Zhao Yiya also told He Yugo a few words, and after returning home, Zhao Yiya found some photos of Mo Qinghan's life, packed them and sent them to someone, and called and instructed: "The more exposed the photos, the better, and you must show the debauchery side of the gold worshipper." He hung up the phone.

slammed the phone on the floor hard, looked at the broken 'corpse' covered with phones on the ground, and said with a hideous face: "Mo Qinghan will be like this mobile phone in a few days, the 'corpse' is lying on this cold ground in pieces, and the man who dares to touch me Zhao Yiya will only have the ending that is 'death'."

Mo Qinghan, as usual, took the bus to school, because he had a fight with He Zheyu last night, he fell asleep very late, and he cried again last night, so his eyes were a little tired, his eyes were closed, his head rested on the glass window, and he was drowsy with the shaking of the car.

He Zheyu received a call from Lin Mo early in the morning and immediately rushed back to He's house, seeing that He Xuanyi was lying on the bed, his face was pale and his breathing was particularly unsmooth, so he yelled at Zhao Xu'er on the side: "How did you take care of him, don't you know that he is allergic to peanuts?" Did you know it was going to kill him? ”

Zhao Xu'er acted very well, her eyes were full of tears, and she said aggrievedly: "I told the clerk not to give me a cake made of peanuts, maybe he heard it wrong, so it will be like today." ”

He Xuanyi, who was lying on the bed, said weakly: "Zheyu, don't talk about your Aunt Zhao, she doesn't have a heart." After finishing speaking, he asked He Zheyu to sit beside him, and when He Zheyu sat down, Zhao Xu'er also deliberately walked over to help He Xuanyi cover the quilt on his body, and took the opportunity to take the phone He Zheyu put in his coat when he collided with He Zheyu. When he came out of the bedroom, he made a look at He Xuanyi that only the two of them could understand.

Mo Qingyu, who was lying on the hospital bed, saw a woman wearing a goose-yellow long skirt, a small black leather coat on the outside, a pair of 10 cm high heels, slightly curly hair scattered on both sides of the shoulders casually, and the makeup on her face was a little too solemn, feeling that she was going to participate in some important matter, came to her ward, and asked in a low voice: "Madam, did you go to the wrong room?" This is Ward 302. ”

Zhao Yiya said coldly: "You are Mo Qingyu, Mo Qinghan is your sister." ”

Mo Qingyu saw that this person could say his sister's name, so he knew him, and continued: "Yes, but my sister is not here, she is in school and will come back when she has time." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yiya chuckled twice and said: "Of course she doesn't have time to come here, if she is here to accompany you, then there is still time to climb into the man's bed to earn medical fees for you!" ”

"Who are you, I am not allowed not to slander my sister like this. My sister is not that kind of person, my medical expenses are all paid by the foundation, not by my sister climbing into a man's bed and exchanging her body. ”

"Yo! Looks like your sister is treating you well, right? The money you bought in exchange for your body is still hidden from you, and you are lying in this luxurious ward with such a white lie. Have you ever met the head of the Foundation? Have they ever come to see you? ”

Mo Qingyu tried hard to search for the answers to these questions in his mind, but he was really powerless to answer, because no one had come to see him since he lived here except Mo Qinghan.