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Chapter 38 Shen Anran, flowers for you

Zhao Nan: "..."

Shen Anran also stopped drinking water. She looked at Zhao Nan helplessly, "He is cowardly. He can't do this again."

Zhao Nan felt aggrieved, "I don't know what to do. Every time I want to go somewhere, I can just float there. It's because my body is too light~~"

Shen Anran: "This is not a body, at most it is an opaque soul."

When Jiang Mo woke up, he saw Shen Anran sitting at the dining table quietly eating his breakfast as if nothing had happened.

Jiang Mo slowly stood up and found that he was covered with a blanket.

"..."

Who is so kind?

Those who didn't know better thought he fell asleep on the sofa.

Poor guy was so scared that no one called an ambulance.

Thinking of this, he wailed, "Shen Anran, Master, I'm so good to you, why don't you even try to save me?"

Shen Anran looked calm: "I checked, you're fine."

"..."

Therefore, Jiang Mo could only say to the other two ghosts forcefully: "You two, stay away from me from now on. Don't come near me without my permission! Do you hear me!"

Zhou Enyu is a tough guy: "I only listen to Shen Anran."

Zhou Nan didn't speak, as if he didn't hear anything.

Jiang Mo: "..." For the first time, he felt frustration from the two ghosts.

Jiang Mo raised his hand and pointed at one of the ghosts, "Are you Zhao Nan? We met last time."

Zhao Nan nodded.

"It's me, young master, who helped you find the murderer. Don't you express your gratitude to me?"

Zhao Nan wanted to step forward, but because of Shen Anran's instructions, she restrained herself. She stood there and said excitedly: "Did you send Zhou Yinghuai to prison?"

"Well..." Jiang Mo shrugged, "Zhou Yinghuai is not a soft persimmon. The police station can only lock him up for three days at most. I can also predict the final result. He will blame all the crimes on that person. On the bodyguard."

"But it will clear your name."

After all, everyone who knew about this case thought that Zhao Nan was a murderer who would do anything for money.

Zhao Nan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but she still twitched her lips and said, "It's already very good. No one will misunderstand me."

She bowed to Jiang Mo and said sincerely: "Thank you. You are really different from those rich people. At that time, you were the first person to put clothes on me."

These words touched Jiang Mo's heart. He flipped his hair on his forehead and said with a proud smile, "That's natural, otherwise why would I be able to charm thousands of women?!"

Shen Anran added silently: "But Shen Chuyin still rejected you."

Jiang Mo: "Do you have to say such disappointing things so early in the morning?"

Shen Anran: "If you don't like to hear it, I'll just tell you."

"But," Jiang Mo walked over, leaned against the wall, looked at Shen Anran eating breakfast, and asked curiously, "how do you know that Shen Chuyin won't go?"

"It's calculated."

Jiang Mo lay on the table again, looking at Shen Anran with round eyes like a puppy, "Teach me."

Shen Anran looked at him carefully and said, "You can't."

"What's wrong with me?"

"You have no talent, and besides, this is not your ambition."

Jiang Mo rubbed his chin and thought for a while, "Then if I want to know something, can I go to you directly?"

Shen Anran: "Okay."

"That……"

"Give me the money first."

Jiang Mo said nonchalantly: "Tell me how much you want."

"Once in a million."

Jiang Mo: "..." 　　　 Sometimes, the silence is deafening.

Shen Anran had a slight smile on his face, "You said you need to get my reputation out."

Jiang Mo: "But I'm not teaching you to cheat your friends!"

"I didn't trick you." Shen Anran explained, "If you want to tell your fortune multiple times, the price you pay will be higher than just once."

Jiang Mo raised his eyebrows, "I'm just talking. Besides, it would be a bit boring to know everything about the future."

Shen Anran was puzzled: "Why?"

Jiang Mo smiled, "There is no sense of surprise anymore. Is there any point in it?"

"maybe."

Not long after breakfast, Wen Ying came over.

Shen Anran arranged the acupuncture time for ten o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Mo was about to leave, but when he saw a delicate and sickly beauty coming to his door, he walked up to strike up a conversation out of habit.

"Hello, are you also Shen Anran's friend? You are so beautiful."

Wen Ying greeted him with a smile, "Thank you for your compliment. An An is my classmate in college and is now my doctor."

"She also knows medical skills?" Jiang Mo was a little surprised. He turned to look at Shen Anran who had reached the second floor, "Who taught her these?"

Wen Ying shook her head, "She didn't tell me either. But she knows Chinese medicine, and it seems like she has been learning it since she was a child."

Jiang Mo slowly darkened his face. He checked Shen Anran's background and found that she had never learned anything useful since she was a child. She had been squandering money and wasting her time for twenty years.

The Shen family has never hired any teacher to teach her knowledge.

It cannot be said that a person knows everything when he wakes up!

"Is it possible that the Shen family is teaching in secret?"

But it's not necessary.

Wen Ying also said: "I also think this is a possibility. I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to get acupuncture."

Jiang Mo looked at Wen Ying's weak look and suppressed what he wanted to ask. He only said politely: "I wish you a speedy recovery."

"Thank you." With that said, Wen Ying went up to the second floor.

Zhou Enyu came close to Jiang Mo and said softly: "It can't be cured. Wen Ying has advanced gastric cancer."

Jiang Mo was slightly startled. He looked up at Wen Ying's back.

He did not feel the fear of facing death in Wen Ying, but a very warm feeling, like the sun.

Too rare.

Jiang Mo suddenly wanted to chase Wen Ying.

He has not tried the fragile but strong sick beauty yet.

After thinking about it, Jiang Mo called his assistant and asked him to buy a large bouquet of lilies.

Jiang Mo was playing with the very fresh tweed. Over there, Wen Ying and Shen Anran were talking and laughing while going downstairs.

Hearing the noise, Jiang Mo quickly arranged his hair, held the flower behind his back in one hand, and then walked over slowly.

"Dear Miss Wen, can we have dinner with you at noon?"

With that said, Jiang Mo took out the flowers behind his back.

"what?"

Wen Ying stopped where he was and looked at Jiang Mo with blinking eyes.

At this moment, the door opened with a few beeps.

Song Jingnian, who was still smiling, suddenly became gloomy when he saw this scene.

He strode over, raised his hand, hugged Wen Ying directly into his arms, raised his chin, and declared his sovereignty, "She is mine!"

The smile on Jiang Mo's face did not diminish, but he silently changed the angle of his feet. The flower in his hand instantly turned towards Shen Anran next to Wen Ying.

He said calmly: "Shen Anran, flowers for you."
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(End of this chapter)