Chapter 1000: It Was You (4)
"I know you need it." An Ge looked at his cold face, and his voice was exceptionally soft, "Don't worry about me, really, I've already put it down." As long as she is willing to be genuinely good to you, that's fine. β
"That's her business, it's none of my business." Quan Mo said indifferently while tying gauze for her, without emotion.
"Actually...... In the village, she was willing to take the initiative to help you, and you are still happy, aren't you? β
An Ge asked.
"Nope." Quan Mo said coldly, he had already been dead to Xi Wei, and he didn't have any extravagant hopes and feelings.
"If you still ignore her now, what do you think is the point of her living in this world? Aren't you afraid that she will do stupid things? β
An Ge said.
Quan Mo listened, the movements in his hands paused, his face was still cold, and he silently tied the gauze for her.
The sound of rain outside the window did not stop.
Quan Mo closed the medicine box, his dark eyes indifferent, "You like to help your enemies so much?" β
Helping the enemy?
Who would like to help their enemies.
If Xi Wei and his wife were not his parents, she would have eaten their bones and blood......
An Ge stood up according to the wound on his arm, walked to the window, pushed open the closed window, and the rain outside floated up, and the slightly cold air poured in, wandering in every warm corner.
Quan Mo was still sitting there, looking up at her figure.
"Just because I let go of what happened back then doesn't mean I don't hate her." An Ge thought about it and said, turned around, and looked at Quan Mo with clear eyes, "But this doesn't prevent me from wanting you to be taken care of by my relatives, because I feel sorry for you." β
Especially in Xi Wei, there is the maternal love that he has always hoped for but could not get.
Quan Mo looked at her, his dark eyes deep.
Ange didn't know what he was thinking.
"If it weren't for the fact that there are so many things now, I really want to throw you in bed for three days and not come down!"
Quan Mo said in a low voice, his eyes sweeping her up and down sharply, his eyes revealing his desire for her bluntly.
After a long time, Quan Mo turned around.
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An Ge is embarrassed.
"Wait! Wash it up, wait for me to finish my errands, and come and do you! Quan Mo walked out of the door and slammed the door, full of arrogance.
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This man, when did he still think about this, it was too rude.
An Ge touched his nose, walked back to the materials, picked them up and continued to read the confession.
She is not a professional case-handling officer, and after a first glance at her confession, she can't see anything wrong at all.
An Ge read it again from beginning to end, circled the confessions of several maids who felt that there was a problem, and decided to ask it carefully.
The minutes passed, and the hour hand moved fast.
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An Ge sorted out his confession and glanced at the time, it was already three o'clock in the morning.
Before she knew it, she had been here for so long.
An Ge pressed his neck, stood up and walked out, gently pushed open the bedroom door, the nanny and maid stood aside, and on the big bed, Twelve was sleeping soundly.
Twelve's world doesn't know if it's too smart or naΓ―ve and simple, such a bloody and terrible thing happened in front of his eyes, she didn't coax him much, he wasn't afraid, he didn't stick, and slept obediently.
Such a child really saves her a lot of worry.
An Ge walked over, tucked the quilt for him, put his little hand outside into the quilt, bent down and kissed his little face.
Twelve slept soundly.
"Your world is a fairy tale, forget all the things and people that are not fairy tales."
Ange whispered hypnotically, tapping his brow with his fingertips, hoping that her fingers would have magic that would allow Twelve to have a beautiful fairy tale world in his dreams.