Chapter 777

Chapter 777

He Chen's words deeply stimulated Yin Mo.

Her eyes froze, not knowing how to react.

Because what He Chen said was not wrong.

But her advantage is also her greatest disadvantage and sorrow.

If you can live in style, who would like to hide in the shadows that can't see the sun?

can she

Her parents' stupid loyalty to Charman and Xiao Yehui's control and suppression of her over the years, in order to survive among wolves, tigers and leopards, who can see her difficulties?

Everyone said that Yin Mo was incompetent and stupid. Without experiencing her life, she seemed to be cowardly.

Yin Momu has a charming and enchanting face, his eyes are empty and dark, like a delicate flower on the verge of withering.

With a smile on He Chen's lips, his fingertips meticulously traced Yin Mo's eyebrows and eyes, and the smile on his handsome cheeks deepened, "You have such a heartless expression, do you want me to give you a knife to end the rest of your life?"

Yin Mo lowered his slender and curly eyelashes, waved away He Chen's dishonest hand, picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

She turned around and wanted to leave, but He Chen didn't stop her, instead he said sarcastic words behind her, "So irresponsible?"

Yin Mo walked slowly, turned his back to him, and said in a flat voice, "Would it be possible for me to be completely liberated if I die?"

The room was quiet for a few seconds.

He Chen was idly leaning against the bar, sniffing the fragrant foreign wine in his glass, and said in a frivolous and heart-warming tone, "Then you remember to record a video, and I'll send it to the seven frontier sons to watch together."

Yin Mo's breath stopped, and he turned around stiffly, wishing to give him a shot.

After He Chen drank the wine in his glass, he tapped his toes rhythmically on the ground, "Come here if you don't leave. For the sake of my younger siblings, I can teach you how to turn defeat into victory."

"You..." Yin Mo curled up her fingertips, "Teach me?"

He Chen's face darkened slightly, and he looked at her quietly, "Why, I'm not worthy to teach you?"

Yin Mo concentrating, almost blurted out the word 'unworthy', but she swallowed it back.

Although He Chen was wild, he was definitely not as simple as he appeared.

Yin Mo is caught in a tangle. In her life, she seems to be always making a dilemma.

However, He Chen didn't give her too much time to hesitate, he stepped forward and pulled her arm into his arms.

He refilled half a glass of wine and stuffed it into Yin Mo's hands, then squeezed her face, "Honey, if you want to gain others' trust, you have to show your approval, no matter right or wrong, you have to agree with everything about him. Think about it carefully, you can't understand Xiao Yehui while doing things for him, you are a typical example of being both good and good."

Yin Mo was speechless, and his words were not harsh.

Although she had some complaints about He Chen, she had to admit that what he said made sense.

Just like that, after three glasses of wine, Yin Mo's cheeks were slightly drunk, and he started a long conversation with He Chen for the first time with the strength of the wine.

...

The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, the mist first opened.

Li Qiao swayed into the restaurant with her half-dry long hair, and the table was already full of sumptuous breakfast.

She didn't see Shang Yu, and the bedside was empty when she woke up.

Li Qiao crossed her legs and sat down, scratched her wet hair, and when she looked up, she saw Su Moshi, Xia Siyu, and Yun Li walking in side by side.

Xia Siyu's eyes were red and swollen, with dark circles under her eyelids, and she looked depressed.

Li Qiao took a sip of the milk and pursed her lips, feeling that the taste was not right.

It looks like brewed milk powder...

Li Qiao's eyes wandered around, and soon saw a can of milk powder for pregnant women on the glazed platform.

She casually took the milk cup next to her and sniffed it. Before she could come to a conclusion, Yun Li was already talking in a hoarse voice, "Fourth Su, what's your taste in Mies Town? You don't drink milk or powdered milk for breakfast?"

Li Qiao: "..."

When Xia Siyu heard this, she took a cup and tasted it, "It's delicious."

Su Mo looked at Li Qiao silently, with a helpless wry smile in his eyes.

As expected of Lord Nanyang Yan, he prepared milk powder for pregnant women for Li Qiao so quickly, and even the group of people who came to eat had to drink it with him.

Li Qiao wiped her face, got up and walked to the glass table, and silently put the can of milk powder into the closet.

Turning around, I saw Shang Yu's tall and slender figure walking slowly from outside the hall.

The two sat down one after another, and a harmonious and strange atmosphere spread in the restaurant.

Xia Siyu lowered her head and ate her breakfast bag, but she kept paying attention to Yun Li's actions from the corner of her eye.

Since this morning, his voice has become very hoarse, and his coughing is more frequent than before.

until--

The others all stopped eating and looked at Yun Li, Xia Siyu tilted her head in front of him, her heart skipped a beat.

Yun Li had a nosebleed.

The first one to notice was Li Qiao who was on the opposite side.

Without saying a word, she pushed the chair away and walked out, followed by Su Moshi.

Shang Yu put down the tableware, and looked at Yun Li who was bleeding from the nose with deep eyes, the haze in his eyes was full.

He pursed his thin lips, looked sideways at Liu Yun and the others behind him, and ordered in a cold voice, "Contact the medicine hall."

Liu Yun nodded in response, and when he walked out of the restaurant, he looked at Yun Li worriedly.

Not long after, Li Qiao and Su Moshi turned back one after the other, and Su Moshi was still holding a medicine box in his hand.

After being reminded by Xia Siyu, Yun Li slightly leaned his head on the back of the chair, holding a towel in his hand to block his breath, heard the sound of footsteps, and squinted his eyes, "It's just a nosebleed, how about taking the medicine box?"

He also had occasional nosebleeds at the manor before.

Yun Li attributed this phenomenon to unacceptable water and soil and dry air.

However, the late autumn of the British Emperor is really a cold and humid season.

No one spoke in the restaurant. Su Moshi put the medicine box on the table, took out an injection from it, and under Yun Li's bewildered expression, rolled up his sleeves and injected intramuscularly.

Yun Li didn't even react, his thin lips turned completely white after seeing the injection finished.

Xia Siyu looked at him anxiously, and because the towel blocked his breath, she couldn't see whether the nosebleed had stopped, so she hurriedly asked in a low voice, "Brother Li, how do you feel?"

Su Moshi put the used injection in a small surgical garbage bag, looked at Yun Li intently, and frowned sharply, "Brother Li?"

What he injected into Yun Li just now was the antidote naloxone.

It should have been able to reduce the influence of the cannabinoids in his body, but at this moment, Yun Li's face was pale, and his eyes were closed, looking very painful.

Could it be that... naloxone doesn't work anymore?

A depressive depression spread in everyone's heart.

Only Li Qiao, holding the corner of the table with one hand, remembered something helplessly, "He fainted..."

Xia Siyu and Su Moshi: "..."

Shang Yu also raised his eyebrows, and a thin smile could not help but appear in his cold eyes.

Li Qiao met the eyes of several people, and pulled her lips, "Next time for the injection...don't let him see the needle."

As long as he's out of sight, he's fine.

Li Qiao discovered Yun Li's problem when he first met him eight years ago.

She really didn't expect that the boss of the dignified mercenary group, who was not afraid of anything, just fainted from needles.

It's okay for others to get an injection, but when the needle enters his own body, he immediately faints.

Dizziness is Yun Li's only weakness.