"The photo is fake?!"

"Mom, you—"

The astonishment of the three members of the Yuan family rang out at the same time.

Finally, Yuan Shaocheng raised his hand, and slapped Li Chunnan's face with a furious palm.

"Bitch!"

Li Chunnan was beaten until he fell to the ground, his mouth cracked.

I was dizzy and couldn't get up for a while.

Yuan Shaocheng was so angry that he couldn't calm down, and wanted to make a move, but was held back by Yuan Xinrong's brother and sister.

"Dad, stop beating mom..." Yuan Xinrong cried and begged for mercy.

Yuan Junshu also persuaded: "Dad! The matter has come to this point, and Mom knows that she is wrong. Let's find a way to persuade Luo Li to go home!"

Yuan Xinrong stopped crying, and shouted: "Let Yuan Luoli go home?! Brother, what are you talking about!"

"Yuan Luoli is now a celebrity in the eyes of Prince Hongxu. If she is willing to help, our Yuan family may be able to use the Lord's Mansion to reach an unprecedented level of development!"

After Yuan Junshu finished speaking, he quickly concealed the ambition in his eyes, and added in a slightly slow tone: "Of course, since the matter of the photo was a misunderstanding, it means that we wrongly blamed Luo Li. In order to make up for what we did to her before, I think we should find a way to bring her back to this family, and not let her suffer outside alone."

"After all, she's Daddy's daughter."

Yuan Junshu looked at Yuan Shaocheng.

Yuan Shaocheng was moved by some of his words, after being silent for a while, he said decisively: "Jun Shu is right, let's go and bring Luo Li back!"

Then, he glanced at Li Chunnan who was on the ground, feeling disgusted for the first time.

He said in a cold voice, "You also go together and apologize to her in person!"

Except for Yuan Xinrong who was really reluctant to go, Yuan Shaocheng took Li Chunnan's mother and son to the National Hospital in a hurry.

at the same time.

Chu Linchen returned to his residence and was about to take a bath.

As soon as he took off his coat, a folded note fell out.

Ok?

He froze for a moment, then picked it up casually.

A few short words were written in crooked fonts: [Mo Han has taken refuge in Yanjing]

Chu Lin's deep, narrow eyes suddenly narrowed.

Is this...someone sending him a message?

When did you put the note in?What is the intention?

In my mind, I suddenly recalled the soft body that came up from behind.

However, such contact was very short-lived.

Will it be her?

Chu Linchen felt a little suspicious in his heart, and gently twisted the note in his hand with his slender fingertips.

A thin piece of paper with ragged edges, like a corner torn off in a panic.

Moreover, the handwriting seems to be deliberately written like this to cover up the original handwriting.

And it was folded hastily, the ink was scratched.

Think of that figure hurriedly chasing out from the ward.

Heh... there will be no one else but her.

But, why did she deliberately convey such a message to herself?

A gleam flashed in Chu Linchen's eyes.

He didn't want to continue taking a bath.

He grabbed his coat and put it back on again, holding a note and opening the door.

Outside the door, Wei He, who came here to deliver the materials, looked at him in surprise, "Young Master Chu, you just came back, and you're going again..."

"National Hospital!"

......

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