Leng Shaoba's favorite wife

Chapter 52

When I came to Half Moon Bay, there was no one there, and the man was not there.Mo Wan didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, so she left immediately and rushed to the Leng's villa.

The villa built on the hillside, surrounded by mountains and rivers, has an extraordinary style.

Looking at the two closed iron doors, Mo Wan gritted her teeth and couldn't help but think of the situation two years ago.At that time, she was forced to come here to find him, but now she has to come again.

Reaching out to grab the door, she struggled to climb up.When she climbed to the highest point, she was anxious and jumped directly from the top.

The knees of both legs hit the ground, and there was a piercing pain immediately. Fortunately, it was midsummer and the grass was thick, so no muscles and bones were injured.

Sprained her ankle, Mo Wan didn't care about these things, and rushed directly into the villa.

Outside the gate of the villa, two burly bodyguards stood, and when they saw her coming, they blocked her directly.

"Let me in!" Mo Wan made a gesture to rush in, but was easily restrained outside: "I want to see him, you guys let me in."

The bodyguards in black suits had dark faces and no expression at all.

The scorching sun in midsummer was like fire, and Mo Wan stood under the scorching sun, sweating profusely.She remembered that her younger brother was also in such an environment, and she was about to go crazy: "Leng Zhuo, you let my brother go, let him go!"

She couldn't get in, so she could only shout at the top of her throat. The hot weather made people uncomfortable. She didn't shout a few times before her voice became hoarse and painful.

On the balcony on the second floor, the man was looking at her leisurely with red wine in his hand, his eyes were calm.

After a long stalemate, Mo Wan looked up at the man standing upstairs, her voice trembling, "You have the ability to come at me, don't hurt my brother!"

Facing her provocation, the man just hooked his lips and smiled slightly, without any intention of getting angry.He looked down at her condescendingly, without saying a word.

Looking into his indifferent eyes, Mo Wan suddenly remembered that time on the rooftop, he had the same eyes, watching that life die abruptly.There was a chill all over her body, she shed tears in fear, and choked with sobs: "My brother is sick, he will really die!"

Leng Zhuo had no expression on his face, that handsome face flashed away, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Mo Wan was startled. Seeing him leave, the fear in her heart grew bigger and bigger. She tried her last bit of strength, but she still couldn't rush in.

Her legs fell to the ground limply, and her dark eyes were full of despair. She seemed to hear her brother's cry, and that sound hit her heart, making her shudder.

As the sun set, large swaths of dark clouds struck, the strong wind whipped up lightning, and pea-sized raindrops poured down, densely forming a large curtain of water.

Mo Wan sat down on the grass, letting the rain drench her.The rainwater flowed down her thin chin and into the collar, and the thin clothes were soaked, tightly covering her petite body.

It wasn't until the sky turned white that the torrential rain gradually stopped. Mo Wan sat there all night without moving, the wet clothes on her body were dried by the night wind, and her black hair was twisted into strands, sticking to her profile.

A pair of shiny leather shoes suddenly appeared in her eyes, and Mo Wan's dull eyes turned around. She looked up, her eyes were stimulated by the glare above her head, and she instinctively squinted her eyes.

Stretching out her hand to grab his trousers, she hoarsely begged, "Please, let my brother go!"

Leng Yan squatted down, looking at her with restrained eyes, the deep eyes were secretive, making it impossible for people to pry.

"I have nothing left, give me back my brother..." Hot tears flowed from the bottom of her dark eyes, Mo Wan bit her lips tightly, and roared like a small animal: "What else do you want?"

Leng Zhuo raised her face, his black pupils were deep and bottomless, his cold lips were slightly drawn, and he said cruel words: "Be my woman...become Mrs. Leng."

Mo Wan held her breath, only to see all the sunlight above her head dissipate, and her world collapsed in an instant.

The weather in July is humid and dull, the sun is like a fire in summer, and the wind that blows is full of heat.

Half Moon Bay, the top residential area.

This is a split-level apartment of more than 100 square meters. The base color of black and white is matched with the color of champagne gold. The whole apartment feels elegant and luxurious.

The sun was setting, and the crimson glow of the evening glow filled the sky.

On the big bed in the bedroom, lay a petite figure. The woman's black hair was spread smoothly beside the white pillow. Her palm-sized face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

Even though she fell into a coma, she still frowned tightly, and her hands beside her were clenched tightly together, refusing to let go.On the back of the white hand, there are light blue blood vessels, protruding because of her tight grip at this moment.

Yan Hao walked into the bedroom with the medicine box, and glanced over with his long and narrow peach eyes. When he saw the person lying on the bed, his beautiful sword eyebrows frowned instantly. The corners of his eyes were frivolous, and he sneered in a low voice.

This pervert, she is still a little girl, and she was tossed like this?
Lifting up her sleeves, Yan Hao bent down, stretched out his hand to pat the back of his hand, inserted the needle, adjusted the drip rate, and walked to the living room with the medicine box.

"Why are you so hungry and thirsty?" Yan Hao glanced at the man sitting on the sofa, and said in a deep voice, "You actually made him have a high fever!"

Leng Zhuo crossed his legs, and stretched his arms casually on the back of the sofa. He threw it over with a stern look, and said in a cold tone, "Where are your eyes looking?"

For his gloom, Yan Hao didn't buy it at all. He got up and walked over, squinting at him, "You still need to watch? If you take medicine and get wet in the rain, you will be lucky if you survive!"

The thin lips suddenly tightened into a straight line, Leng Zhuo raised his head and glanced at the person lying in the room, but did not speak.

"Young master, can we not play such a perverted game?" Yan Hao sat down with a bend and turned to stare at his face.

Leng Zhuo raised his eyebrows and stared at him, suddenly thought of something, and asked him: "What kind of broken medicine is that, it doesn't work at all?" Thinking of the situation after giving her the medicine the night before, he felt a sense of irritability in his heart. The appearance of resisting to the death prevented him from enjoying himself to the fullest, and after a tossing, it almost made him feel uncomfortable to death!
"Broken medicine?" Yan Hao's eyes turned cold when he heard these two words, "Is that why you are useless?"

(End of this chapter)