"He's gone beforehand."

Jiang Nuo stood outside the door, his two feet did not dare to step in, with a submissive expression.

"I'll go find him." Ye Ci hurriedly walked out as he spoke, putting on a mask as he walked.

"Huh." Jiang Li wanted to stop her, but she ignored her and never stopped.

Sighing, Jiang Li didn't go out to chase, and he couldn't catch up anyway.

She disagreed with Ye Ci's behavior. But who let Lu Yihan play a dominant role in this ambiguous relationship?

At the end, his gaze shifted to Jiang Nuo, and he sneered,

"Miss Jiang, are you very happy now?"

"Mu Li, why do you say that?" Jiang Nuo looked at her puzzled, with a faint grievance on his face.

"Will it be, you know it in your heart." She walked back to the bedside.

Jiang Nuo followed and walked in and closed the door with his backhand.

I walked to the bed casually and picked up the work designed by Jiang Li.

The person said that he needed to use a few recent works designed by 'Jiang Li' as a standard to find out the style and characteristics of the designer, so as to help her imitate a few similar ones.

But how does she know if 'Jiang Li' is dead or alive? I can only take the works of Shen Muli, who have a similar style.

She looked at it carefully, trying to make a note of it. Although I don't know how to appreciate, my memory is still good. Not to mention a few simple drawings, even weapon drawings with complex structures and accurate data can be written down after reading them a few times.

She's trained in this area.

"What are you doing?" As soon as Jiang Li turned her head, she saw that she was good at doing things that advocated moving herself, and she immediately spoke out in displeasure.

"I, I want to see ......"

Jiang Nuo looked away from the paper and defended himself, he didn't understand why she was angry, didn't Sheng Mingxuan just pick it up and look at it before?

"Put me back where I was," Jiang Li ordered, "You have to ask before you move other people's things, Miss Jiang doesn't understand this politeness?" ”

These works were designed by one of Jiang's old customers, and they were ready to make a big show at a banquet.

Jiang Nuo's face was a little red, and he put down the work in his hand, "I'm sorry, I won't be in the future." ”

swept a few photos under his eyes that he hadn't had time to look at, and his eyes showed an unwilling look.

"Since Miss Jiang's hand is injured, please go back and have a good rest." Jiang Li sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at her. Although it was looking up, the momentum was not lost at all.

"I can do it!" Jiang Nuo hurriedly spoke, "There's nothing wrong with my hand, really." ”

"What can be? Can my brother come to pick you up in the afternoon and say that your injury is because of me? She sneered.

Although she didn't worry about what Sheng Mingxuan thought, it was not good to have too many times, if these little things planted seeds in his heart, what if he dropped the chain at a critical moment one day?

"I won't say that."

Scold! Jiang Li glared slightly, what do you mean by 'can't say'. Feelings: Does she really feel that the injury on her hand was caused by herself?

Shaking his head, he didn't want to talk to her more.

"Ah Biao—"

A burly man walked in from outside the door, walked up to Jiang Li, bowed his head respectfully, and asked, "What do you command, Mrs?" ”

Jiang Li raised his chin at Jiang Nuo, "Invite this woman out for me." ”

"Yes." Ah Biao nodded in agreement, and made a gesture of invitation to Jiang Nuo.

Jiang Nuo looked at Ah Biao's tendon meat, and then looked at Jiang Li's non-negotiable expression, biting his lip and walking out.

Her face was pale, as if she had been greatly wronged. After taking two steps, he looked up at Ah Biao again, and there seemed to be tears about to overflow from his eyes.

Ah Biao glanced back at her expressionlessly, his eyes did not fluctuate, and he even complained in his heart. This woman just likes to cry, and he didn't say anything to his wife!

is still a good wife, her personality is not annoying, and she won't cry at every turn.

Jiang Nuo looked away. What is it called to throw a flattering eye to the blind, this is it.

The two walked out of the ward, she looked back, and Ah Biao immediately closed the door.

"Miss Jiang, please go back, my wife is going to rest, I hope you don't bother."

Jiang Nuo nodded, "Thank you." ”

"No, you don't." Ah Biao's face was expressionless, standing motionless by the door, as if he was in a state of flux.

Jiang Nuo hung his head and walked into the elevator, and after leaving the inpatient department and walking a few more roads, he walked out of the hospital gate.

Habitually looking around, she saw two familiar figures.

With her heart beating, she lowered her head and hid in the crowd of people coming and going, and only after the two of them walked past her did she leave in a hurry.

"Mr. Li," Lu Jiu followed behind Li Sichen with a step, "Someone noticed our moves, and the registration records of several hospitals from a few years ago have been destroyed in advance.

The subordinates were negligent in their duties and found nothing. ”

"Their hearts are empty," Li Sichen's voice was cold, "This shows even more that someone is an impostor." ”

"So what's next?"

"If you can't find the record, forget it," he already knew who was real and who was fake, anyway, "If the woman is moving, let me know immediately." ”

"Okay, Mr. Li."

"Hmm."

The two walked towards the inpatient department, Li Sichen suddenly stopped, looked at Lu Jiu and said, "You don't have to come with you, go and be busy with you." ”

"Okay."

Pushing open the door of the ward, he was not surprised to see Jiang Li writing again.

Walking over and taking away the pen in her hand, Wen Sheng reproached: "If you lose your brain, you should rest more, use your brain at such a high intensity, be careful if you use it badly." ”

Dissatisfied with the pen in his hand being taken away, Jiang Li pouted, "The doctor said that my head only had a slight concussion, very slight!" She emphasized.

"Bump is bump."

There was a slight fishy smell between his noses, Li Sichen glanced around, and asked, "Why is there a smell of blood in the air?" Are you injured again? ”

Jiang Li put the easel aside, surprised by his keen five senses, and pouted: "It's not me, it's Jiang Nuo." ”

Hearing this name, Li Sichen frowned, "Don't let her come in the future." ”

This woman is no ordinary person!

Jiang Li looked at him with some surprise, although he didn't plan to let the woman come again, he still asked, "Why?" ”

"There is no why, not allowed is not allowed." He spoke with a commanding tone.

It's that tone again! Jiang Li was dissatisfied in his heart, he was not his subordinate, why should he listen to him in everything!

"I'm going to let her come!" She's duplicitous.

"You dare?" Li Sichen pinched her face and pecked it, "I haven't settled accounts with you about acting alone before." ”

When I thought that this woman had hidden everything from him and acted alone, I was a little afraid when I thought about it, and nothing happened in the end.

Jiang Li snorted lightly, "I told you before, will you believe my words?" ”

Li Sichen paused, will you believe it? Actually, he wasn't sure.