Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

He said and closed the door. The little fox took advantage of the lack of people and was not willing to give in. He stretched out his two paws.

"Ah, damn it." Zhou Zihao was about to stand up when the little fox rushed forward.

"Bang" Zhou Zihao was hit by it and fell to the ground. The little fox opened its mouth and accidentally bit him.

Wenshui heard the noise and pushed the door open. He saw the little fox pressing on Zhou Zihao's body, and the fox's thin mouth biting Zhou Zihao's body.

Obviously the little fox wasn't going to let him go just because of a candy.

"Ahem, you continue." Wenshui took half a step back, saluted Zhou Zihao, slammed the door hard, and walked out, with a deeper smile on his lips.

As he prepared the medicine, he said to Xiao Mohan: "It seems that the Xiao family's one really won't save you any trouble."

"Prepare the medicine." Xiao Mo said in a cold voice, not intending to gossip with him. Wenshui shrugged his shoulders. After preparing the medicine, he threw it into the bathroom and said to Zhou Zihao, "Eat up. You'll be fine soon."

After Zhou Zihao took the medicine, he screamed and had severe pain in his abdomen, as if he was about to give birth to a baby.

"It hurts me to death." Zhou Zihao said, Wenshui stood outside the door, leaned there, turned his head and said inside: "It's like giving birth to a child, that's right."

"..." Xiao Mohan listened, his sexy thin mouth twitched, his hand holding the gold pen tightened slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at Wenshui.

Wenshui stood up and walked towards Xiao Mohan, sat opposite him, crossed his legs, and said to him: "I have calculated that the poison on Gu Chengdong's body was indeed not activated when he was injured today, but the current poison."

"Yeah." Xiao Mohan listened and nodded thoughtfully.

Consistent with his guess, since Xiao Mohan could think of it, I believe Gu Chengdong had already noticed it, so Feng Tianjing came to ask about it.

"I suddenly thought of something else. Since that man looks the same as your father, Han, have you ever doubted that when the Xiao family had an accident and your father died tragically, would it have been changed?" Wenshui pursed his lips. The monster's face was full of worry.

Since these two people look the same, was it Xiao Mohan's father who died that year?

When Xiao Mohan heard Wenshui's words, he put the gold pen aside, stood up and walked towards the bar, took out a bottle of expensive red wine and poured two glasses.

"Ring." His phone vibrated a few times. Wenshui stepped forward, looked at the screen of Xiao Mohan's phone, and said, "It's Zhuo Shu."

Wenshui took the phone and handed it to Xiao Mohan. He took a sip of the glass of red wine and watched Xiao Mohan pick up the phone. He looked up at Wenshui and said, "He's here."

Xiao Mohan handed over the phone and asked questions about Shui, but he answered the call.

"There is a way, but it is risky, but I have never tried it." Wenshui whispered, holding the goblet and swaying. The red wine followed the edge of the glass, forming a beautiful arc.

Wenshui turned around, put his hands on the bar, placed the goblet in front of the table, and said, "Yao Rong is not in good health, you need to be mentally prepared."

Not knowing what Zhuosuo said, Wenshui threw his phone in front of the bar.

Xiao Mohan took the red wine, poured it for Wenwen water, put it aside, and asked in a deep voice: "About the stillbirth?"

"Well, Yao Rong wants to try, Zhuo... He doesn't want her to risk her life, so Yao Rong has made up her mind and says she will keep her no matter what. After all, with her physical condition, it will be difficult to get pregnant again after a miscarriage." Wenshui He said, holding the goblet with his beautiful fingertips, and couldn't help but shake his head.

"How confident are you?" Xiao Mohan asked in a deep voice.

Wenshui raised his head and looked at Xiao Mohan. After taking a sip of wine, he put down the goblet, stood up and said, "To be honest, I'm not sure."