Driving in the car on the highway, the atmosphere is extremely low. Gong Xiaoyou stealthily aims at Ji Yuxiu's expression with Yu Guang from time to time. He just looks at the front like that. There is no trace of redundancy on his handsome face, leaving only the cold of thousands of miles away.

"Uncle, you are Are you angry with me? " Small hand, tense clenched into a fist.

Ji Yuxiu's eyes were flowing. He glanced at her slightly and said with no expression: "what do you think?"

When he saw that the things in his hand were almost done, he wanted to call the girl and ask if she had gone home. He didn't know that the first call was to refuse to answer, and the second call was to turn off the phone.

It's also a coincidence that he happened to be dealing with things near the hospital. Maybe it's his feeling; maybe it's his heart. He called President Liu of the hospital and asked if Gong Xiaoyou was in the hospital.

So president Liu told him what had happened. He put down his work and went to the hospital.

Who knows how to ask Gong Xiaoyou, this stubborn girl refuses to say, this is the root that makes him angry!

"I'm sorry, uncle. I just don't want to hurt you because of my business, so I'll..." Gong Xiaoyou holds the corner of his coat nervously.

"I understand."

"Do you understand?" Yes, he understands. When she learned that her mother's name was Li Yafeng, Ji Yuxiu had a premonition of today's situation. "Girl, I told you when I first met you that you can come to me for anything that happens in the future. You should choose to trust me."

Trust?

Copy ground, the nose tip of palace small you suffused with a burst of sour, she side head, the vision is good of looking at uncle that handsome side Yan.

Yes, how important it is to trust this kind of thing. If Bai Mohan can choose to trust her, maybe there won't be so many misunderstandings between them.

"Sorry, uncle."

"Oh..." Ji Yuxiu's shallow smile, warm palm caresses her head.

At this moment, Gong Xiaoyou's cold heart seems to feel a trace of warmth again

"Uncle, this is it. Stop the car." Almost half an hour or so, the car they took slowly parked at the door of baimohan villa.

"Here Ji Yuxiu frowned slightly, as if he doubted his own eyes. He looked at the villa not far away again. "Girl, do you live here?"

"Yes What's wrong? Uncle

Silence.

One second, two seconds and three seconds later, Ji Yuxiu just stares at the villa behind Gong Xiaoyou. He has been watching for half a minute before he regains his mind.

"No, nothing. Go back and have a rest early."

"Well Goodbye, uncle

"Goodbye." Seeing Gong Xiaoyuan's back, Ji Yuxiu's dark eyes suddenly covered with a layer of gray color

……

In front of the villa, Gong Xiaoyou hesitated to walk back and forth. Do you want to go in?

But she really doesn't want to face white ink cold. If she doesn't go back, she will be caught by white ink cold no matter where she goes, right?

"Back? Why don't you come in? "

Just at a loss, the door of the villa suddenly opens. Gong Xiaoyou's heart is tight. He glares at the white Mohan who appears at the door.

"Bai Mohan, I figured it out. I decided to..."

"After consideration, I decided to send your mother to a private hospital for treatment, which is safe and efficient. What do you think?"

What's this guy up to?

Why don't you play according to the routine? Before Ming Ming, she still looked like she was going to kill her mother. How could it be like a different person?

Gong Xiaoyou looks at him with silly eyes.

Bai Mohan waited patiently for her reply.

Oh, my God! This guy must be crazy!

"Bai Mohan, what are you up to?"

"Do you think I'm such an impersonal person to play tricks?" White Mo Han slightly bent down, jokingly raised her jaw.

But the question is, has he done anything close to human feelings?

Which bastard wouldn't help her mother?

Which bastard forced her mother to have no hospital to stay?!

"As for me, I just think you are right. You are my wife in name, so your family is my family." Take away the hand that hooks her mandible, white ink cold hands encircle before the body, lip Cape light surface once put on a touch of soft feeling shallow mark.

This kind of he conveys to Gong Xiaoyou's eyes, not to mention how frightening, she really doubts whether Bai Mohan is possessed by a ghost? Or does he have a twin brother?

"You, you really want to open it?" Gong Xiaoyou asked tentatively.

"Well." White ink cold pondered of order to nod.

Now what? She also thought that she would divorce him as soon as she came back. As a result, this guy turned sexual unprepared. How could she talk?Gong Xiaoyou frowned and said, "it's good for you to have such awareness, but it's a pity It's a little late... " Beyond the white ink cold, she walked slowly into the porch.

"What did you say?"

Behind her, came the voice of Bai Mohan's doubt. She stood still and walked slowly. She turned her head expressionless: "I said it's late! What have you been doing? "

If he had such consciousness earlier, they would not have come to this stage.

"Gong Xiaoyou! Don't give me an inch! " Bai Mohan rushed to her.

Gong Xiaoyou is slightly stunned, and looks at him up and down in a puzzled way: "do you think I have to push an inch?"

"Isn't it? I've chosen to step back. How dare you tell me it's too late?! Who do you think you are? "

Looking at Bai Mohan's haughty and dismissive appearance, Gong Xiaoyou's anger "soared" to the top of his head.

Damn, that's right. That's the usual white ink cold.

Good, good!

"Bai Mohan, I think you're the one who makes the most of it, aren't you?"

"Do you think that if you have hurt others and you choose to step back, others will have to cooperate and forgive you?"

"Do you think everyone has to be around you for what you want?"

"I'll tell you, Bai Mohan, I've put up with you for a long time."

"Look at your temper. When you are happy, you are good. If you are not happy, you can trample people down the abyss. Do you think everyone is your toy? "

"Maybe others would like to be your toy, but I don't want to play with you anymore. I want to leave you! Marriage Gong Xiaoyou a head of the long backlog of resentment all vent out.

Every time she scolded, the green veins of Bai Mo Han's forehead beat.

"Gong Xiaoyou, what do you say? How dare you try again? " "Say it ten times, I want to divorce you! Divorce! Divorce! Divorce! Divorce Her voice beat the waves.