The real daughter calculates with her fingers, she will become rich after the divorce

Xie Yanci clicked on the photo Ji Chi sent over.

In the photo, only Meng Xingluan's beautiful and pale profile was captured. Next to the woman, there were two tall men standing on each side.

One of them was only wearing a navy blue sweater, and the coat... was on Meng Xingluan's shoulders.

The man's face suddenly darkened.

Xie Zhiyuan and Mrs. Xie were keenly aware of this.

They looked at each other and saw a look of confusion in each other's eyes.

The man lowered his head and typed.

[In which hospital? 】

[Ji Chi: It's at the People's Hospital. I'll come over to get some medicine... Oh, by the way, brother, I asked the bodyguards to tie up those people and lock them up in a small dark room. Let's see when you get there. 】

Xie Yanci looked gloomy and did not answer again, but turned off the phone screen.

Xie Zhiyuan immediately asked: "What's wrong? What happened?"

Mrs. Xie also looked at him.

The man's expression became cold again. He picked up the coat next to him and put it on his arm, and stood up.

"Sorry grandma, I suddenly have something to deal with. Cousin, grandma will trouble you."

After saying that, he strode away.

Looking at the empty place, Xie Zhiyuan probably guessed something.

The only one who could make her cousin have such great emotional ups and downs was Meng Xingluan.

The desire to gossip suddenly emerged.

Mrs. Xie's eyes widened and she was a little displeased, "This is simply outrageous!"

Xie Zhiyuan comforted the old lady: "Grandma, please understand. It took a lot of effort to catch up with Master Meng. Master Meng is so good. There must be many attentive people around him. I guess my cousin is angry because of this. After all, he is quite petty. .”

After some persuasion from Xie Zhiyuan, Mrs. Xie stopped being angry.

I even understood the thank you speech.

You can't blame her for wearing a filter when looking at people. She is really like her little grandson. Except for his family background, he is not very popular with girls in any other way.

He has a withdrawn and cold personality, and he doesn't know how to speak sweet words. How can he compete with the men outside?

Mrs. Xie fell silent and frowned, thinking.

Before Xie Zhiyuan's next sentence, he said: "Zhiyuan, you are older than Yanci, and you must know much more about things like love. Please go back and talk to your brother carefully about how to please girls, so Meng Yatou is lard." I fell in love with him..."

Listening to Mrs. Xie's words, Xie Zhiyuan's eyes widened in shock, followed by an expression of disbelief.

She knew that the old lady had accepted Meng Xingluan.

But to this extent... it's still scary.

Although what she said was correct, it was still very unreasonable to say these words from the mouth of a stubborn and serious old lady.

The woman regrouped her emotions and responded.

"it is good."

……

*

Haicheng, People's Hospital.

Song Nanzhu was responsible for registering and running errands, while Bo Zili sat on the bench with Meng Xingluan and waited.

Their good looks attracted a lot of attention.

Whispers drifted into my ears.

"Why does that woman look familiar to me, but I can't remember her."

"The beauty of the gods in the comics is reflected in reality. It shouldn't be illegal to take secret photos, right?"

"Shh, I won't tell you if you don't tell me. Remember to send me a copy after you take the picture, hehehe."

"I realize you are really stupid. That's Master Meng!"

"Huh??! It can't be possible. The man accompanying her is the legendary boyfriend?"

"Ah ah ah, he is really handsome!"

……

Bo Zili's expression remained as usual.

He leaned closer to Meng Xingluan and said in a low voice: "Senior sister, do you need me to buy a mask? Your popularity is higher than I thought."

She even misunderstood him as her senior sister's boyfriend.

This misunderstanding is too outrageous.

Meng Xingluan lowered his eyes and said with a depressed expression, "No need."

People were coming and going in the hospital. They waited until Song Nanzhu came back after registering his number before they got up and entered the elevator.

"Senior Sister, do you need me to go to the hospital again? I will ask Third Senior Brother to come to Haicheng now... With Third Senior Brother here, Senior Sister, you will definitely not have scars on your body."

