Chapter 1036

Qiao Yunshen gently put her hand in his palm, the temperature is comfortable, just warm. As he is to her, always at the right time, give her the warmest heartache.

"I see, Grandpa. Ranran and I will do it as soon as possible."

"Well."

Although it's important to let Qiao's family return, he is also an old man in the twilight. The years of military rush are long gone, and it's the greatest pleasure to make fun of his grandson.

Although Yunshen has done a lot on the surface, he can see through it at a glance. This boy can't forget the girl three years ago.

On the outskirts of Rongcheng, a hospital is built in the middle of the mountain. It is not very impressive in the mountains. Only when I got close to the hospital, I found that the words written on it were extremely commensurate with this hospital, and they were also unimportant. Rongcheng psychiatric hospital.

Fortunately, it was built on the hillside. The sound of ghosts roaring inside made passers-by think it was not clean.

At the moment, it's abnormal peace.

At noon, although the sun was burning, it could not shine into the building in the forest.

Mo Qianyu's eyes are dull, and nuota's sick suit doesn't fit him very well. She lost her old self-confidence and calmness, and even her old pretty face was a little old.

This place, the place where Rong Mingyuan locked her up, is not a personal experience. Who can imagine its horror.

I'm not psychotic. I'm normal.

She repeats every day. In such an environment, she is really afraid that one day her spirit will yield. Even she will firmly believe that she is a real psychosis.

Physical torture is not terrible, but spiritual destruction can completely destroy a person.

This is Rong Mingyuan's revenge.

Mo thousand language silent smile, how can she underestimate that stand in the end of the man, how can she in three years of peaceful environment gradually relax his vigilance.

Even, she did that to him.

Does she expect that one day, Rong Mingyuan will save her? She thinks it's wishful thinking.

Behind her ward was a solid wall, covered with glass fragments, from which it was almost impossible to escape. It's even more difficult to get out of the main entrance.

One month after she came here, Mo Qianyu gave up her resistance. She was tired of explaining to the doctor and was afraid of the sedative in the doctor's hand.

Mo Qianyu even began to Miss Mo Guohua, a father who had no blood relationship with her.

He just used her, far from being crazy. Here, no one believes that she is not ill, no one believes that she is sober.

Doctors may have been used to her excuses for a long time and regarded them as condiments in life. But she, for that little possible hope, laughably explained every day.

She is going to go out from this hell on earth. She must keep a clear mind. Rong Mingyuan, the three words of blood and bone are whispering on her lips for thousands of times. She won't let him go.

Every time Mo Qianyu reads it, her writing becomes heavier. On the wall of the ward, there are all her carved handwriting. Wait, she is a bird with broken wings, but she still believes that one day, she can spread her wings again.

"No.37, dinner."

The doctor put the vegetables beside the bed and checked her condition according to the routine.

No. 37 has become her new name. Mo Qianyu smiles bitterly. Instead of struggling to get rid of the doctor's examination, she becomes more and more obedient after being given numerous sedatives.

"It's good. It's in good shape today."

After the examination, the doctor goes to the next bed, number 38.

A mother who has lost her baby, holding a pillow all day, whispering her baby in her arms. Her broken read Mo thousand language still can bear, the most terrible thing is, at night, she always grasp Mo thousand language collar, canthus want to crack at her roar: "return my child, you return my child."

In front of her eyes, the shadow of Su Mo floated over and over again. She saw Su Mo roaring at her with blood all over her body.

Every time, the doctor came to stop it.

Mo Qianyu's spirit has been tormented by these days. Her eyes are dull. Even she suspects that it is Rong Mingyuan's revenge to lock her up with a mother who lost her child.

She wants to go out, anyway, she wants to go out, this ghost place, she must escape.

Coming out of Qiao's house, the night became more intense. Qiao Yunshen took off his coat and buttoned it on Su ran, with her familiar warm smile on his face: "Beware of catching cold."

"Thank you."

Su ran said as she walked. As soon as she stepped out of Qiao's door, her eyes were fixed on the conspicuous Land Rover.

Her heart several toss, is Rong Mingyuan come.

Sure enough, the next moment, Rong Mingyuan came out of the car, walked to them calmly, and pulled Su ran over with a smile: "is the Rong family breaking the kitchen? Let Mrs. Rong run to someone else's house to rub the rice."Su ran dodged his touch and frowned: "Why are you here?"

Just that meal was depressing and depressing, she needed a space to be quiet, but these two people were fighting against each other.

Qiao Yun's deep smile means a lot: "don't forget, Ranran used to be Mrs. Qiao."

