However, it was not Chai Yongheng who came, but his father's subordinate Yi Ning. When this situation didn't care so much about why there were so many substitutions, he hurriedly solved the problem and asked Yi Ning to give a few hundred yuan to the student to send him away. That student was originally sent by Guan Muyun, and he didn't care.

"I've fallen into a trap, you get the doctor over right away. , those grandsons are really annoying. The students taught by garbage are also garbage!" Mo Yongtai was dizzy, his face was sallow, his lips were chapped, and his forehead was full of sweat, all supported by a resentment, and he scolded weakly.

The doctor quickly arrived, gave him some medicine, looked at the tongue coating, and the pulse, and couldn't help but be shocked: "You have suffered severe collapse, it is best to go to the emergency room immediately for treatment." ”

Two or three men helped him into the ambulance and sped away.

Mo Yongtai hung glucose, took medicine again, no longer had abdominal pain, replied slightly, looked out the car window and said, "I obviously remember that the hospital is not far from the school, why did you rush to Xicheng? Uh, what are you pulling me home for?"

Yi Ning said with a smile: "Young master, the fifth master said that the private doctor at home knows more about your physical condition, so it is better to go home for treatment." ”

The main villa building facing the lake is lit up with lights, and through the glass curtain wall, you can see the figures of people, the candles flickering, the smell of food and the laughter of people floating in the distance.

Mo Yongtai was full of questions: "What kind of plane is the old man in the family doing?" The ambulance stopped downstairs, and five or six of his father's entourage came out of the side door and carried him in. He was sore and weak, his throat was hoarse, and he was gradually unable to speak, so he could only be at the mercy of these people. He rarely goes home, and he doesn't even know much about the layout of his home's decorations.

The side door of the main villa building leads through the hallway to a large and richly decorated room. The room has a large dressing table filled with all kinds of cosmetics and utensils, as well as four large wardrobes. Eight people waited respectfully inside.

Aren't two of them makeup artists and stylists from Yintian? What are they running around?

Mo Yongtai was placed on the chair, shocked. I got up and wanted to go, but my legs went limp, and I sat down again, and I collapsed on the chair and couldn't move.

As soon as the word "I ......" came out, my breath trembled in my throat, and I felt that my throat hurt uncomfortably, so I could only stop talking.

Could it be that my father has collapsed?

The next actions of these people made him even more inexplicable, and several male servants helped him take off his sportswear first, his underwear was gone, and the natural scenery was gone. There was a stench of feces. The valets wanted to cover their noses, but they didn't dare, so they had to endure it. The makeup artist said helplessly: "Let's send the young master to take a bath first." ”

Kill me! Mo Yongtai was ashamed and angry, if you get a few women to help me take a bath, it's nothing, it's just a few big men! Okay, okay. Wait and see!

I went to the bathroom next door and washed it up. Even the lower body does not leave a trace of dirt. The whole body was touched by a man, not to mention, the buttocks were a little itchy, and I wanted to reach out to scratch it, but a manservant was in a hurry to please the young master, and he had already stretched out his hand first......

Mo Yongtai was sad and indignant, his hands and feet were soft and he couldn't resist, but his mind was extremely clear, and he could still walk a few steps and say a few words when he came out of the toilet. So far, I can't do anything, and the laxatives are not so strong that they can't do it, could it be that the bottle of glucose that the doctor hangs is a ghost? When did Yi Ning become an inner jiān to deal with himself? What is the purpose of what they are doing this?

Everyone changed into a set of well-fitting underwear for him, and the stylist touched his chin and said, "Just wear a purple shirt, with a sense of xìng in mystery." The most fascinating. "I opened one of the large wardrobes, and there were no less than thirty or forty sets of colorful shirts hanging in it. He rummaged through it for a while, and took out a brand new purple shirt that had not removed the label, and the fabric was decorated with a lighter six-pointed star, which looked very beautiful.

Mo Yongtai said in his heart: "Boss, I like Huang Sè." But when he opened his mouth, he could only babble a few times. The stylist had already pulled his arm to help him put his clothes on, buttoned them, snapped his fingers and praised, "It fits." Here's the evening dress, a little more formal, black sè is good, if you want that kind of waist, the figure will look more straight. Rather, the bow tie is worth considering. ”

How about a bow tie?

The makeup artist took out a bright red sè with an arrow piercing the heart pattern printed on it, and a bow tie with the English word ILOVEYOU and smiled: "I was ready for a long time, and I deliberately chose one that fits the theme." ”

Mo Yongtai almost fainted: Boss, please don't play with me.

After putting on the dress, the makeup artist helped him make up, comb his hair, and spray a light and pleasant perfume. Looking at himself in the mirror, he was radiant and graceful, not a little worse than the star Bai Youcheng who was hanging on the screen all day, and it seemed to feel good, so he was not so angry, but he didn't understand what they were going to do.

