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When the car drove away, An Zhengye let go of the hand holding Mo Xiaoyu's shoulders. Mo Xiaoyu was free to immediately go to the door handle, but found that the door was locked and he couldn't open it no matter what.

"Broken car." Mo Xiaoyu slapped the car door angrily, and sat down pouted. At this moment, he felt pain in his wrist. He lowered his head and his wrist was completely red, with obvious finger marks on it.

She immediately glared at An Zhengye, shook her wrist, and complained dissatisfiedly, "Why are you so nervous? My wrist is red from your scratching!"

An Zhengye glanced at Mo Xiaoyu's wrist, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, but thinking of the scene he had just seen, his face sank, and he said sarcastically, "It's not enough that you hooked up with Xu Zhou, and now you're hooking up with other men everywhere."

"Since when did I hook up with a man?" Mo Xiaoyu said with a puzzled expression.

"Still quibbling, who was that man just now?" An Zhengye sneered coldly: "If I hadn't arrived, would you have given him the phone?"

An Zhengye felt glaring when he thought of the man's hospitality and Mo Xiaoyu's smile just now, so he said without hesitation, "Sexy."

"You are skittish, and your whole family is skittish!" Mo Xiaoyu was so angry that he felt that the scumbag was simply incomprehensible.

She and Manager Wang are in an ordinary cooperative relationship, and it was clearly Manager Wang who asked for her phone number just now, but he can also be interpreted as hooking up with each other, which is speechless!
Mo Xiaoyu didn't bother to explain, and said straightforwardly: "I don't want to talk to you, I'm single now, I can do whatever I like, I can leave a call to anyone I want, this is my freedom."

An Zhengye's face darkened visibly, and he said gloomyly, "Don't forget, I haven't signed yet, and you are still my wife."

"..." Mo Xiaoyu choked on his words, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.

She didn't show it on the face, she straightened her chest, and decided not to lose her momentum: "Then you sign it quickly, I will be a bachelor in a few minutes, are you ready for the agreement?"

Now it was An Zhengye's turn to be speechless. After a long silence, he threw out two words: "No."

"Why haven't you recovered yet? What are you dawdling about?" Mo Xiaoyu said displeased: "There are so many lawyers in your An Ye Group, why is it so slow to change the divorce agreement?"

An Zhengye's face darkened, and he said indifferently, "Because I don't want to share the property with you equally, you can file a lawsuit if you want."

"You!" Mo Xiaoyu was depressed, he didn't expect this scumbag to be so stingy.

"Hmph, then don't change the agreement and sign the original one." Mo Xiaoyu muttered angrily, "The original compensation is enough."

Perhaps it was Mo Xiaoyu's depression that pleased An Zhengye, his face returned to normal, and he said unhurriedly: "The original share must be changed."

"Change what?" Mo Xiaoyu asked puzzled.

"The compensation given to you in the agreement is too much, I don't want to give it now." An Zhengye said slowly.

Mo Xiaoyu exploded in an instant: "You have to push an inch!"

An Zhengye laughed instead, and looked at Mo Xiaoyu with a happy expression: "So what?"

Mo Xiaoyu didn't expect An Zhengye to be so thick-skinned, his cheeks puffed up with anger, and he couldn't think of anything to refute, so he slammed on the car door and shouted: "I won't talk nonsense with you, I want to get out of the car, stop the car !"

"Xu Wei, didn't you hear? I want to get out of the car!" Mo Xiaoyu kicked the driver's seat and shouted.

"This..." Xu Wei looked in the direction of the rearview mirror with some embarrassment.

"Stop the car and let her get off." An Zhengye said flatly.

"Yes, Mr. An." Xu Wei then pulled over the car and stopped.

Before the car came to a complete stop, Mo Xiaoyu couldn't wait to open the door, slammed it, jumped out of the door, and slammed the door shut with his backhand, making a bang.

"Hmph." Mo Xiaoyu snorted disdainfully toward the door, turned his head and left.

An Zhengye didn't bother to talk to her any more, and ordered, "Drive."

"Yes." Xu Wei replied, and immediately started the car.

Mo Xiaoyu's voice disappeared in the carriage, and it became quiet. Xu Wei drove a certain distance, thought for a while, and said hesitantly, "Mr. An, there is something..."

"What?" An Zhengye asked without raising his head while processing documents on his mobile phone.

"It's not a big deal, but Miss Mo is wearing high heels, and the place where I got off the bus just now is a viaduct, so I can't get a taxi." Xu Wei reminded cautiously.

An Zhengye paused with the hand holding the phone, but did not speak.

Xu Wei had already reminded him that Mr. An would not express his opinion, so he could only continue driving silently.

At this time, Mo Xiaoyu was walking close to the bridge of the viaduct. When she got out of the car, she found that her bag was with Luna, and her mobile phone and cash were all in the bag. She could neither call a taxi nor take a taxi home. , It's really not working every day.

"Damn it, scumbag." Mo Xiaoyu kicked the ground angrily.

She looked at the continuous traffic around her, and sighed helplessly, it seemed that she could only rely on her feet.

Mo Xiaoyu resigned himself to his fate and walked forward. After walking a few steps, he felt sharp pain in his heels.

She wore a pair of high heels today for the sake of beauty, but she didn't expect it to be a burden now.

"It's all the damn An Zhengye's fault." Mo Xiaoyu gritted his teeth and rubbed his heels while talking.

The few times of rubbing didn't work at all, and the heel still hurt a little, so Mo Xiaoyu had to take off the high heels and held them in his hands: "Hey, let's go barefoot."