Rong Mingyuan is no longer entangled with him. He goes to Su Ran's side and lowers his voice: "if you still want to find that divorce certificate, just follow me."

Well, he can always, to the point, focus on what she cares about the most.

Taking off Qiao Yunshen's coat, Su ran looks at Yunshen apologetically: "Yunshen, I'm leaving."

"Ranran, as for the clear calculation between us, the night dew is heavy, you should wear it."

"No, she has me."

Rong Mingyuan holds Su ran in his arms, ignoring her little struggle in his arms.

Watching them leave, the smile in Qiao Yunshen's eyes sank down, and the tenderness on his face faded away, leaving a strong expression. Well, at least he has achieved his goal today.

He reminds Su ran that even if she leaves Rong Mingyuan, he is her second choice, not Feng Jingmo.

Rong Mingyuan alone is enough for him to deal with. He doesn't want to have another more powerful enemy.

The cooperation between the two sides makes him understand that fengjingmo is more difficult to deal with than Rongming. This man is more introverted because of years of carving. Although he is not perfect, it is not easy to see through him.

The black Land Rover is perfectly integrated into the dark night here. The two people in the car don't speak. The atmosphere is dull and awkward.

Su Ran's heart was in a mess. Although she had a miserable life before, she had the same direction. Naturally, someone told her right or wrong. Now, Qiao Yunshen and Mr. Feng, how should she choose.

What's more, there's still one sitting around.

It's definitely not a fuel-efficient light.

Su ran once owned the three men of the same quality. This is the envy of outsiders, but it is the biggest trouble for her at the moment.

Although Qiao Yunshen was just a glimpse of her miserable years, she was also a very important person in her life. Although she was slow at the dinner, she understood what he meant, but

"Sitting next to me and thinking about other men, huh?"

Rong Mingyuan can't stand Su Ran's indifference, but this woman is challenging his limit every minute.

"Mr. Rong, you only have the right to control the work of employees, and you don't interfere with their freedom of thought."

She became more and more articulate.

"It's time to get off work. I'm your husband. Why don't I have the right, eh?"

Rong Mingyuan bullies and casts a shadow on Su Ran's head.

Who says it's a woman's right to mess around? This man is very good at it.

Su ran subconsciously pushes his hard Xiang, but it's hard to shake him.

Rong Mingyuan with absolute advantage pressure on her body, with a dangerous atmosphere of aggression: "you in Qiao's, what did you do?"

In his eyes, there is a hidden fire. If the answer is not right, there is a tendency to start a prairie fire.

Su ran, of course, would not be so ignorant of the current situation. "He just had a meal."

"Nothing else?"

Rong Mingyuan pick eyebrow, Qiao Yunshen just can so simple invite her to have a meal?

"What else do you want?"

Su ran pushed him angrily.

"Good."

Rong Mingyuan's tall figure was completely depressed, and her eyes were so confused that she had nowhere to retreat. She could only meet his fiery eyes at the moment.

His kiss fell on her lips, with his unique aggressive breath. She wanted to push him away, but her hands were limited. She wanted to scold him, but her lips were seized by him.

The damned Su ran cursed in her heart, such time, place, character...

Rong Mingyuan smiles dangerously, leaves her lips, but still holds her hands tightly: "comfortable?"

"Get out of here."

Su ran spat at him.

Rong Mingyuan didn't care. His smile was more obvious: "Ranran, I didn't know you had the problem of duplicity before."

He was suddenly in a good mood. Just now, the dark cloud that Su ran left with Qiao Yunshen vanished. The woman under her still clings to herself. No matter what she says, her body is always more honest than her reason.

Su Ran is speechless. She just wants to run away quickly.

Rong Mingyuan grabs her lips again and bites her lips like a punishment. It's a punishment for her duplicity. The narrow space is beautiful.

Su Ran is wearing a very home clothes, at the moment, the shawl on the shoulder slips down, revealing the spring light in front of Xiang.He kisses all the way down, Su ran can't move. Fortunately, a telephone ring cuts through the ambiguity in this small space.

Su ran breaks free and stares at Rong Mingyuan: "my phone."

"Hello, who is it?"

She didn't even look at the display, so she picked it up.

"Hello?"

There was no response at the other end, only the sound of breathing could be heard vaguely.

Su ran looked at the caller ID strangely, and his heart was pulled up. He called to the phone and said, "Hello, Yihan, what's the matter with you. Hello

Su Ran's voice is urgent. Jiang Yihan, who hasn't been in touch for so long, suddenly calls her. What's wrong.

"Ranran, help, help me."