In the ward, two men looked at each other, both obviously hostile.

Mo Yixuan was wearing a black handmade suit, with his hands in his trouser pockets. He stood by the bedside and looked condescendingly at the man on the bed, a mute, a fool, a man who was so poor that he had to rely on a woman to support him.

When he was sure that He Xiyan, who was asleep not far away, did not wake up, he looked at Chen Jiahang and said in a cold tone: "Dumb, for the sake of you being disabled, I don't want to say too harsh things to you." She ......"

Mo Yixuan pointed to He Xiyan, who was sleeping soundly on the side, "She is my ex-wife, I have been married to her for more than three years, and we have a child who is almost five years old. She's just having amnesia now, that's why she's following you, but once she's sober, there's no way she'll be with you. ”

Mo Yixuan's tone was cold, and his words sounded quite gentle, but then his eyes were full of hatred.

Who is he hating, he is still Chen Jiahang in front of him, and he himself doesn't know.

"Mo Yat Xuan ......"

Suddenly, a hoarse and dry voice sounded in the hospital room, with a distinctly morbid tone.

Mo Yixuan was stunned, and under the light, his face was a little stunned. He looked around with his eyes, took a closer look, and found that no one else was present except Yan Yan, and he suddenly looked at the man on the hospital bed with wide eyes.

Did he send it?

He clenched his fingers in disbelief.

Chen Jiahang struggled to sit up with his hands and sat against the head of the bed. He looked at Mo Yixuan, and his eyes were no longer the angry and irritable ones they had before, but a kind of seriousness and calmness.

"I know you, Mo Yixuan." Jia Hang said with difficulty, his voice was very dry, like he had severe laryngitis, but even this voice could hear his disgust for the man in front of him.

He had just checked the identity of this man on the Internet, a native of Night City, the only son of Mo Xuming, and the president and chairman of Tianyu Group.

Mo Yixuan sneered.

Okay, it's not dumb, pretending, really pretending, this man, I guess he's stupid. pretending to be crazy and stupid, so that Yan Yan can sympathize, is actually a poor bastard who is good at nothing, lazy and poor.

No wonder his Yan Yan wants to work so hard to make money, because he has followed such a poor bastard who pretends to be dumb and stupid.

"Chen Jiahang, since you are not dumb, then let's open the skylight and say something." Mo Yixuan paused and said, "Yan Yan, I must bring it back to Night City, as for you, you'd better take the initiative to leave, otherwise I will report the case directly and sue you for buying and imprisoning women." When the time comes, you'll just wait to sit through the prison. ”

Mo Yixuan tightened his eyebrows, and his eyebrows were full of warnings. Before, he felt that the other party was a mute, and he was a little polite, after all, he didn't want to bully a disabled person. But I didn't expect this guy to be so cunning that he was pretending to be dumb. It's also weird enough.

Chen Jiahang only smiled faintly at Mo Yixuan's warning, with a hint of sarcasm.

In fact, he didn't hate the man in front of him, he just hated it a little.

"What are you laughing at?" A cold light flashed in Mo Yixuan's eyes. I don't know why he feels that the man in front of him doesn't seem to look like the stupid B he saw more than ten days ago, and even his eyes don't look like it, it's like a different person.