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When Thirteen came over, he was wearing a mini fluffy skirt with a white top.

Her long auburn curls, draped over her back, moved smoothly, making her delicate face look more like poisoned poppies, enchanting to the point where she had the charm of a woman and the liveliness and drive of youth.

Xi Sanmo looked at her and then at himself. He wore a loose gray T-shirt and a pair of black seven-cent pants. He was not dressed professionally, dressed in casual clothes, but it was an incongruous combination.

If Thirteen was dressed like a sunny day, then Xi Sanmo was dressed like a cloudy day. If Thirteen's appearance was like lighting a fire, then Xi Sanmo's appearance was like pouring ice.

The two of them were not on the same level, and they could not be compared day after day. As he was unable to accept it, he sighed and finally understood why Huo Li was infatuated with Thirteen, why he called Thirteen again and again, and why he was so busy that day with Thirteen.

He had the ability to keep men busy and kill them all!

But at this moment, what was Huo Li planning to do? Could it be … You want her to watch the play again? Did he want to use that sort of vulgar method to break her nerves, force her to submit, force her to sever all ties with Rönn?

If it was before, Xi Sanmo would definitely be very nervous, would definitely be very agitated and would definitely go mad with anger. But now, she didn't care and just wanted to say, "Huo Li, there's something wrong with you! "Huo Li, you think too much of yourself!"

And it was definitely a large onion!

However, Xi Sanmo was wrong. Huo Li didn't have such vulgar plans. He embraced Thirteen from the left and embraced Sanmo from the right. The three of them walked out of the room and down the spiral staircase together.

As he walked up the spiral staircase, he saw that the living room was filled with people. Xiao Bufan, Uncle Li, two sisters who looked exactly like Thirteen, and a bunch of servants and bodyguards dressed in black.

What was he doing? So solemn, so serious?

Before Xi Sumo could understand what was going on, Huo Li was already sitting on the sofa in the hall with his legs folded up. His handsome face was elegant and his eyes were cold and cold, and even though he didn't say a word, the domineering aura he exuded made everyone feel a sense of oppression.

Everyone was so nervous that they didn't dare to say anything. They respectfully stood there, silent and fearless. Sometimes they rolled up their T-shirts with their hands, and other times they rested their heads on their hands, looking bored.

Huo Li could control everyone, but he couldn't do anything to Xi Sanmo. He sighed helplessly in his heart, then said coldly, "I told you to wait here because I have something to announce. Listen carefully. If anything happens, bring your heads here to see me."

'Sh * t! Why do I still have to carry my head here? Did I really think that I'm looking down on the heavens? 'Xi Sanmo drew circles, curses, and all sorts of curses on his legs …

Uncle Li said yes carefully with his men, then Huo Li continued, "Fifth Young Mistress' throat was damaged, so she can't speak. That's why she's staying at the manor to recuperate these days. The Chinese medicine I arranged for her to be used three times a day. When it's done, Uncle Li will bring it to her and watch her drink it.

The heck, what throat damage? That was clearly your acupoint. Chinese medicine, that was used to adjust one's vital energy and blood. It was smelly and bitter, so how could one drink it?

Xi Sumo's frantic hands drew circles on his leg as he cursed again and again. However, he maintained his gentle and docile smile. Who asked her to be the Fifth Young Madam?

Huo Li looked down and saw her wildly spinning hand. He held it tightly and wrapped it around his palm as he looked at the eleven people with his piercing and cold eyes: "The Fifth Young Mistress has been recuperating her body these past few days, so all the matters in the manor are reported to Uncle Li or Xiao Budian as usual. This way, if Fifth Young Madam has nothing better to do, she might feel bored. The two of you will accompany her on a stroll around the garden and chat, but you are not allowed to interact with anyone from the other villas. Do you all understand what I'm saying? "

What the f * ck!

Huo Li, you're really mean, you not only restricted my right to speak, but also restricted my freedom. You said that you'd send eleven people to accompany you, and that it would be terrible to say that you'd send eleven people to supervise her, and there would definitely be other bodyguards to supervise them as well!

Supervising! Humph!

Don't forget, Huo Li, you can't even do anything to me, so how can eleven or twelve people do anything to me? My fundamental freedoms aren't that easy to control. Xi Sanmo looked at the eleven sisters and found that they were dressed the same way.

The three of them looked really alike. Not to mention the three of them standing apart, even if they stood together, it would be difficult to find any differences. Xi Sanmo looked at them one by one, trying to find an attack point.

When XII saw her looking at him, he politely smiled at her.

Her eyes curved!

A thunderous sound rang out in Xi Sanming's heart as he turned his head to look at Thirteen, who was beside him, in shock.

Thirteen quietly sat next to Huo Li with both hands on her legs. She looked forward, her eyes darting around, as if nothing could catch her attention or interest her. Her eyes were calm and cold, unlike the Thirteen she had just touched.

Thirteen, whom she had come in contact with, was more like a girl standing opposite of her.

Xi Sanmo didn't know if he had made a mistake or if the triplets were so similar that there was no way to distinguish them, but she looked at the three of them one by one.

From their height to their facial features, they were astonishingly similar. After putting on the same outfit, it was even harder to distinguish between them. However, after looking around, Xi Sanmo still found a way to differentiate them.

One of them was serious, one was radiant, one was cold. The other was Thirteen, who was sitting next to Huo Li. This Thirteen wasn't the Thirteen that Xi Sanmo had met before!

They swapped places. Why did they play the game of swapping posts in the dark? If they were going back and forth, who was the real Thirteen? What tricks, motives, plans, and conspiracies did they have?

Huo Li didn't notice the change in San Mo's reaction and continued, "Fifth Young Mistress is resting at the manor. You guys must take care of her carefully. Don't let any mishaps happen to her. While she was recuperating, Thirteen accompanied me to the company to attend all the banquets. "

She was still thinking about whether Thirteen's words were true or false, so she didn't hear Huo Li's words. However, Huo Li thought that she was angry, that she had been locked up in the manor, that she couldn't see Lei Long again.

So Huo Li ignored her and left with Thirteen.

When Xi Sumo came back to his senses, Uncle Li had already brought the herbal medicine in front of her. "Fifth Young Mistress, I know this medicine doesn't taste good, so I put a lot of sugar in it. It's not bitter at all, you can drink it now."

I smell like I want to vomit, how can I drink it? What lack of Qi and blood, to put it bluntly, isn't it just anemia? Anemia will make me sick after taking a small iron supplement pill, do you need to drink such a big bowl of Chinese medicine every day? Huo Li was proficient in Chinese medicine, but she was also proficient in Western medicine!

The heck!

Uncle Li could also stand in front of her for the whole day with medicine in hand. Xi Sumo was in a dilemma as he looked around, and the people in the hall had already dispersed. Only the eleven sisters were left sitting on the sofa beside her, one reading a magazine while the other was embroidering cross-stitches.

If it was thirteen, then the remaining two would be eleven and twelve. But which one was eleven and which one was twelve? The one who left, was it really Thirteen, or was it a fake Thirteen?

Xi Sanmo had to investigate this matter thoroughly. She endured the nausea and took the medicine from Uncle Li. She pinched her nose, not daring to finish it, and gulped down the medicine one mouthful at a time.

Uncle Li was naturally happy when he saw her finish eating. He hurriedly passed her a plate of candied fruits for her to rinse her mouth with, as well as a plate of candied fruits.

He took a candied fruit and put it in his mouth, suppressing the strong taste of the Chinese medicine. Seeing the two sisters ignore her, Xi Sanmo rolled his eyes and walked over with the candied fruit and handed it to them.