Fortunately, there are cement roads on the viaduct, so it is not too much trouble to walk.

Mo Xiaoyu walked absent-mindedly, thinking about what to do next, whether she had broken up with An Zhengye now, and it would be even harder to make excuses if she wanted to meet in the future.

Mo Xiaoyu was so focused on his thoughts that he didn't notice the glass slag under his feet, and stepped firmly on it.

"Ah, it hurts so much." Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly put his foot back, his right foot was saved from being injured, but his left foot had already been sacrificed, and the sole of his foot was in constant pain.

Mo Xiaoyu hurriedly stepped back with one foot, jumped a few times, and then stopped when he reached the handrail of the bridge. He held the handrail with one hand and lifted his foot to check.

I saw four or five shards of glass inserted into the sole of the foot, and the sole of the foot was a bloody scene.

"I hate it, I'm too memorized today." Mo Xiaoyu complained, and couldn't help frowning.

She wasn't afraid of getting hurt, but she was a bit troublesome. She was afraid that the way home would be difficult after a while. After all, it was her own foot that was injured.

It seems that we can only pull out the glass and go.

Mo Xiaoyu took a deep breath, couldn't help but retract his jaw nervously, and reached out to pull out the glass.

As soon as one piece was pulled out, blood gushed out from the wound, dripped down the sole of the foot, and immediately stained the whole foot red.

Rao Mo Xiaoyu, the little demon king who has been fighting since childhood, was taken aback. He didn't expect his blood to flow so happily. Those who didn't know must have thought that she had suffered multiple injuries.

"Hiss, it's tricky." Mo Xiaoyu panicked, what should I do?

She wanted to stop the bleeding, but she didn't even have any toilet paper at hand, and the bleeding was so bad that she couldn't continue to pull out the glass.

"It seems that we can only sacrifice clothes." Mo Xiaoyu looked around, carefully put down his left foot, pulled his shirt hem out of his trousers, undid two buttons, bit the hem, and was about to tear it off. open.

Just as she was about to start, a car stopped in front of her. Before Mo Xiaoyu could react, she felt her waist tighten. After a while, she was already hugged in her arms.

By the time she realized it, someone had already gently put her into the car.

"Drive, go to the hospital." A familiar male voice rang out.

"Yes, Mr. An." The car sped up with a whistling sound.

"Why is it you?" Mo Xiaoyu said unexpectedly, and immediately struggled, hitting An Zhengye's arm.

"Don't move around." An Zhengye hugged her tightly, frowning and staring at her bleeding left foot.

"You don't need to pretend to be kind." Mo Xiaoyu struggled a few times, but An Zhengye remained motionless.

"I'm so angry." Mo Xiaoyu thumped An Zhengye's shoulder a few times depressed. He didn't know whether he was angry with An Zhengye for hugging her, or angry with himself for being hurt.

It was rare for An Zhengye not to care about Mo Xiaoyu's beating, and he took her injured foot and inspected it carefully.

He had just seen Mo Xiaoyu's feet bleeding from a distance, and carried her into the car without thinking too much. Only now did he see clearly the miserable state of Mo Xiaoyu's soles. A few pieces of glass were inserted, and a wound the size of a thumb was bleeding.

"Why are you so careless?" An Zhengye frowned, displeased.

"You still have the nerve to ask me, if you didn't go crazy, wouldn't I?" Mo Xiaoyu said dissatisfiedly, his ankle moved, trying to pull his foot out of An Zhengye's hand.

"Be honest." An Zhengye held Mo Xiaoyu's feet firmly, and took out a handkerchief from his suit pocket: "I'll stop the bleeding first, it might hurt a little."

"I don't need you." Mo Xiaoyu protested.

An Zhengye frowned, thinking that he should not be as knowledgeable as this woman who didn't know what to do.

He focused on the wound, and gently applied the handkerchief to it.

"Hiss." Mo Xiaoyu gasped, she seriously suspected that the scumbag was retaliating.

"Does it hurt?" An Zhengye asked concerned after he stopped the bleeding.

"Nonsense, cut the sole of your foot and see if it hurts." Mo Xiaoyu said angrily.

"I just want to stop your bleeding." An Zhengye looked at her slightly stiffly.

Seeing the worry in An Zhengye's eyes, Mo Xiaoyu choked for a moment, and couldn't complain anymore, after all, he was kind.

"Don't worry about it, just go to the hospital." Mo Xiaoyu said in a calm tone.

"En." An Zhengye replied, thought for a while, avoided the injury on Mo Xiaoyu's foot, and wiped the blood off his foot.

Mo Xiaoyu was so flustered by An Zhengye's actions, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated a few times, and he didn't dare to look at him for no reason.

"You don't want to..." wiped.

Before Mo Xiaoyu could finish his sentence, the car stopped. Xu Wei got off the driver's seat, walked around to the back and opened the door, and said, "Mr. An, the hospital is here."

"Go and call someone first." An Zhengye immediately hugged Mo Xiaoyu tightly and carefully carried him out of the carriage.

"Yes, Mr. An." Xu Wei immediately ran up and rushed into the hospital.

By the time An Zhengye carried Mo Xiaoyu into the hospital, the nurse had already pushed out the wheelchair.

An Zhengye naturally put Mo Xiaoyu into the wheelchair gently: "Sit still, raise your feet so that they don't touch them."

"Oh." Mo Xiaoyu replied in a daze, it seemed that it was the first time she was treated so kindly by An Zhengye.

And the scumbag is just so gentle...