Chapter 90: Knock on the Door in the Middle of the Night
Lan Yanzhi gave up his life to accompany his brother, and the two drank more than ten bottles of wine together.
As a result, he was so drunk that he didn't even recognize his mother.
The person who drank more than him was still awake. Lan Yanzhi was lying on the sofa, watching him leave with drunken eyes.
I wanted to ask him where he was going, but he couldn't even say a word.
Mu Sihan called Wei Lin over, and Wei Lin helped him into the car.
Mu Sihan wouldn't go crazy when he drank too much, on the contrary, he was quite quiet, not as arrogant and arrogant as usual, when he was drunk, he took off that layer of coldness, but looked like a child who lacked love.
"Young Master Mu, shall we go back to the manor?"
Mu Sihan leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes closed slightly, his facial features were calm, whether he was drunk or sober, Wei Lin waited for a long time before he heard him give the name of a hospital.
When he arrived at the hospital, Mu Sihan didn't let Wei Lin help him, he staggered towards the inpatient department with his slender legs.
When he arrived at the door of the ward where the little ghost was, he didn't go in. Instead, he stood in front of the glass window and looked inside.
There was no sign of the woman inside, only the kid and an older woman.
Mu Sihan returned to the car.
He lit a cigar, smoked a few puffs, and asked Wei Lin to drive to Huadongyuan Community.
Go to the sixth floor and stand at the door of the apartment he visited once.
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Nan Zhi had a fever, even after taking the medicine, her head still hurts badly.
Afraid of infecting Xiaokai, she rested at the apartment at night.
After finally falling asleep, there was a sudden knock on the door.
She woke up from her sleep.
I thought it was the house next door, but after listening carefully, it was the apartment where she lived.
She looked at the time, it was almost morning.
Who knocked on her door so late?
Fu Shaoxiu?
Did he find out where she lived? Or did he discover something?
Nan Zhi frowned, she took out a wooden stick from under the bed, and dragged her heavy body to the door.
Through the cat's eyes, he glanced outside the door.
The corridor was pitch black, and the sensor lights were dimmed, so she couldn't see anything.
But she could feel that there was someone standing outside.
A very powerful person.
Nan Zhi seemed to be no stranger to that familiar feeling.
It's that violent megalomaniac!
It's so late, what is he doing at her apartment?
Just when Nan Zhi was full of doubts, the voice of the WeChat video suddenly rang.
Nan Zhi hastily hung up the video, muted the phone, and threw it on the shoe cabinet.
A few seconds later, there was another knock on the door.
Seeing the neighbor on the opposite side open the door, Nan Zhi yelled in dissatisfaction, "Do you have a sense of public morality? You're quarreling to death in the middle of the night!"
Nan Zhi thought of that man's bad temper, and was afraid that he would beat up the neighbor, but she didn't want to open the door with him.
She was so dizzy that she really didn't have the energy to deal with him.
In her heart, he is more difficult to deal with than ten Fu Shaoxiu.
"What are you shouting about, if you don't want to die, go back to sleep!" The neighbors cursed dissatisfiedly, and when the man yelled at him, he immediately closed the door.
Nan Zhi had never met someone who clearly did something wrong but was more righteous than anyone else.
Bang, bang, and a few more knocks on the door.
"Woman, I know you are inside, open the door, or I will kick it open."
Through the cat's eyes, Nan Zhi saw the man's pitch-black eyes were bloodshot, and his body was carrying a dark hostility. She was so frightened that her legs went limp.
A woman's sixth sense makes her feel that he is dangerous now.
"I counted to three. One, two—"
With a cold face, Nan Zhi pushed the door open, "Young Master Mu, what are you going crazy about?"
As soon as the words fell, she was directly pushed into the room by the man.
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