Mo Ran said these four words with a cold face, thinking that he would refuse like before, but he didn't want a few bodyguards to look at each other and then took out his mobile phone to call Gu Mou, giving her a "reprieve from death".

When she was in a wheelchair, she couldn't believe that the man would really let her out without letting the bodyguard follow, she pulled the blanket covering her lap with one hand, and sneered, even if her injured right hand was locked and handcuffed under the blanket!

"Won't you be cold here?"

A nice voice sounded behind her, and when she looked back, a boy in the same hospital gown as her inside and a tweed coat outside was standing behind him, smiling at him, the water glass still steaming in his hand.

"The trees here are all dead, very few people come here, and these days, you're the first person I've seen here," he said. ”

As he spoke, he stuffed the hot water paper cup in his hand into her hand, "Take it, it'll be cold." ”

Mo Ran was stunned.

Mo Ran was originally not afraid of the cold, but when she held the paper cup that was a little hot, her heart couldn't help but tremble.

Looking at the man in front of him carefully, to be honest, he is very handsome, it is different from Gu Mou's aggressive handsomeness, the man in front of him is as warm as spring, and he saw his hand picking up the drawing board by the flower bed, slender and fair, with clear and beautiful bones.

"You know how to draw?" Looking at the half-finished work on the drawing board, Mo Ran asked in surprise.

"Is it pretty?"

The man turned the drawing board to her, and the painting was the tree in the flower bed in front of her, although it was a dim hue, but it was not depressed, but gave people a sense of hidden vitality.

"It's beautiful."

"Like?"

Mo Ran nodded.

"Then I'll finish giving it to you."

"Me?" For a moment, Moran's eyes lit up, "Really? ”

The man chuckled and stopped talking, his smile was like the red sun on a summer day, and the tip of her dark heart cracked.

Next, the two were relatively silent, the man had been painting, Mo Ran didn't dare to come forward to disturb, even though she was already stiff there, but she was still reluctant to leave.

To be precise, she was reluctant to give up the paper cup that still had a lingering charm, and her other hand was roasted, and she couldn't move at all.

"Alright."

I don't know how long it took, but he finally raised his head, took the drawing paper off the drawing board and handed it to her, "Do you like it?" ”

Under the big tree, a little girl in a wheelchair is stretching out her hand to welcome the first snowflakes of early winter, and the smile on her face is unstoppable happiness.

"This ......," Mo Ran's fingertips trembled, "is it me?" ”

"Hmm." The man smiled and placed the painting on her lap, "I hope you can be as happy as in the painting in the future." ”

Inexplicably, Mo Ran felt a sour nose, "Thank you, I like it very much." ”

The hand under the thin blanket clenched her fists hard, and if she could, she would definitely reach out to take it, but ......

The man seemed to see her embarrassment, so he put the painting on her lap, "Since you like it, I'll give it to you, and let me help you press it with a blanket." ”

Seeing that the man's hand was about to touch her thin blanket, Mo Ran felt that her whole heart stopped beating, and she couldn't let him see her embarrassment at this time: "Don't! ”

The man paused, looking at her in shock.

A trace of panic flashed in Mo Ran's eyes, and he didn't dare to look directly into the eyes on the other side, and stumbled and explained: "That, that, my hand is injured, no, I can't ......"

"I'm sorry." Before Mo Ran finished speaking, he saw the man opposite straighten up, "It's me who is abrupt." ”

Mo Ran wanted to say no, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a few bodyguards walking towards him, and he sweated even more in his heart: "My name is Mo Ran, thank you for the painting and the water." ”

Moran knew that this might be the only time the two of them had ever met, and tried to put a smile on his face that he thought was bright.

"Miss, it's time to go back."

The bodyguard stood at the mouth of the flower bed and said coldly, and the man opposite wanted to say something, but he couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the posture in front of him.

"Hmm." Mo Ran nodded and walked towards the ward under the push of the bodyguard.

"Will we meet again?"

The man's voice came from behind her, and Mo Ran smiled bitterly: "I hope ...... not."

Why should an unfortunate person pass on his misfortune to others?

Back in the ward, the bodyguard untied the handcuffs from her hands, and she saw that there was already a mobile phone on the bedside table.

"Miss Mo, Mr. Gu asked you to send her a message."

After the bodyguard finished speaking, he let her go out in a wheelchair, Mo Ran looked at the mobile phone on the bedside table, and then looked at the paper cup and drawing paper in his arms, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but pull lightly.

"Yu Yang." The fingertips landed in the lower right corner of the painting, and Mo Ran murmured softly.

……

At this time, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the top office of the Gu Building, Gu Mou, dressed in a straight suit, held a red wine glass in his hand, looking at this business empire that belonged to him like a king.

At the desk behind him, a middle-aged man with a blue nose and swollen face knelt there pleading.

"Mr. Gu, Mr. Gu, I was wrong, I have no choice but to have the old and the young in my family, please give me another chance."

A plea echoed throughout the office, but Gu Mou was indifferent, and when he turned his head again, there was a bloodthirsty smile on the corner of his mouth: "What benefits did Si Qihan give you, and you actually betrayed me regardless of your name." ”

"Mr. Gu, my daughter is in her hands, I ......" the man kept kowtowing.

"You're going to betray me?" As if powerless, Gu Mou threw himself into the sofa, and waved his tired hand to let him down.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man pleaded in horror, he knew that once he left this room, he really had no chance to survive: "Mr. Gu, Mr. Gu begs you." ”

Seeing Gu Mou rubbing his temples irritably, Chen Hai, who had been standing beside him, motioned his subordinates to hurriedly take people down, and then leaned over and said: "Mr. Gu, most of our goods this time have been taken by Si Qihan, and almost the entire Haikou has fallen, you see what we ...... next."