Song Nanzhu had obviously cried.

The ends of his eyes were red, and his eyes were full of distress for Meng Xingluan.

Meng Xingluan leaned on the railing on the left with his elbow, expressionless, and shook his head.

"No, it's just a minor injury. There's no need to mobilize so much troops."

She has suffered more serious injuries, so she is not so delicate.

People often only see her powerful and omnipotent side, but they don't know how much hardship it took to climb to such a height.

Talent accounts for half, and the rest is your own hard work.

With a 'ding' sound, the elevator door opened. Song Nanzhu walked in front and led the way. Soon Meng Xingluan entered the treatment room by himself.

The small fragments embedded in the skin required the use of more sophisticated instruments, and half an hour had passed since these were processed.

"Fortunately, it's not deep, Miss Meng. Be careful next time and make sure the wound doesn't get wet. If you want to take a bath, it's best to have someone beside you to help..."

The doctor patiently said the precautions.

Meng Xingluan nodded while zipping up his clothes.

"it is good."

Two minutes later.

The doctor sent Meng Xingluan to the door of the treatment room, "Miss Meng, goodbye."

Outside the treatment room, not only Song Nanzhu and Bo Zili were waiting, but there was also a person who shouldn't have appeared.

Meng Xingluan was stunned.

"Thank you for the banquet...why are you here?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she glanced at her two junior brothers. They both shook their heads, indicating that she was not the one who said it.

Then Xie Yanci could only find this place by himself.

The man looked intently at Meng Xingluan, who was wearing a thin coat, and the emotions in his eyes changed again and again.

The cold look on his face gave Meng Xingluan the illusion that he had been caught.

As soon as this idea came out, Meng Xingluan felt that he was so ridiculous.

Xie Yanci walked to Meng Xingluan silently and said calmly: "Luan Luan, let's go, I will take you home."

Meng Xingluan didn't refuse either.

Song Nanzhu, who was standing nearby, was pulled by Bo Zili, otherwise he would have had to jump up and down in front of the thank you banquet.

The boy glared at the man.

In the past, Xie Yanci might have thought that this person named Song Nanzhu was an eyesore, but the day he ate meat was entirely because the young man saw him halfway.

So everything looks better today.

Xie Yanci glanced at the two of them lightly, holding Meng Xingluan's hand and passing by them.

Leave a message.

"I'll take you senior sister back to rest first. You go back as soon as possible."

Song Nanzhu felt horrified.

Because he was so shocked, he even forgot about Yin Yang Wei's thank you speech.

When Meng Xingluan and Xie Yanci disappeared from this floor, the young man suddenly came back to his senses.

"Second Senior Brother, that was really a thank you speech just now, right?"

Bo Zili nodded and released his grip on the young man's arm.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"I wonder if he was taken away by a ghost. According to his past personality, it is absolutely impossible for him to say that to us. Go back early? Senior brother, please touch my arm quickly. Goosebumps are rising."

After saying that, Song Nanzhu shuddered.

Bo Zili: "..."

Bo Zili did not answer the boy's words, but naturally changed the subject.

"Let's go back first. I'll accompany you to adjust the surveillance on Intersection. If we find someone early, senior sister might even praise you."

"Second Senior Brother, you are right!"

Song Nanzhu left with Bo Zili. Before he left the hospital, the message that popped up on his phone made the young man scream.

"what happened?"

Song Nanzhu handed the text message he received to Bo Zili to read.

"Thank you for transferring 10 million yuan to me? What do you mean? Didn't he transfer the money by mistake? If he was right, why did he transfer the money to me?"

Song Nanzhu was confused.

……

At the same time, the two people who walked out of the hospital and got into the car remained silent.

Meng Xingluan was keenly aware of the man's strange mood.

She was thinking about how to break this weird atmosphere.

Suddenly, the man next to him suddenly turned sideways, and Qingjun's eyebrows showed an expression that Meng Xingluan had never seen before.

He said in a low voice: "Take it off."