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"If you really love me, don't come to me again, I'm doing well now, please don't bother!" Ding Zixin's tone was extremely resolute, and she didn't give the other party a chance at all.

Experience has taught her that if she has been deceived once, she must not be deceived a second time, because then there will be a third or fourth time!

"Are you really so ruthless, don't you have any feelings for me in your heart?" In the mobile phone, there was a sound of Gao Zhenghai collapsing.

"Nope." Ding Zixin did not hesitate, "Please don't call me again in the future, and don't go to my house again, otherwise I will move!" ”

After speaking, Ding Zixin hung up the phone.

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That night, Ding Zixin spent the night in the guest room of Lu Zi'an's house.

Early the next morning, Lu Zi'an said that Beichen Shaoting was discharged from the hospital today, so he went to the hospital with him.

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On the day they were discharged from the hospital, Ning Ziqi and Beichen Yumeng did not come, Mo Qianqian called, saying that they were still at the house of relatives in other places.

Beichen Shaoting's legs and feet were inconvenient, so Mo Qianqian could only ask the bodyguard to get a wheelchair.

But as soon as he saw the wheelchair, Beichen Shaoting's face suddenly changed.

"I'm not crippled, I don't need this!" He glanced at the wheelchair with disgust.

He's not a cripple, he doesn't need something crippled!

"I didn't say that you are disabled, it's just that your leg injury is not healed yet, so it's easier to sit here!" Mo Qianqian was on the side, and persuaded patiently.

This man's temper is getting worse and worse!

"I don't need this thing, you take it!" Beichen Shaoting said unhappily to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard nodded and came over to push the wheelchair away, but Mo Qianqian hurriedly walked up and held it.

"Don't take it, you guys get out!" She also learned from Beichen Shaoting's usual appearance, and instructed the bodyguard.

He doesn't like the feeling of being pushed!

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At this time, the bodyguard was in trouble, he glanced at Mo Qianqian, and then at Beichen Shaoting, and suddenly didn't know what to do.

When the young master and the young grandmother have different opinions, what should be done?

"Do you only listen to Beichen Shaoting, and it doesn't work for my young grandmother to speak?" Mo Qianqian deliberately lowered his face, and his tone became a little serious.

"Yes, young grandmother." The bodyguard nodded hurriedly, and then quickly flashed.

Seeing her angry, Beichen Shaoting reached out and pressed her head with a headache.

"Beichen Shaoting, do you want to sit down?" Mo Qianqian stretched out his hand to support the wheelchair, looked at him a little speechlessly, and then asked.

Beichen Shaoting pursed his lips, and wanted to answer not to sit, but at this moment, Mo Qianqian suddenly turned around to leave.

"Where are you going?" Beichen Shaoting's eyebrows tightened, and then asked.

"If you don't sit down, I won't care about you!" Mo Qianqian stopped and turned his head to look at him.

"Damn! Are you threatening me?! ”

"Yes!" Mo Qianqian nodded very honestly, and with a face, I am just threatening you, what can you do with me!

Beichen Shaoting was unhappy, he was injured, and he wanted to get more of her care and love, but who knew that this girl was so faceless.

"Okay, I'll sit!" In the end, the person who compromised was still Beichen Shaoting.

Seeing that he finally agreed to take a wheelchair, Mo Qianqian showed a smile on his face, strode forward, and stretched out his hand to push the wheelchair over.