Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Thinking of Xiao Yichu's poisonous state last time, although the poison was relieved after he got close to her, it caused her to lose some memories. Now she is in coma and seems to be fine, but his people have checked and can't do anything.

"Who are you?" Mo Shuainan asked in a deep voice.

Only the Xiao family knows best about Xiao Yichu's condition, and Huo Jiu's appearance seems...

"Let me tell you on behalf of Xiao Yiyan, if you want to save her, there is only one place..." Huo Jiu said, with a flick of his fingertips, something hit Mo Shuainan.

Seeing this, Mo Leng took out his pistol and quickly dodged.

But he saw that Mo Shuainan was faster than him. When he took the things at a speed that was invisible to others, Huo Jiu had already turned around and left. He came and left in a hurry.

When leaving Mo's house, Huo Jiu lit a cigarette and took a long drag.

"Xiao Yiyan, is this why you asked me to come?" Huo Jiu said in a deep voice, the cigarette on his fingertips flickering with flames, like a demon at night trying to burn the world.

Huo Jiu took the car keys and was about to pick up the car. The assistant appeared respectfully and said, "Master Huo, that woman is taking advantage of you."

"So what?" Huo Jiu heard this and sneered.

Xiao Yiyan was injured and asked him to rush to rescue her. At that moment, he knew that she was lying. If it was really a major matter, how could she let someone else take her place? Furthermore, with her intelligence, the people around her may be more reliable than him.

The only possibility is to push him out as a shield. Because he is a male, it is easier to arouse male hostility, which makes Mo Shuainan fall into a trap.

"What is she doing?" Huo Jiu asked unintentionally as he sat in the driver's seat.

The assistant listened, clenched her fists more tightly, and uttered unhappily for a long time: "She called someone to make an appointment to play mahjong."

The more she talked, the more depressed she became. How could Xiao Yiyan look like a wounded woman? She was simply a tormenting little goblin who sent his young master to deliver a message in the middle of the night. It was better for her to eat melon seeds and call for a mahjong date.

How unreasonable!

"Haha." Huo Jiu listened, held the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

The assistant stood there, mired in dissatisfaction with Xiao Qi. He felt a gust of wind coming and choked him. He came back to his senses instantly and found Huo Jiu driving away.

He raised his hand, looked at the direction where the car disappeared, and said, "Master Huo, I haven't gotten in the car yet."

Inside Mo's house.

Mo Shuainan turned around and walked into the room. When he saw Xiao Yichu who was unconscious, he touched her forehead with his generous palm and felt that her body was abnormal and different from before.

"Young Marshal, what are you..." Mo Leng suddenly realized something when he saw him picking up Xiao Yichu.

"Enter the dragon vein again." Mo Shuainan said coldly.

Although he didn't know what the dragon vein meant to her, he knew clearly that her life could be reincarnated there.

It was the same last time, and it's the same this time.

"Young Marshal, you almost died for her last time, but you want to do it again for her this time? Are you losing your mind even after losing your body to her? You are the Young Marshal." Mo Leng was anxious.

It feels like Mo Shuainan is being lowered now, even if he doesn't care about his life.

"Go away." Mo Shuainan said coldly.

His cold handsome face was filled with coldness, and the determination in his eyes was unstoppable. He picked up Xiao Yichu and left. Mo Leng was so anxious that he rushed forward to stop him.

"Young Marshal," he blurted out.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Mo Shuainan suddenly turning around.

He admired it and thought that Mo Shuainan had changed his mind. Unexpectedly, Mo Shuainan suddenly raised his hand. Mo Leng felt a pain in his neck. It took him a long time to realize that he was actually beaten by the young commander... and passed out.

When this thought came to his mind, he fell heavily to the ground.

"Carry him back." Mo Shuainan said.

When the bodyguard in the dark heard this, he felt a chill behind his back and immediately stepped forward to carry Mo Leng into the house.