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"and so……?"

"Don't go in a hurry, come in and help me persuade him. It's all burned to 40 °."

"... What's the use of persuasion?" Besides, what qualifications does she have to persuade? Wasn't Wenxin already in?

"It's only useful if you persuade. I heard Jian Qing said that the last time you told him not to kill, he stopped. The injection, he must have listened to you."

"I won't go. I believe you can do it yourself."

"Then you really overestimated us." Tang Song said: "Tang Yan is like steel. If we have a way, we will not let him burn it to this day."

柒 柒 Holding her phone and standing at the door, she groaned for a long while, but in the end, she just said she was powerless. On the ground that 'the car is here', I hung up.

Tang and Song listened to the 'beep' on the phone, and mourned for themselves. Crap! His laboratory is gone! Even the bedroom is gone!

Thinking of this, some annoyed rushed downstairs and yelled, "Brother, you are so unattractive! She doesn't care about your life or death, and doesn't want to come back at all."

Tang Yun didn't know what tricks Tang and Song used, but he was still looking forward to him a little downstairs. When he heard this, his expression suddenly darkened.

Open the thin blanket on your body, get up with a stretched face, and go back upstairs.

"Young Master, here is the guest."

Just then, the housekeeper came in from outside the hall. Tang Yi stepped back, was she back?

But the next moment ...

Seeing the figure, he narrowed his eyes.

"why you?"

"Are you waiting for someone else?" Wen Xin was asked inexplicably.

Tang Yan shook his head. "No. Why are you here?"

"I've been calling you for the past two days, and you didn't listen, so ... I went to Jian Qing, and Jian Qing said, you're sick. I'm not assured, I want to see."

Tang Yan had the urge to throw Jian Qing out.

"Looked at it, and went back soon." Tang Yan returned lazily, his attitude was even more volatile.

Turning around and preparing to go upstairs, Wenxin chased after him, "I will go upstairs with you."

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I stand outside the door.

A taxi came over. She pulled the door of the car, but in her mind, the image of Tang Yun leaning on the sofa just now appeared constantly.

He really burned terribly.

If you don't get an injection, I'm afraid ...

Is he afraid of injections?

She doubts. However, Tang and Song had no reason to lie to her.

However, what he said, can he listen? If you are warm, you may listen to him.

All kinds of thoughts popped out of the mind.

"Miss, can't leave, I'm leaving without leaving." The taxi driver waited impatiently, urging her.

She went back to her mind and closed the door. "Sorry, I'll go later."

After she had finished speaking, she sighed. Turn back. I dare not think about the reasons for my return at this moment.

Since she didn't dare to think, she didn't want to.

I walked in and went to the hall without waiting for the housekeeper's report. She went in and put away her steps. I saw Wen Xin holding Tang's arm in the hall. The two seemed to be going upstairs. They were very intimate.

She looked at it for a moment, without saying anything, pursing her lips gently, and turning to leave.

She thought she was ridiculous. Knowing that his girlfriend was here, he actually came back to persuade him to get an injection. This was really stupid, and he felt a bit overly self-conscious.

She was introspecting herself all the way, the more she thought, the more stuffy and uncomfortable her chest was.

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Tang Yan was really in no mood to entertain Wen Xin, pulled his arm out of her hand, and quietly ordered the housekeeper to drop off the guests.

Warm hearted loss.

When Tang Huan refused, he was faint, but he was particularly ruthless. However, this can still make people want to stop and make people rush.

Some people are poison. Contaminated, deadly, and quit.

When the housekeeper came in, please kindly or unintentionally mention when Wen Xin went out: "Young Master, Ms. Yun just came back a moment ago, but I see her go again."

Tang Yan walked upstairs, looked back at the housekeeper, "Well?"

"Ok."

Tang Yan opened the thin curtains and looked out. There, she has disappeared.

He squeezed his thin lips tightly, flipped the phone from the coffee table, and dialed out.

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When the phone rang, I was already in a taxi.

She glanced at the number above. She didn't save this number, but Tang Yan's number is unique and easy to remember. She glanced before and now she remembers it.

She cast her eyes out the window and didn't listen.

But the phone keeps ringing.

finally……

She put her phone in her ear.

Before she can speak, Tang Yan's voice has come from there, "Did you just come back?"

"……Ok."

"Find me?"

"... No."

"..." He was silent for a moment, and asked long before, "What?"

"..." I dropped my eyes out of the window and almost immediately found myself a seamless reason. "I want to find your girlfriend, Miss Wen Xin. Our magazine recently had a goddess theme, So I wanted to invite her ... "

Then, here, it came to an abrupt end.

Because, on the opposite side, Tang Ye had already hung up the phone decisively, without any extra words.

He sighed, sighed, and put the phone back.

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I returned home at exactly noon for lunch. As soon as she took the key to open the door, she heard a warm voice.

"Oh, come back?" It was Mo Xun's mother, Wu Songzhang. While busy in the kitchen, the probe came out to say hello to her.

"Mom, why are you here?"

I responded and saw that Mo Xun was also there.

"Aren't you going to the company today?"

There was a strange light on Mo Xun's face, his voice was low, "I was brought back by my mother."

"Okay, isn't it?" He also lowered the volume.

"You'll know in a while."

I was full of curiosity.

Put down the bag and turn into the kitchen. When Wu Songzong saw her come in, he said quickly: "You go out quickly. Mo Xun, what are you still standing for? Help me out. Mom listened to Mo Xun, and you twisted your feet the other day. This boy just won't Taking care of you even lets you go to the supermarket. "

"I didn't go to the supermarket today, something happened temporarily." He replied. Mo Xun hurried in, and when the 24 filial piety husband helped her out.

"What is mom doing?" I asked Mo Xun. The smell of the house.

"Dabu soup."

"Ok?"

As soon as I wanted to ask carefully, Wu Songming had already come out with the contents of two cauldrons. I wanted to help, but Mo Xun stopped him. "You have to go again, my mother has to scold me again. I can help, just sit."

I sat down at the table, and Mo Xun was attentively setting the tableware, while Wu Songzhang was preparing the dishes.