C21 How Careless

She rushed into the room and fell on the soft bed sheet, as if the blanket in Duanmu Yun's apartment was gray.

Could it be that he had the same habit of recognizing beds as her? Mo Mi shook her head. Why did she think of him again?

In the morning, she was woken up by the hurried doorbell. With faint dark circles under her eyes, she walked over to open the door in a daze.

Duanmu Yun walked in with a crutch. "The doctor said I can be discharged."

"Didn't the doctor say that you can't pick up things in a short period of time?"

"I suddenly feel better." Duanmu Yun walked into the sofa and sat down.

The corner of Mo Mi's mouth curled up as she carried him on her back. Coincidentally, she was bumped into by the manor that brought her luggage in. She immediately restrained herself.

"Then why didn't you go and look for Wu Zhixi?" Mo Mi turned her head.

"She rejected me." Duanmu Yun said calmly.

How could it be? Zhixi did not just show a little affection in front of him. She looked at him suspiciously.

Duanmu Yun opened his arms and her feet did not seem to listen to his orders as she walked towards him.

When she came back to her senses and wanted to resist this feeling, she had already walked in front of him. He pulled with his hand and she fell onto the sofa.

He pointed at her abdomen and wiped her eye bags. "Didn't sleep well?"

"Yes, I recognized the bed"

Duanmu Yun held her in his arms. "Sleep for a while more!"

Mo Mi smelled the faint scent of gardenia on his body and felt strangely at ease. She shook her head.

"I don't want to sleep anymore. I want to go home. I am not here to relax at all."

"Okay, let's go back." Duanmu Yun patted her head.

As long as she was still in his arms, he would feel at ease. He would not be afraid of what would happen in the future.

In the evening, Zhuang Zi walked in. "Boss, the private plane is ready."

"Sure, your little vault is quite ample." Mo Mi grabbed his coat with both hands and leaned back.

Duanmu Yun held her in his arms and said, "Help me!"

Mo Mi reached to his waist and steadied his body. She slowly walked along the long and dark corridor.

"Hey, stand still. You are so heavy. I can't take it anymore."

Bang! Duanmu Yun sat on the ground with his butt on the ground. His eyes were innocent. His thigh, which had been cast with plaster, was pressed straight to the ground.

He looked very funny. She held his face and laughed loudly. She bent over and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Help me up." Duanmu Yun warned her in a low voice.

Mo Mi ran forward. "Go after me!"

Duanmu Yun held onto the wall and tried to stand up, but he could not get up every time.

Zhuang Zi pushed his luggage out and shook his head helplessly when he saw this scene. Why did he feel that his boss and Miss Mo had become childish when they were together?

He helped Duanmu Yun up. "Boss, you should use your walking stick!"

"Ah, the elevator is being repaired." Mo Mi bit her lips.

Duanmu Yun followed behind, "Zhuang Zi, contact him."

The hotel was round and only had three floors. They chose a few rooms with the best scenery and made it into a presidential suite.

"The floor here isn't very high, I'll help you down."

Duanmu Yun pursed his lips and hesitated. He was afraid that her small body would not be able to withstand his weight.

Zhuang Zi walked over. "Boss, let's go to the roof. The helicopter is here."

He walked over and helped Duanmu Yun up the stairs. Mo Mi pursed her lips and followed behind them.

When they returned to the familiar city, the police once again looked for Duanmu Yun. Mo Mi asked and found out that Chu Lingfeng was hospitalized again.

She bought a bouquet of flowers and went to the ward. Before she went in, she heard the woman's laughter.

Mo Mi's heart was a little tired as she pushed the door open. "Miss Zhu Zhu, I keep feeling that you seem to be very interested in my fiancé."

Zhu Zhu stood up in a panic, "Mo, Miss Mo, I-I."

She threw the bag on the chair and walked closer to Zhu Zhu, "I found out that you really are. Every time Chu Lingfeng gets sick, you are always there. Is it to show that my fiancee doesn't care about him?"

"Miss Mo, Lingfeng and I are not the kind of relationship you think we have. We are two kids and we are working together here, so we are special."

"You even climbed up his bed. What is your relationship with him?"

Mo Mi said in disgust. She had had enough of these two people's hypocritical faces.

"Chu Lingfeng, let's break up!" Mo Mi picked up the bag and turned around to leave.

Chu Lingfeng lifted the blanket and got off the bed. He knelt on the ground. "Mi, I can't be without you."

Zhu Zhu nervously shouted, "Lingfeng, your ribs are broken and your injury is not healed yet. The doctor said you can't get off the bed. For her, do you really not want to live? Get up, get up! "

Her hand was on the lock, so now they were singing and acting together, right?

Mo Mi shook her head and directly opened the door. Zhu Zhu immediately pressed the emergency button. She turned her head and saw Chu Lingfeng lying in Zhu Zhu's arms with blood all over his mouth.

She walked over, "What happened to him?"

"If he is in trouble, you are the murderer." Zhu Zhu shouted hysterically.

The doctors immediately rushed in. They carried him to the bed and pushed him into the operating theater.

Mo Mi crossed her arms and sat on the bench. Zhu Zhu anxiously paced around the door and occasionally looked inside.

She quietly looked at Zhu Zhu and could not deny that Zhu Zhu loved Chu Lingfeng more than she did.

But so what? Chu Lingfeng still chose her in the end. Although it was to use her, Zhu Zhu must not feel good in her heart!

Mo Mi looked at the lights in the operating theater and could not help but feel worried. At least she had to give it her all.

At eight o'clock at night, the lights went out. The nurse pushed the hospital bed out and the doctor looked at them.

"Who is the patient's family?"

Zhu Zhu was very excited. "I am."

Mo Mi smiled and followed the nurse into the ward. She sat on the chair and her eyes were empty. She reached out and tucked him under the blanket.

It was ten o'clock. Didn't Duanmu Yun say that he would call her when there was nothing else? Why was there no news?

She pressed on her phone and said, "Dad, help me go to the police station to salvage someone. Duanmu Yun went in. I don't know what's going on for the time being."

"Woman, since you have chosen Chu Lingfeng, don't bother with other people's matters."

"Dad, he is my friend." Mo Mi's tone was soft.

"Okay, I will ask someone to take a look." He still compromised in front of his daughter.

Mo's mother carried tea into the study. "It is already so late, who called?"

"My daughter asked me to go to the police station to get Duanmu Yun. That kid is very capable. He doesn't need our help." Mo's father blew on the hot tea in the cup.

"You said he hid his identity from my daughter. What is his purpose?" Mo's mother gave him a massage on his shoulder.

"I did not come to the palace for no reason."

At 12 o'clock, Duanmu Yun called. She finally felt relieved.

"What do you want to eat?"

"You!" Duanmu Yun only let out two deep and warm laughs.

Mo Mi's face instantly turned red. "Be serious."

"There are ingredients in the fridge. Obediently wait for me to go home." Duanmu Yun coaxed her.

She turned her head to look at the person in the ward. Zhu Zhu was already there. It would be unnecessary to have one more person here.

She answered and drove back to the apartment without hesitation. Zhu Zhu stood by the window, her eyes like snakes and scorpions as she held her phone tightly.

A cool breeze suddenly blew outside the window. She closed the window and sat by the bed, keeping close to him. She could not help but yawn and put her arm by her head before she fell asleep unconsciously.