Chapter 887

When can she be more careful? I walk unsteadily and I always like to run in high heels.

Hua moyao was worried about her foot injury. She was about to step forward and bend over to hold her, but Shen Wenyang moved ahead of time, called her name and squatted in front of her.

"Senior?" Hear the familiar voice, Xiao Mimi suddenly smile, great, finally someone came to save her, she thought she had to spend the night here tonight, excited to embrace his neck.

"I'll take you to the doctor." When he bent down to pick her up, Xiao Mimi found Hua moyao beside him.

Just now, there was no one in the elevator. She didn't dare to go in. She thought, anyway, the floor is not high, so she can climb down the stairs and exercise. Unexpectedly, she sprained her foot when she just climbed two floors. She tried to stand up, but the pain was so severe that she just sat on the steps. She thought, if Shen Xuechang can't find her, she won't think she ran first.

Hua moyao is the only one who knows about her claustrophobia. Did he remind her to come here to find herself?

Being held by Shen Wenyang, Xiao Mimi looks at Hua moyao, but she disappears quickly.

Hua moyao felt a pain in his heart. He could only watch her fall into other people's arms and be carried away by others.

In fact, the person holding her should be herself!

Can only draw out a cigarette, in his mouth, continue to answer, answer, smoking, relieve melancholy. After a while, there were four or five cigarette ends on the ground.

He took out his mobile phone and called the senior management of a company upstairs who was still having dinner together, saying that he had to leave in advance for something temporary.

On the way home, he untied the first three buttons of his shirt. His brow was locked. He looked a bit dispirited and uninhibited, but also a little lazy.

An Weiwei calls, but he doesn't look at it. He hangs up and throws it aside.

The phone rings one after another, see no one answer, and began to bombard SMS phone in turn.

At this point, Hua moyao was very upset, but she still bothered him, so she had a bad temper. With a calm face and a cold voice, she said, "what's the matter?" There was an obvious displeasure in the tone.

"Mo Yao, come to me tonight." An Weiwei's voice is filled with some supplication and some inexplicable things.

"No time." Flower Mo Yao thin lips light open, some impatient light float to give her two words.

An Weiwei's voice suddenly shrieked up: "if you don't come, I'll cut my wrist and commit suicide!"

Without waiting for her to finish, Hua moyao had already cut off the phone and was too lazy to listen to her.

The phone finally stopped.

More than 20 minutes later, when he drove to the front of his house and was about to get off, the phone rang again and an Weiwei sent a message.

Hua Mo Yao casually picked up the mobile phone and opened it. What he saw was a bloody picture.

White wrist, a thin hole, is pouring out blood, looks a little startling.

Hua moyao's anger burned for a moment. She did it on purpose and sent this kind of picture to herself. Is she making trouble for herself?

Just stepped out of a foot back, directly turn around, drive to the place where anweiwei lives.

The door was hidden, but he had to slip through the door to pry the lock. He easily pushed the door in. The house was dark, and only the bathroom was on.