, she stopped fighting and sat on the sofa waiting for him every night. However, he would come back every night. She would still make milk and cook a midnight snack for him. Mo Yaochen did not refuse. After drinking, he went upstairs to the study.

Walk.

He didn't want to come back, he wanted to leave her alone, but after all, he was worried that if he didn't even return home and lost the opportunity to drug her, would she leave immediately?

He would come back, and at least she could still wait for him at home and think about him... No matter what the purpose of her waiting was, at least she was still thinking of him in her heart.

Even if she wanted his life...that was at least a thought.

…

In the evening, Bei Wanxing received a call from Mr. Bai.

In the past eight days since the drug was administered, the mysterious man had been talking to her on the phone. This was the first time that Mr. Bai called her.

She picked up the answer, and the voice on the other end was old and serious, "Tomorrow is the day when our Bai family worships their ancestors. You go to the rehabilitation center at 7 o'clock in the morning. My people will bring your mother down, and you can come back together."

"Sacrifice to ancestors?" Bei Wanxing clenched his hands, suddenly thought of something, and asked him for the first time, "Are you going to worship ancestors on the river embankment like in previous years?"

"Of course, you just need to come back. Do you think it's your turn to do things like offering incense and kowtow? You don't deserve it!" Mr. Bai said coldly and hung up the phone directly.

Bei Wanxing's thoughts drifted away. When they worship their ancestors on the river embankment tomorrow, the Bai family will definitely be very solemn, which proves that she can stay with her mother, and also on the river embankment...

She held the phone tightly, and an idea gradually came to her mind.

…

Bai family, study room.

Mr. Bai put down his cell phone, turned around and asked the man behind him, "How are the arrangements for tomorrow's campaign meeting?"

"Grandpa, don't worry," Fourteen lowered his head and said, "Tomorrow is the ninth day of giving Mo Yaochen the medicine. According to the symptoms of the medicine, he will definitely suffer from severe gastric bleeding. He will definitely not be able to come to the afternoon bidding meeting. No other company will be able to bear it.

By spending this money, we will definitely be able to take over the monopoly of Sydney's three major piers."

You must know that the three major terminals account for nearly 75% of Sydney's transportation volume. All larger companies need to use these routes to import and export goods.

Once it is won, it means that the Bai family will have a monopoly on water transportation throughout Sydney.

The benefits and status it brings are immeasurable...

Mr. Bai attaches great importance to this campaign meeting and has been preparing for it for five or six months.
Chapter completed!