C20 You Want to Feed Me

"Mo Mi, did something happen to you?" Chu Lingfeng was confused.

"I don't want to contact you recently. I also need time to calm down."

Mo Mi hung up the phone directly. She rubbed her face and took a deep breath.

Duanmu Yun dialed the number. "Shouldn't you explain to me?"

A voice came from the door. "I am your sister. Do you need an explanation for what I did to you? I won't hurt you anyway. "

Duanmu Yun looked at his broken leg. "What you said won't hurt me, is that."

At that time, he recognized that the person riding the motorcycle was her sister's bodyguard.

Moreover, those abnormal movements of the kidnappers should have something to do with her commanding backstage. The Duanmu Qing he knew would not do such a boring thing.

"Acting is not real. How can you hear the answer you want?"

Duanmu Qing took out a silver pen with a DMQ engraved on it. This was a gift from their 18 year old father.

She opened the lid and signed his name elegantly on his leg. "I will reimburse you for this leg. Go back and complain to Dad."

Duanmu Yun saw her like this and could not do anything to her.

"You know everything about me and her."

"Is there a need to hide it?" Duanmu Qing patted his shoulder. The first step to success was to know how to do things.

Duanmu Yun's lips parted slightly. It was not that he did not break the rules, but... he was serious about her.

She stretched out her hand to stop him from saying what he wanted to say. She picked up her hand and walked to the window.

"Dad, I am at the resort. Yun is fine. I am with him. Do you want to talk to him?"

Duanmu Qing turned to look at him. He pursed his lips and did not want to cooperate.

"Dad, Yun was drunk last night. He is still sleeping now. How about next time?"

"You don't need to cover for him. I know this son well. Come back early to deal with the company's matters."

Duanmu Qing's tone was respectful. "I will take a private plane back tonight."

After hanging up the phone, she turned to look at him. "Rest well. I hope you can take her down as soon as possible."

In the evening, Mo Mi carried the lunchbox to the hospital. "I brought you some bone porridge to supplement your shape."

"My arm hurts." Duanmu Yun leaned against the pillow.

"You hurt your leg." She mercilessly exposed him.

"I saved you all of a sudden. "Duanmu Yun reminded her that he wanted the VIP treatment in her heart.

She pressed the bell and the doctor immediately rushed in. She sat by the side and calmly drank the porridge.

"Doctor, he said his arm hurt."

The doctor immediately checked his hand. Duanmu Yun looked at the doctor. The doctor lowered his head to indicate that he understood.

"Miss Mo, Mr. Duanmu's arm has an old illness. He might not be able to pick up anything in a short period of time."

Mo Mi sat up straight. "Seriously, is it that serious?"

"I will have to trouble you during this period of time." Duanmu Yun was not polite at all.

"Mo Mi, you are also here. I have stewed some soup." Wu Zhixi carried the thermos in.

Mo Mi pursed her lips. Yes, there were many people who cared about him. Why did she come?

"It just so happens that his hand is injured. You should feed him better." Mo Mi sat by the side and leisurely drank the porridge.

Duanmu Yun stared at her without blinking. He really wanted to know what she was feeling awkward about. They had experienced kidnapping before, and their relationship seemed to have returned to the time when they first met.

Wu Zhixi poured the soup out. With a red face, she blew the cold soup to his mouth.

She saw that his gaze was still on Mo Mi. She turned her head to look and had an idea.

"Are you not full from drinking the soup? I will go and buy you a bowl of porridge now." Wu Zhixi picked up the bag and was about to go out.

"No need. It is good to drink the soup. "Duanmu Yun looked at the soup on the table.

Wu Zhixi scooped up the soup and handed it to his lips. He opened his mouth and drank it, but his eyes kept looking at Mo Mi.

She held the spoon tightly, but pretended not to care and continued to eat the porridge in the bowl.

Unconsciously, three bowls of porridge entered her stomach. Mo Mi stood up and said, "There is still one more bowl of porridge here. I have fed it to him. I am a little tired, so I will go back to the hotel first."

Wu Zhixi smiled and said, "I will give it to you."

When they reached the door, Mo Mi patted her shoulder. "You will accompany me tonight. It just so happens that you can also improve your relationship."

"Mo Mi, thank you!" Wu Zhixi cherished this chance of being alone very much.

Mo Mi covered her mouth and yawned again. She waved at her and walked out of the hospital.

A cool breeze blew across her face, bringing with it a moist feeling. She did not know if it was the rain or the tears that originally existed.

She hugged her arms and walked forward. She could not hear any of the times when she was in the Manor, so she could only drive to catch up.

Rumble ~ Suddenly, a heavy rain fell, waking her up. Her vision blurred as she looked forward.

However, there was an umbrella above her head. She lifted her head to take a look, smiled, and continued walking forward calmly.

Duanmu Yun heard the sound of the rain. Without hesitation, he pulled out the drip and jumped in front of the window, looking at the figure walking in the rain.

"Zhuang Zi, have you ever taken a path that you don't even know where it leads to?"

"Miss Mo, don't catch a cold in the rain. This path leads back to the hotel." Zhuang Zi carefully protected her.

She raised her head and smiled. The starlight in her eyes was dark. She squatted down and hugged her body.

It turned out that 'making' was so unbearable, but she had no way to turn back.

Zhuang Zi asked worriedly, "Miss Mo, are you hurt?"

"No, let's go back to the hotel!" Her wet body got into the car.

He watched the car disappear from his sight, but he could not do anything. Duanmu Yun had never felt so helpless before.

A shirt suddenly appeared on his shoulder. Wu Zhixi gently said, "Be careful, don't catch a cold."

"You are not needed here. "Duanmu Yun's eyes stayed on the direction she had left.

"I know you like Mo Mi, and I know she's already engaged. She doesn't like you, so I can wait for you. I can wait for you."

Wu Zhixi reached her hand towards him, but she did not have the courage to touch him. She was afraid that she would be rejected.

Duanmu Yun's thin lips shot out ruthless words, "That is my business."

The corners of his eyes became very obvious, and the especially prominent corners were slightly sharp. His dark black pupils could not feel a trace of warmth.

"You and I are not even strangers," ___ said.

She had no right to wait for him. He did not need her, and she did not have the right to do so.

Wu Zhixi's eyes were filled with tears. "Sorry, I was being self-righteous."

She did not care about the rainy day and rushed out of the hospital. She stood under the window of his room and looked up. The light in her eyes gradually faded.

Wu Zhixi hoped that he would also be able to see Mo Mi like that. She watched her leave but the figure that she was thinking of did not appear by the window.

Perhaps she could not walk into his heart. She braved the rain and left without looking back.

Mo Mi took a hot bath and sat on the carpet. She leaned her head against the French window and looked at the rain outside the window.

Seeing the wheels of the car crossing the puddle and splashing water, would Duanmu Yun and Zhixi sit by the bed and chat and get to know each other?

Mo Mi shook her head. Why did she think of them again? How they were doing now had nothing to do with her.