It took him a long time before he slowly remembered something and suddenly woke up.

It must have been his mother's doing, and something was put in the soup last night.

For a while, my heart was mixed.

He turned his head and looked at the familiar face next to him, his beautiful little face wrinkled slightly, and his long hair fell down, smooth and supple like brocade. Under the butterfly-like eyelashes, there is a clear shadow.

He paused, suppressed the emotions in his heart, and reached out to push Xia Weiliang, but her whole person was like a puddle of mud, her body was soft, and her eyes didn't open.

After hesitating for a moment, he got up and put on his clothes and went straight downstairs.

"Mother Zhao." When he saw the figure in the living room, his eyes lit up, and the whole person instantly revealed a cold and cold aura.

"Young Master." When Zhao's mother heard this, her body shook and she shouted involuntarily.

"Where's my mom?" He frowned, his tone slightly questioning.

"Madame received the news last night and was invited to a foreign fashion week, and she left early this morning." Mother Zhao suppressed the fear in her heart and said the words that Liang Shuying confessed word for word.

"Abroad?" Wen Jinmo raised his eyebrows, and directly reached out to dial a number, which rang for a long time before picking it up.

"Hey, Jinmo, I'm outside now, the signal is not very good, what's the matter when I get back to the hotel." Liang Shuying was also worried, worried that Wen Jinmo would be angry when she knew about her design, but when she thought of the Taoist priest's words, she still felt very excited.

"Mom," he gritted his teeth.

"Huh..... Eh, what are you talking about, why can't I hear me? The signal here is not good, I hung up first. After speaking, Liang Shuying decisively hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

After a long sigh of relief, she elegantly picked up the cup on the table, looked at the clear water and blue sky outside the window, and leisurely smoked the juice.

It's been a long time since I've had this opportunity to come out and relax!

Wen Jinmo: "......"

He petrified in his place.

"Young Master, are you alright?" Mother Zhao glanced at him secretly and spoke cautiously.

"What medicine did you put in it?" He grimaced.

"I ..... I...."Zhao's mother was tugging in her heart, not knowing whether to say it or not.

"Mother Zhao, you have been working here for ten years, and I respect you in my heart, but sometimes you have to know a little bit of proportion." The deep gaze fell on her motionlessly.

"And some medicines can't be used indiscriminately, if you put it wrong and something happens, can you bear it?" He raised his pitch sharply.

"This ..... Hey," Mother Zhao sighed heavily, took out the medicine bottle and gave it to Wen Jinmo.

Wen Jinmo took it, looked at it, and his face sank instantly.

"How many did you put?"

"That's it." Mother Zhao lowered her head, her voice was full of cowardice.

Wen Jinmo: "......"

He thought his mother was trying to kill him and his daughter-in-law.

Jiang Yanfeng had told their brothers about various such drugs before, and a good use of them could indeed increase "feelings", but some overdoses of drugs would cause some side effects.

He hurried upstairs and rushed into the room.

The little man in the bed was still asleep, let's be asleep to be exact.

The sunlight shone through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, and the black and shiny hair covered her face, glowing with a hint of shine.

On the bare skin, some bruises and purple traces can be faintly seen.....

He was much stronger than her, so he woke up early, and she didn't know what was going to happen......