Ying Mu Yao pursed her lips and said nothing. Looking at her, she broke off her hand little by little. Her face was firm.

Ying Mu's eyes are full of anxiety, and she wants to catch him with both hands, but she is still getting rid of him.

"I'm sorry, mom." Should wood Yao low voice way, words fall, then turn round to run toward upstairs.

"Ying muyao! Your dad got angry last night and had surgery all night, you know?! The doctor said he didn't have much time! He's been waiting for you to see him! When are you going to be sensible? "

In the dark corridor, Ying Mu Yao's hoarse voice came into Ying Mu Yao's ears. Ying Mu Yao's steps stopped suddenly, his face suddenly became white, and he turned to look at her in shock.

Ying's mother stared at him, biting her lips and crying, her shoulders trembling, "Mu Yao, how about going to the hospital with mom? Your father wants to see you. "

******

Nanqiao is lying on the bed. When she hears the sound of opening the door in her bedroom, she brightens her eyes and sits up with her bed. Yu Guangzhong, the bedroom door is pushed open.

"Ying muyao..." she looked up and was stunned.

Rong Zhiyi stands at the door with a smile on her lips and looks at her face to face.

"Nanqiao, long time no see." Rong Zhiyi said slowly, stepping on high-heeled shoes and walking in gracefully.

Nanqiao's face was cold. "How did you get in?"

Rong Zhiyi raised her eyebrow, raised her hand, and hung a key on her index finger. "Under the carpet at the door, Mu Yao would prepare a key there every time."

The South Bridge suddenly lost its color.

How did she know there was a key? Ying muyao said that his parents didn't even know about this place. He just bought it because he thought his father always forced him to go to the company.

Rong Zhiyi can even find here and know the location of the key

No, Nanqiao, calm down. You can't believe her words. You have to believe Ying muyao.

He said that this is their small world, and no one knows.

Rong Zhiyi glanced over the mess of the room. A touch of terrible jealousy flashed at the bottom of her eyes. She held her hand tightly and hung on her side. Then she looked at Nanqiao and saw her face. She said impatiently, "Nanqiao, I don't want to waste time. I can consider letting you go if I leave yingmuyao."

Nanqiao looked cold and sneered: "is Miss Rong out of her mind? How could such a wishful request be made? "

Rong Zhiyi frowned, and an angry look appeared at the bottom of her eyes. "When I have patience to talk with you, I will leave. Otherwise, yesterday's news is just the beginning."

Nanqiao eyelashes trembled violently, staring at her, gritting her teeth and saying: "it's you and Song Yang who calculated me together!"

She kept looking back at the scene before her stupor that night. She clearly remembered that before the coma, she smelled the smell of lady perfume. It could never have been Song Yang who took her away.

It's Rong Zhiyi, it's her!

This woman, cruel enough and silent, forced her to such a state that she almost broke with Ying muyao.

Rong Zhiyi holds her arm, looks at her contemptuously, and admits, "yes, you shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't intervene between me and Ying muyao." Said, she also some regrets, "but Song Yang really useless, afraid you die, dare not continue, if continue, this thing is more fun."

Nanqiao smell speech, chest sharp ups and downs, dead stare at him, forced out two words: "crazy!"

Rong Zhiyi smile, did not mind what she said, tone is still not slow, "only lost people, will swear, Nanqiao, this game, you lose."