Outside the gate of Wang's house, a black luxury car was quietly parked in the thick night.

The whole money writhed to the energetic beat of the headset. Jian Hai, who was leaning on the body, looked anxious.

He's been waiting for more than an hour.

He didn't seem to be able to do anything but wait.

Finally, the phone lit up.

Jian Hai hurriedly opened the text message. One glance, another glance, the tense nerves finally relaxed. There are only thirteen words on it:

A second-hand goods, why is Lao Tzu interested?

Wang Zi in the room closed his eyes, pressed his swelling temples with one hand, and pursed his lips.

What a brotherly love!

Shift!

Annoyed, he grabbed a pillow and threw it out.

The pillow rolled twice and landed under the west wall.

The bathroom door opened, and the white men's sweatshirt slouched over Momo's body. The Wang family originally prepared a set of silk pajamas for the newlyweds, but they didn't want it.

Mo Mo, who was tilting his head to concentrate on wiping his hair, didn't notice that Wang Zi was looking at her with a hint of complicated eyes.

"I ...... Where to sleep tonight? ”

"Under the bed, you; Bed, you and me. Take your pick. Wang Zi turned around and went into the bathroom.

He took less than ten minutes in a half-hour bath.

When he came out, Mo Mo had already laid the floor furnished from the bed, curled up, and wrapped himself tightly.

Wang Zi cut off, turned off the light, and went to bed.

At half past seven in the morning, the old lady opened the door of the room with the help of the servant, and was very satisfied with what she saw: Mo Mo was hunched like a child, with one leg on Wang Zi; Wang Zi faced Mo Mo, one arm across her waist. At this time, the two of them were sleeping soundly.

"Who is so noisy that you don't let people sleep?" Wang Zi muttered, opened his eyes in a daze, and was so frightened by the room of people in front of him that he woke up at that time.

Momo also woke up.

The two stared at each other with big eyes, and after three seconds, they each bounced half a meter away.

Momo scratched at his hair, confused as to why he was in bed. So they stared at him.

"You climbed up after going to the bathroom last night, and I can't push it away." Wang Zi whispered in disgust.

At 7:52, Jian Hai arrived at the Wang family's old mansion, but he was still one step late.

He didn't know that Momo was on his way to the hospital at this time. The two sides passed each other halfway.

"It's okay if you don't go to check - but I'm afraid you can't afford the consequences!" Mrs. Wang's voice kept ringing in her ears: "Believe it or not, it's up to you." ”

The hospital has always been a place of resistance. It was the place where she was born and abandoned, and it was the place that her brother frequented.

Momo closed his eyes, his fingernails digging desperately into the flesh. The sun was shining outside, but she was cold inside.

The butler passed the inspection report to the owner on the other end.

"Are you sure?" The voice was cold.

"Yes." The housekeeper was cautious: "There is no problem with the heart, allergies, and some malnutrition in the body, but the rest is normal." ”

"The tutor of the Mo family is really amazing." Mrs. Wang stood in Wang Zi's room, looked at the white sheets on the bed and said sarcastically, and after a while, she said coldly: "Tell me to go down, and not a word about yesterday's wedding is allowed to spread." ”

"This ......"

"What is this? Didn't I give an order yesterday that no one could reveal a word without my notice? ”

"There's really no coverage."

"This marriage is over, but the divorce is coming soon."