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Yes, whether it is the Wan family or the Huo family, although they have a shallow foundation in Haicheng, most of them have already retreated from the position of the leader by relying on the shadow of their predecessors. To say that the most famous person in the business community of Haicheng today is none other than the one next to her.

She looked up and was about to say something when there was a knock on the door, and a nurse walked in with a medicine cart.

Almost at the same time as she came in, Guan Mufeng stood up, said I will go to the bathroom, and left first.

"Miss Sun, your medicine has been prepared. Looking at the man passing by, the nurse was obviously stunned for a moment before speaking.

Looking at his back, Sun Mo's heart sank suddenly, and his smile was a little reluctant.

The nurse gave a detailed description of the usage and dosage of various medicines, and Sun Mo nodded her head, but she actually couldn't listen to a word.

"Miss Sun, you can come to the hospital to change the medicine the next day for your injury, and you can be discharged from the hospital now. The nurse said.

"Okay, I got it. Thank you. Sun Mo came back to her senses, smiled at the nurse, looked at her back as she left, and the corners of her mouth hung down weakly.

Soon after the nurse left, Guan Mufeng returned.

Looking at Sun Mo's obviously lost expression, he pursed his lips, sat down beside her, took her into his arms, and explained softly.

"You know my temperament, I don't like to be the talk of other people's after-dinner conversations, etc.-"

Before he finished speaking, Sun Mo had already stretched out his hand to stop him, as if he remembered something, and a trace of panic flashed in his beautiful eyes.

"I know, it's me who thinks too much. She smiled apologetically and changed the subject, "Mu Feng, I'm hungry and want to eat Bao Zhenji's porridge." ”

"Okay, I'll take you to drink porridge right away. Guan Mufeng said softly, got up and took the medicine, and helped her out of bed.

"You go out first, I'll follow you. Sun Mo took the initiative to say.

Guan Mufeng looked at her, smiled slightly, nodded, and walked out of the ward first.

Sun Mo settled down, tried to shake off those memories in his mind, took a deep breath, and followed.

The two entered the alley one after the other, got into the car, and went straight to Bao Zhenji.

Sitting in the car, Guan Mufeng suddenly remembered something, looked stunned, and immediately took out his mobile phone, only to find that it was no longer powered off.

He pursed his lips and frowned.

"What's wrong?" Sun Mo couldn't help but ask when he saw that his expression was different.

Guan Mufeng looked at her, and after a moment of silence, he put away his mobile phone.

"Nothing. He said, his expression calm.

Under the corridor of the villa, Qiao Yingying had been standing at the door for more than an hour.

By this time, it was already dark, and the seven or eight dishes on the table had long since stopped steaming.

She took out her phone, hesitated for a moment, and finally withdrew her pocket.

Sir must have something urgent, so don't bother him.

Back in the living room, she took something from the room and put it on the table, then picked up the backpack on the sofa and walked to the door.

When she turned off the light, she couldn't help but look back, her eyes swept over every familiar corner, and a touch of sadness welled up in her heart.

There's nothing more for her here.

Turning off the lights and locking the door, she carried her bag and walked outside the gate, looking up at the tall house, the scene of her first time here, still vivid. Her eyes gradually reddened, and she silently said goodbye in her heart.

Turning, she stepped into the night, step by step on the path she had walked countless times.

She walked slowly, as if reluctant to finish the journey, as if waiting for something. No matter how slow it is, there will always be a time to finish.

Standing outside the gate of the community, she sighed, stopped for a moment, and then took another step forward.

Soon after she left, a black Mercedes drove into the mountain.