C11 Warning stay away from her

"Pain." Mo Xiaoran's brows tightly knitted together. The heart-wrenching pain from the ankle tore away her unconscious state of consciousness.

Xiao Menghan anxiously stood up. Damn it, he actually pressured her injured ankle.

Standing beside the bed, Xiao Menghan stared fixedly at Mo Xiaoran with his thick eyebrows and deeply locked eyes. His instincts tormented his will every inch, and in the end, he turned around and walked towards the door with his slender body.

"Sir?"

"Go in and take care of her. If she asks, you know how to answer."

"Yes, sir."

"Wait." Xiao Menghan worriedly warned: "She just ran into the ankle's wound, go and bandage it again."

"Yes, sir." Lin Xiaoqiao bowed to confirm that Xiao Menghan did not have any other instructions, then she finally dared to enter the ward to take care of Mo Xiaoran.

Once they left Xiao Menghan's line of sight, Lin Xiaoqiao heaved a long sigh of relief. That man was simply too cold, his aura was too powerful, and his appearance was even more beautiful than those celebrities.

Looking at Mo Xiaoran who was still unconscious on the bed, the relationships between Lin Xiaoqiao and Mo Xiaoran had all sorts of beautiful memories.

After Mo Xiaoran's fever subsided, she ate a bowl of rice porridge when she woke up in the evening. If not for Lin Xiaoqiao's suggestion that she should not eat anymore, Mo Xiaoran would have wanted to eat another bowl.

Regardless of whether Mo Xiaoran was asking or hinting, Lin Xiaochang knew nothing at all. She was the one who took care of Mo Xiaoran and kept everything else to herself, telling Mo Xiaoran that she had always taken care of Mo Xiaoran and that it wasn't just a tragedy if she talked too much here.

Was he mistaken? Mo Xiaoran was suspicious. In her daze, she felt a man standing beside the bed. In the end, she sighed.

This was a private clinic, Mo Xiaoran couldn't get much out of the doctor, the doctor told her that the medical fees had already been paid, she only needed to be at ease and rest from her injuries.

Mo Xiaoran pondered for a while, but on the second day, she insisted on leaving. The doctor could not make any decisions, so he avoided calling Xiao Menghan.

When Mo Xiaoran left the hospital, Lin Xiaoqiao also brought a set of casual clothes and a pair of wide black-rimmed glasses. The clothes didn't have any label on them, but they were very comfortable to wear, and were made of pure cotton.

The ankle s and wrists were still hurting. To Mo Xiaoran, these things were nothing compared to the crazy woman who imprisoned him, especially since they involved that mysterious person, Xiao Menghan. She knew her own identity very well.

Lin Xiaoqiao gave Mo Xiaoran a taxi, carefully helped him get on the car, and gave him a bag of pills.

"Thank you." Mo Xiaoran rejected the medicine. She smiled and waved goodbye to Lin Xiaoqiao as Mo Xiaoran did not want to involve himself too much.

Lin Xiaoqiao watched the taxi leave with the medicine in her hand. Suddenly, she felt a cold gaze and her body quivered. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the black Lamborghini parked nearby. She quickly turned around and walked back to the clubhouse.

Xiao Menghan's hand held onto the steering wheel, her knuckles white. As she looked at the direction of the taxi, she couldn't help but marvel at the fact that Mo Xiaoran didn't even take any medicine. She really didn't want to have anything to do with them.

In this world, how many women wished to have even the tiniest bit of relationship with Xiao Menghan? How many people wanted to climb onto his bed, yet Mo Xiaoran avoided them like they were plague?

The phone's ringtone sounded, but Xiao Menghan pressed the speaker down without even looking, causing Liao Mingyun's crying voice to sound in the carriage.

"Meng Han, you can't treat me like this, I just love you too much, I was wrong, I shouldn't have acted rashly, I beg you, you can't take away everything I have, Xiao Menghan, can you really not see my love for you?"

He glared out of the window at a certain point. His tone was ice-cold. "I warned you."

"How can a woman like that be compatible with you?" Liao Mingyun had always thought that she was the only one who could stand by Xiao Menghan's side. Thinking of Mo Xiaoran's ugly duckling background, Liao Mingyun couldn't help but despise her, "She is together with you for money, Meng Han, can you really not see my sincerity?"

I only saw your vicious heart. Xiao Menghan did not say those words, he was silent, and suddenly the image of Mo Xiaoran's four limbs being tied up became clear in his mind, his heart raging with rage, if he had been even a bit late, would he have been left with a corpse?