The full-level boss made trouble in the wealthy family after wearing it back

Before meeting Shang Lingyi, she was helping her relatives but not helping her relatives, but after meeting Shang Lingyi, she said that she is a good person who helps her relatives and does not help her relatives!

As for why she is so determined?

Nonsense, growing up with Lu Huaijin, how could she not know what kind of virtue that Poor Monkey is? ! !

Although she knew it was Lu Huaijin's fault, she was still eccentric, that's why she came to Ye Shaobai today and asked about Shang Lingyi's whereabouts, but she didn't expect that she would encounter an accident and be fascinated by Ye Shaobai, a stupid brother. The girls are blocked.

However, fortunately she was blocked, otherwise she might lose her happiness forever!

After Ye Fei'er explained the cause and effect in detail, her eyeballs rolled, as if she had thought of something.

Immediately afterwards, she sat down on Shang Lingyi's lap, hugged her arm and said coquettishly: "Lingyi~ I know I was wrong, I know it was wrong for me to help my relatives, but I regret it now ..."

Shang Lingyi was taken aback by her sudden movement, and just about to pull her off her lap, unexpectedly she hugged her even tighter.

"Lingyi~ I really know I'm wrong! Don't be so fierce... I won't dare to mess with you again~"

Shang Lingyi: "..."

Sister, did I offend you?Do I blame you?

From beginning to end, what did I say?

Didn't I just ask a question?

A small green tea that can be packed! ! !

As Ye Fei'er spoke, she sobbed softly, tears streaming down her face.

Seeing this, Shang Lingyi was a little helpless.

She stretched out her hand and patted her shoulder lightly, and gently comforted her: "Okay, don't cry. If you cry again, I will beat you. Do you believe it or not?"

Ye Fei'er immediately stopped crying, raised her eyes sobbing, and looked at Shang Lingyi with teary eyes.

She shook her head pitifully: "Okay, I won't cry..."

Shang Lingyi was speechless: "..."

Why should I get in her car?

Why should I suffer this?

Why are you not home yet?

Why haven't I got Shang Mingheng's pig face yet?

"Driver, please hurry up, I have something urgent!" Shang Lingyi urged a little irritably, with a hint of anxiety in his tone.

"Yes, hurry up." Ye Feier also urged, tears still hanging on her cheeks.

The driver responded bitterly.Miss, didn't you tell me to drive slowly at first?

How did you get him to speed up now?

Is he speeding up or slowing down now?

It's hard to be a driver these days!

***

Hejia International Hospital.

Outside vip room No. 601 on the top floor, two men, Bo Yanshen and Mo Jincheng, over 1.9 meters in height, were standing there.

Mo Jincheng was wearing pure black suit trousers, covering his slender thighs. His upper body was a silver-gray shirt with three buttons slightly open at the neckline, revealing a white and firm chest, looking sexy and charming.

His eyebrows are picturesque, his lips are red and his teeth are white, and his every move reveals a kind of evil beauty.

The bridge of the nose is high, the eyes are piercing, the thin lips are slightly pursed, exuding an innate aristocratic atmosphere.

Standing there, it was like the presence of an emperor, making people unable to help but want to worship him.

"I'm sorry, Jin Cheng. I'm fully responsible for this matter!" Bo Yan took a deep look at the miserable situation in the ward, and said in a deep voice with guilt, "But now, I don't want you to go in."

Mo Jincheng raised his eyebrows, noncommittal, but did not refute.

"Thank you for your concern, but Yan Shen, you think too much."

He said something indifferently, then pushed open the door of the ward and walked in.

Looking at his back deeply, Bo Yan sighed helplessly.

What he knew was that Mo Jincheng was born with a lack of emotion. He couldn't have the slightest interest in anyone or anything, and he couldn't develop any feelings for him.

But even so, he didn't want Mo Jincheng to see the tragic death of his own grandfather in his heart. After all, Mo Jincheng could be regarded as his first friend.

He sighed slightly, followed behind Mo Jincheng, and walked in.

As soon as he entered, a strong smell of blood rushed to his face, making him almost unable to open his eyes.

Bo Yan rubbed his temples deeply, suppressed the discomfort in his stomach, and took a few steps closer to see the situation in front of him clearly.

The originally neat and clean ward was stained into a mess by blood, the walls and sheets were torn to pieces, and there was a pungent smell of disinfectant in the air, which made people sick.

Lying beside the bed was a dead head, surrounded by crushed flesh and smashed bones. The shocking scene made one's hair stand on end.

The window on the side was wide open, and the curtains were rattling by the wind, but the smell of blood in the air could not be blown away.

"vomit!"

Looking deeply at this disgusting scene, Bo Yan couldn't stop vomiting. He clenched his fists hard to his mouth, barely restraining the desire to vomit.

"If you're not feeling well, go out first, I'll be fine." Mo Jincheng turned his head and said lightly.

His voice was calm and unwavering, as if this scene had nothing to do with him.

Hearing this, just as Bo Yanshen was about to speak, his stomach twitched again.

He quickly turned around, covered his mouth, and ran to the bathroom.

"vomit!"

He was lying on the sink, retching desperately, his stomach was overwhelmed, as if something was about to be vomited.

He retched for a long time, so long that Mo Jincheng felt something was wrong. He stood at the door of the bathroom, frowning at Bo Yanshen.

I don't know how long it took before Bo Yanshen finally felt better. He pulled a piece of paper and wiped away the water stains left on the corners of his mouth. When he raised his eyes, he saw Mo Jincheng standing at the door of the bathroom and looking at him.

Mo Jincheng kept looking at Bo Yanshen, his eyes were dark, deep and complicated, like a black hole.

There was no emotion on his face, he just looked at Bo Yanshen, as if waiting for his explanation.

Bo Yan took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at himself in a mess in the mirror, leaning against the sink in a somewhat dejected manner.

After a long time, he opened his mouth slowly, his voice hoarse, "I'll go check my body later."

"Get the checkup early, otherwise, seeing your retching appearance, others will think you are pregnant." Mo Jincheng said solemnly, without any change in the expression on his face.

After hearing this deeply, Bo Yan's mouth twitched involuntarily, and his face turned dark.

Before leaving, he took a look at Mo Jincheng and kindly reminded him: "Don't look at it for too long, it's not good for your physical and mental health."

"Thank you." Mo Jincheng replied without turning his head.

Bo Yanshen finally took a deep look, then turned around and walked out the door.

Mo Jincheng sat and stood beside the hospital bed, looking at everything in the ward, his eyes gradually dimmed.

Grandpa is dead, but he still can't feel any sadness...

Sure enough, he was a born monster with no human emotions!