Chapter 104

"Su Qianmian? Su Qianmian?"

Someone is calling her name and shaking her shoulders.

Su Qianmian looked up and saw a familiar face. Qian Xiaoman.

Qian Xiaoman looked at her with a smile, looking like she was falling into the well.

"Are you empty-handed? Xun Mochen doesn't want you, and even Shen Cheng, who grew up together, doesn't want you. Do you feel very pitiful? Do you want to die?"

Qian Xiaoman's face magnified in front of her eyes.

"Xiao Man, you..."

Qian Xiaoman hugged her chest and looked at her indifferently: "You're not so stupid, are you? Well, it's a shame to have an opponent like you.

Su Qianmian felt that his head was about to crack. Why can't she understand everyone's words?

"You didn't think about why I was so kind to you all of a sudden? Well, it's disgusting to think about it.

Qian Xiaoman sat down casually, folding his legs.

"Su Qianmian, I'm so happy to see your depressed appearance now."

"So it's you." Su Qianmian said.

Qian Xiaoman covered her mouth and laughed: "I didn't know until now? But it's too late. Xun Mochen's company is not good. Your Cinderella's dream is shattered!"

Su Qianmian took a deep breath and tried to keep herself clear: "Why?"

Qian Xiaoman likes her depressed appearance very much. She likes the desperate expression on her face very much. It's really exciting!

"Because you are a poor person, the mice in the slums should drift at the bottom. But it makes me feel sick!" Qian Xiaoman became fierce and irritable.

"But, it's up to you..." Su Qianmian said.

Qian Xiaoman stood up and said, "That's right! Just rely on me! You really put the pot of cactus given to you by the computer, didn't you? You must not have thought that a bug was installed there. Thank you very much. Xun Mochen is not on guard in the villa. I know every phone call he makes and every question he answers to you. Su Qianmian, you are doing your own sin. You can't live. If you hurt everyone, you should have nothing as you do now."

"Have you been following me?"

"Yes, why doesn't Xun Mochen want you? Why doesn't Shen Cheng want you? I can see it clearly, just Xun Hua. Oh, yes, and Guo Mingming, you are not from the same class as others. Don't be fat, and it's safer to be your slum rat.

Su Qianmian took a deep breath: "Let me send the information to the HRT president's office. Is it also your plan?"

Qian Xiaoman smiled and said, "It's almost the same. I didn't expect you to meet Zhao Weihang. You really deserve it."

Su Qianmian couldn't help saying, "Are you sick? I have no grudge against you..."

Qian Xiaoman roared, "I said I hate you!"

What a... bitch!

She harmed her so far and Xun Mochen so far, just for the jealousy and unfairness in her heart...

Su Qianmian couldn't help but be furious. As soon as he stepped forward, he was pulled by someone and pulled tightly behind him.

"Qianqian, don't dirty your hands."

Qian Xiaoman saw Xun Mochen with a black face and subconsciously retreated.

But thinking of his current depression, Qian Xiaoman still holds on his momentum: "What a pair of bitter mandarin ducks. I'm going to see what do you take to protect her and beat women in public?"

"What are you guilty about! He doesn't beat women. He only controls women. I'll fight!" Su Qianmian said.

Xun Mochen grabbed Su Qianmian, who was angry, held her in his arms, looked at Qian Xiaoman and snorted coldly, and then turned away.

He didn't say anything, but Qian Xiaoman felt cold all over.

Daw! He can't protect himself. What can he do with himself?

Qian Xiaoman sat weakly in the chair and kept taking deep breaths.

Su Qianmian sat in the car and hammered his head: "Xun Mochen, I have a headache."

Xun Mochen stretched out his slender fingers to help her rub her temples: "What's wrong?"

"I don't know, I've been having a headache... It's about to explode!" Su Qianmian said in pain.

"What did you eat on Fengqing Street?" Xun Mochen guided her attention while quickly driving the car to the hospital.

"I don't know, but with curry, I don't like it."

"What do you like to eat?"

......

A black and cool Maybach 62 is driving fast on the road, which is in great contrast to the calm home saying in the car.

Xun Mochen took Su Qianmian to do various examinations, but the doctor did not come to a clear conclusion in the end. Under Xun Mochen's frosty face, he gave Su Qianmian some glucose and calming drugs tremblingly.

Xun Mochen looked at Su Qianmian, who was asleep, got up and came to the corridor. He dialed the phone that had not been dialed for two years.

As soon as the phone was connected, he said, "She began to have a headache."

The other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then it reacted. The warm male voice came, giving people a warm and comfortable feeling: "Have you been stimulated recently?"

Xun Mochen didn't explain, but just a faint hum.

"Do you have a bad headache?" The other party asked.

"A drip in the hospital."

The other party is silent.

"It's not the first time."

Xun Mochen was stunned. He doesn't know, but it's more serious this time, and he happens to be around... Isn't it the first time? So how did she get here before? Xun Mochen felt a pain in his heart.

He laughed twice on the phone: "You don't have to be too nervous. Let's see what's going on. Take good care of it. If it doesn't hurt in the future, it will be fine. Don't worry. If it gets worse and worse in the future... Let's talk about it later."

Xun Mochen asked, "If it gets more and more powerful in the future, what will happen?"

"First, I came back for treatment again. I succeeded. Your current life can continue. If you fail, she will remember everything. However, whether it is success or failure, it will cause different degrees of damage to her brain. Second, I will come back for treatment, but the goal is to cure, not suppress. It won't hurt her, but she will remember everything. Third, leave her alone and let it go. It's hard to say the result. It's likely that she can't get out by herself and go crazy.

"I know." Then he calmly hung up the phone.

There is still no change on Xun Mochen's face, but it is more green.

Shallow, shallow...

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