The spring breeze is not as long as your love

Su Mowan's head was buzzing, and his heart was beating like a wild horse...

However, the moment Mo Chenxiao was about to strike, the silver needle in Su Mowan's hand suddenly flashed and pierced into his sleeping hole.

Mo Chenxiao paused, his eyes widened slightly.

Then he closed his eyes slowly, and fell down limply.

Su Mowan reached out to support him, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She carefully let him lie back on the wheelchair, and got off the wheelchair herself.

Su Mowan called Butler Zhong to help Mo Chenxiao onto the bed.

She slept directly in his room so that the needles could be administered at night.

The reason why Mo Chenxiao's legs could not recover for a long time was because someone poisoned him.

This kind of poison would cause nerve paralysis and necrosis of the femoral head, so no matter what Mo Chenxiao did for rehabilitation, it would not have any effect.

In his previous life, Mo Chenxiao was cured by another doctor, and it was five years later.

At that time, a new drug was invented abroad, which could stimulate nerve vitality through injection, coupled with super-intensive training, this allowed Mo Chenxiao to recover his mobility in a short period of time.

This kind of medicine needs to be injected every once in a while, which is very harmful to the body, almost like drinking poison to quench thirst.

I don't know why Mo Chenxiao went crazy, so he insisted on receiving such treatment.

In this life, Su Mowan would never watch Mo Chenxiao suffer.

However, to catch the person who poisoned, you first need to know how the other party poisoned.

She decided to start with the food investigation tomorrow.

An hour later, the acupuncture was completed.

Su Mowan was also so tired that he fell asleep.

……

The next day, when Su Mowan woke up, Mo Chenxiao had already gone to the company.

Not having to face the embarrassment of last night anymore, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, washed up and went downstairs.

Butler Zhong made breakfast and invited her to eat with a smile.

Su Mowan's scalp went numb from Butler Zhong's laughter.

She remembered that when she entered the villa on the first day, Butler Zhong had a fierce look on her face when she saw her, as if she was a thief who broke into a private house.

In just a few days, Zhong Butler changed from a gatekeeper to a smiling tiger.

Su Mowan sat down at the dining table.

After spending too much at night, she was indeed very hungry, so she began to eat in large quantities without politeness.

With a clear expression on his face, Butler Zhong asked the kitchen to add another three drawers of steamed buns.

Su Mowan: "..."

"Butler Zhong, tell me, is this my last breakfast?"

The corner of Butler Zhong's mouth twitched, and he said with a smile, "Young Mistress, what are you thinking? Master is afraid that you won't like it, so he specially prepared a few more dishes, and you can eat more of whichever you like."

Did Mo Chenxiao really say it?Su Mowan didn't believe it, it would be good if the man didn't settle accounts with her.

Butler Zhong said again: "Young mistress, this is the card that the young master gave you. There are 5000 million in it. The young master asks you to spend it all today."

puff!Su Mowan sprayed gorgeously.

"What? 5000 million? Why did you give me 5000 million?" Su Mowan looked at the card that Butler Zhong handed over, and asked in surprise.

"The young master said that he doesn't want his woman to be involved financially with other men, as long as her woman spends his money." Butler Zhong said.

Su Mowan was speechless, Mo Chenxiao was stimulated by seeing that sack of "gift" yesterday?

"Can't you finish the flowers?" Su Mowan asked.

"Continue talking about the tortoise if the flowers are not over." Butler Zhong imitated Mo Chenxiao's tone.

Su Mowan shuddered, replied angrily, and went out.

Su Mowan planned to visit grandpa.

Grandpa is the person who loves her the most in this world, but she listened to her stepmother's instigation, thinking that she got lost back then because grandpa was not taking care of her, so she hated grandpa very much.

After being picked up by the Su family, grandpa visited her many times, but she either spoke ill or simply disappeared.

When they got married, Su Mowan didn't let his grandfather attend.

Grandpa was very sad and fell ill when he went back.

Su Mowan thought about what he had done before, and wished he could slap himself.

Grandpa likes tea tasting the most, so Su Mowan found a tea set shop in a high-end shopping mall.

Su Mowan said to the driver who came with him: "You can record a video for me later. If I'm not sure, I can send it to Mo Chenxiao for reference."

"Okay, young mistress." The driver said respectfully.

"Welcome." The shopping guide showed a professional smile.

"Which sets are the most expensive series in your store?" Su Mowan asked.

The shopping guide's eyes lit up, and he immediately led her to an elegantly furnished showcase.

"Ma'am, this is an authentic Yixing purple clay teapot. It was made and designed by Mr. Gu Jingzhou, a master of purple sand pottery. Mr. Gu has devoted himself to purple clay pottery for more than 80 years. Which do you need?"

Su Mowan said: "The most expensive set is 288 million."

The shopping guide was both surprised and delighted: "Ma'am, are you sure you want this set of stone ladle purple clay pots?"

"Well, what's the problem?"

Su Mowan handed her the bank card in front of her.

The other shopping guides all showed envious expressions. They were wearing ordinary clothes, but they were so generous.

The shopping guide led Su Mowan to the front desk to swipe his card.

At the same time, Su Yanran, who was in a bad mood, was shopping with her girlfriends and friends with the bank card given by Wu Xiulan in her hand.

"Look, that woman looks like Su Mowan."

Su Yanran looked up and saw that the man was indeed Su Mowan, her face immediately changed.

"Yan Ran, what's wrong with you?" Lu Xuening asked with concern.

A layer of mist rose from the bottom of Su Yanran's eyes, and she pulled a few people together and said, "Let's leave quickly."

"Yan Ran, why are you afraid of her?" Meng Qianqian asked.

"Yeah, just a bumpkin."

"How can she compare to you, she doesn't even deserve to carry your shoes!"

"Isn't it just that she married a disabled person and thought that she really became the superior Young Mistress Mo?"

"Yan Ran, you are just too kind, you tolerate everything with her."

"An unworthy country bumpkin wants to step on your head, and he doesn't even look at his own virtue!"

"Yan Ran, don't be afraid, we're going to teach her how to behave!"

"Go, go meet her!"

The two took Su Yanran's hand and walked towards Su Mowan.

Su Mowan was about to swipe his card.

"Wait a minute." Suddenly a hand reached out and took away her bank card.

Su Mowan turned around, and saw Lu Xuening and Meng Qianqian standing in front of her with a condescending and arrogant attitude, and Su Yanran who was standing slightly behind in a delicate and pitiful position.

Every time Su Yanran can always use her weakness to arouse the people around her to defend her, and she only needs to act innocent and kind behind them.

This time too.

The tour guide recognized Lu Xuening as the boss' daughter, and quickly said, "Miss."

Lu Xuening said to the instructor: "The tea sets in our store are only sold to elegant and noble customers, not to those vulgar and lowly poor ghosts. These poor ghosts will only lower our grade, understand?"

As she said that, she turned her head to look at Su Mowan, and said with contempt on her face: "What kind of tea ceremony does a country bumpkin like you know, don't insult the tea ceremony, hurry up and roll as far as you can!"

Su Mowan had forgotten that Lu Xuening's father was a well-known tea maker in the whole country.

The shopping guide was a little confused: "Miss, this customer is already buying."

The performance of this set of teapots is worth her quarterly bonus.

Lu Xuening frowned and said displeasedly: "Didn't you pay yet? After you listen to me, this store will not sell anything to poor people like Su Mowan in the future, do you hear me?"