He was put into a wheelchair and pushed out of the room, through the hallway, to the hall. A man dressed indecently was beckoning the servants to decorate the hall, "The lights are too bright, just the wall lamps, and the rest of the place will be replaced with candlesticks." What's that, is the roasted pig done? Wait for Lao Tzu to eat it, you *** be a little sharper. And you, what to see, I haven't seen a pretty boy, wipe the chair again, and wipe it until the figure is visible.

A six-meter-long table was set up in the hall, covered with a white tablecloth, and the candles were burning brightly around it, and the servants were shuttling endlessly. It's not dark yet, but the lighting system in the lobby is cut off from the outside.

The man, who was dancing like a conductor, shouted again: "What about the flowers? How many times have I said that I want a few drops of water on the red roses that have just bloomed, so that they will look more delicate, do you know what is called beauty? And the portrait of Mo Lao Wu is replaced by the Virgin Mary! Europeans attach more importance to religion. ”

The man turned around, Mo Yongtai almost suffocated, this, isn't this guy Liao Xuebing?

Liao Xuebing was wearing a neat black sè tuxedo and a thick cigar in his mouth, which was particularly weird when combined with his hooligan ruffianism.

"Ha, isn't this Young Master Tai. Quick, sit down at the table, change to a more comfortable chair for him, Miss Alice will be there soon. Lao Liao commanded.

Mo Yongtai thought angrily: "It's all you Liao Xuebing who made the ghost, and you actually played this kind of trick to break up the good thing between me and Bingyun." Do you think this will succeed? Wait a minute, I won't speak, Alice she's not a fool, she can't see the fame?"

Liao Xuebing patted him on the shoulder vigorously and smiled: "Virtuous nephew, you are not young, it is time to talk about marriage, Miss Alice admires you deeply, no, you sent an invitation letter over, and she rushed over." After the two of you succeed, you must pass on the family and have several sons. Haha, don't speak? Then I'll take you as a default. ”

Mo Yongtai was slapped with cracked teeth, his eyes spewed flames, and he said in his heart: "I want to see how you can help me act." ”

The servants began to retreat in an orderly manner, leaving only a few waiters standing in the corner, and the oak door of the hall burst open. Shine in bright, harsh light. Liao Xuebing hurriedly greeted him. Miss Alice, dressed in a gray off-the-shoulder dress and a diamond necklace with a radiant shè around her neck, held his hand reservedly in the company of Edwards, the butler, and Mr. Brown, the secretary, and slowly ascended the steps with the skirt in the other hand.

Mo Yongtai did not stand at the door to greet them as they wished, but stood numbly behind the long table with a stiff and cold expression. Alice showed a slight look of disappointment.

"Mr. Brown, my nephew came back from Europe because of his overexcitement and contracted a cold. He was unwell and had a sore throat and couldn't speak, but he couldn't hold back his longing for Miss Alice, and still insisted on seeing him. My nephew didn't have to do it because of his disrespect, but because of his health. ”

Brown also came from a young man. Showing an understanding of the gods, she said to Alice, and Alice softened down and said a few words. Brown said to Lao Liao again: "Miss said that she hopes that Mr. Mo will recover soon, and extends her deepest condolences to him. ”

After getting off the plane at noon, Mo Lao Wu also received Alice and his party, and at this time, under the pretext of not interfering in the lives of young people, he left Liao Xuebing to take care of it, and he was busy dealing with the affairs of the Bon Festival, where did he have so much spare time.

Please sit down, just opposite Mo Xiaozi, Liao Xuebing sat in the middle, claiming to be Mo Yongtai's uncle, taking on half of the identity of the master, the housekeeper and the secretary have no seats, they can only stand behind the young lady.

Mo Yongtai became more and more anxious: "Damn Liao Xuebing forced me to this kind of field, one day I will return it tenfold." ”

Liao Xuebing clapped his hands, and a servant pushed out a stainless steel trolley, which was covered with flowers, red and yellow roses, arranged into a huge heart, and the shape was dazzling. "This is the flower that my nephew gave Miss Alice, a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine roses, in our local meaning, it represents eternity......" Brown, who was afraid that he was not good at Chinese, would not understand, and explained in detail: "We are very particular about the meaning of numbers here, and my nephew hopes that the relationship between him and Miss Alice will never fade and last as long as a diamond." ”

After Brown translated the words, Alice was overjoyed, pulled out one of them and held it in her hand, and looked at Mo Yongtai with burning eyes.

Mo Yongtai almost had the idea of biting his tongue and committing suicide: "Count you ruthless! I won't fight with you today." ”

"When my nephew came back, he was shut up in his room every day, reciting Miss Alice's name, and writing many poems for you. He has a sore throat now, because he called your name too many times at that time, so he had a bad reaction, and it will be fine in a few days, so I will do it for me and recite a poem he wrote. Dedicated to the love of my life, Alice: In the late autumn when the cicadas are screaming, how heartbreaking it is to part, and missing you is like a river that keeps flowing, when it doesn't stop, ah, Alice, do you know that I need you ......"

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