The milk group of the five big guys spit milk

Time passed slowly, and the sea level opened a little fold.

Jiang Mianmian covered her small mouth and yawned, then quickly finished her breakfast and ran to the living room with her mobile phone.

In the living room, a man was being brought in by Uncle Lin.

"Miss Mianmian, who do you think is here?"

Uncle Lin called out with a smile.

Jiang Mianmian covered her phone, raised her head in surprise, her sparkling eyes lit up instantly: "Mr. Mo? You are back, Mr. Mo!"

She stood up excitedly, and ran to the man with a light face and full of artistic atmosphere.

Looking at the happy look of the little girl, Modu couldn't help showing a strong smile in his eyes that were originally covered with mist.

"Mianmian is good!"

"Mr. Mo, did you come to see brother for something?"

Jiang Mianmian took him to the sofa and sat down, poured tea and handed it to his hand.

Mo Du smiled and shook his head, and said: "Mr. Jiang sent me to study before, that's enough. Now I come back to fulfill my promise and teach you how to draw!"

Jiang Mianmian: "..."

The flowers are pale!

No, Mr. Mo, we can still be good friends without talking about painting.

But it's a pity that Modu didn't notice the little girl's refusal at all, and he was still smiling softly in his eyes.

"I heard Mr. Jiang say that you like Chinese style ink paintings. Although I don't have much research on it, if you're just getting started, I can barely teach you!"

Jiang Mianmian: "Mr. Mo, I don't think I can!"

"Huh?" Modu stopped talking unexpectedly.

Jiang Mianmian held her little hand, hesitated, blinked her big eyes, pursed her lips, and said, "Mr. Mo, I don't have the talent to draw, maybe I can't help it..."

"Mr. Mo is back!"

On the second floor, Jiang Suihan's gentle voice interrupted Jiang Mianmian's voice.

Jiang Mianmian and Modu looked up subconsciously.

"Boss Jiang!" Mo Du nodded.

Jiang Suihan glanced at the little girl's tangled face, and there was a faint smile from the bottom of his eyes. He clenched his fist against his lips and coughed softly, his eyes flickering.

"Mr. Mo, I want to discuss something with you. Can I trouble you to go to the study with me?"

Hearing this, Modu naturally did not refuse.

At the beginning, when he was desperate and wanted to lose both, it was the Jiang family who saved him, restored his reputation, and regained his work and status.

Now not only he has become an honorary professor of Haishi Art School, even his wife has been rescued.

He never thought he could be so happy.

And everything was Jiang Mianmian, brought to her by the Jiang family.

Jiang Mianmian waved her hand, seeing Teacher Mo entered the study with her eldest brother, she immediately jumped off the sofa and turned to look at Uncle Lin.

"Uncle Lin, I want to see brother Yue in the hospital, hurry up and ask Uncle Li to help me prepare the car!"

"I want to leave now, immediately, immediately!"

"That's right, Uncle Lin, please apologize to Teacher Mo and me!"

Her legs were running fast.

Uncle Lin, who was watching, shook his head and couldn't help laughing.

He chased after her and asked, "Miss Mianmian, be careful?"

When he saw Jiang Mianmian sitting in the car, he waved at him with a relaxed face, and there was still a deep smile in his eyes, and when he left, he turned around and sent a message to the young master.

Don't think he doesn't know, the young master was just here to provide Miss Mian Mian with a chance.

The entire Jiang family knew that Ms. Mianmian really didn't have much knowledge in art.

At this moment, Jiang Suihan tactfully raised this question to Modu, and then suggested that he teach Mianmian to learn how to appreciate famous paintings. As for painting, there is no need to force him.

Hearing this, Mo Du felt a little regretful.

But since the savior doesn't want to learn, he naturally won't force it.

On the other hand, Jiang Mianmian went directly to the Central Hospital. In the VIP ward, Yue Qingran was lying quietly on the hospital bed. Only the slight heaving of his chest could let people see that he was still breathing at this moment.

Jiang Mianmian was lying in front of the hospital bed, looking at Yue Qingran with sad eyes.

"Brother Yue, Yuanyuan has been unhappy ever since you fainted! So wake up quickly!"

She held her mouth and muttered to herself.

But the people on the hospital bed did not move.

Jiang Mianmian looked at it for a while, and could only sigh helplessly.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door outside the ward.

Jiang Mianmian froze for a moment, then raised her voice, "Come in!"

Since the bodyguard at the door did not issue a warning, there is no problem.

Sure enough, two seconds later, the door opened, revealing half of the doctor's familiar face, and the remaining half was hidden in the mask.

"Uncle Doctor!"

"Miss Mianmian is here, I'm here to change Mr. Yue's medicine!"

The doctor smiled, and walked in from the door pushing a small cart. He first changed Yue Qingran for a bottle of glucose, and then he started to treat the wound on the back of his head. His movements were quick and neat.

It took only 3 minutes for everything to be processed.

He didn't stay long either, he smiled at Jiang Mianmian, told her to call for someone when Yue Qingran's glucose was infused, and then turned around and left neatly.

Leaving Jiang Mianmian propping his chin, sitting on the sofa drowsy.

After a while, she remembered that she was going to call Yuanyuan early in the morning.

She touched the phone, but before she could make a call, there was a sound of glass breaking in the originally quiet room, followed by a sound of breaking the air.

"Crash!"

The bodyguard outside the door rushed in instantly.

"what happened?"

Jiang Mianmian stared at the shattered glass, bent down and pointed the sharp arrow past her ear, and said expressionlessly, "It's okay, someone sent me a letter!"

Ye Luo carefully inspected the window, looked at the swaying toon tree branches not far away, raised his jaw slightly, and said, "Where do you go to check, it's best to find a surveillance camera!"

The bodyguard left in response.

Ye Luo stood next to Jiang Mianmian again, and said, "Miss Mianmian, let me check this arrow first!"

Jiang Mianmian obediently handed over the arrow in his hand, then stroked his hair, and it broke, a piece of it was broken by his ear.

Jiang Mianmian was very angry, and the consequences were serious.

"Miss Mianmian, the note on the arrow says: If you want Mr. Yue to wake up, Feng Chenyuan must make a deal with him. As for the content of the transaction, Feng Chenyuan knows!"

"Let me see!" Jiang Mianmian took the note in her hand.

On the note, the domineering handwriting did not know how to hold back its edge.

Like the owner behind it, with a strong teasing idea, it seems that the vassal Yuan will definitely make a deal with him.

How annoying!
"Miss Mianmian, do you need to tell Master Yuanyuan about this?" Ye Luo lowered his eyes and asked in a cold voice.

Jiang Mianmian paused, and said, "Say!"

Because she knew that Yuanyuan's heart was full of anger, and she was only waiting to catch the person behind the scenes to vent her anger, so she had to tell Yuanyuan.

And Yuanyuan is accompanied by hummingbirds, so nothing will happen to her!
"I'll call Yuanyuan right now. You have someone track down the person who sent me the letter. You must catch him. The big villain almost stabbed me in the neck. I will definitely not let him go!"

Jiang Mianmian said viciously.