Lucky to Have You Till the End

in the afternoon.

Mo Chiwei went to the hospital after handling the company.

Seeing other patients living in the VIP ward, Ying Ting frowned slightly.

I saw Mo Chiwei's blushing little nurse running over last night, "Sir, did you come to see the lady yesterday? Her husband came to pick her up in the morning and was discharged together."

Husband?

The man who let her into the police station was almost taken by others without showing up?

Mo Chiwei glanced at the shy little nurse with an indifferent expression, as if he could not see the love and admiration in her eyes, his voice was cold and warm, "When did you leave?"

The little nurse did not dare to look at his dark pupils, lowered her long eyelashes and said softly, "I left early in the morning."

Mo Chiwei ignored the little nurse who wanted to see him but didn't dare to see, the outline was tight and even a little gloomy and left the hospital.

...

Tang Xinyan took a day's rest in Shanhuyuan Apartment.

I got up at night and ate a bowl of noodles. Halfway through the meal, the phone rang.

She picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID.

A local unfamiliar number.

Tang Xinyan thought that the crew was looking for her, but didn't think much about it, so she answered the phone.

"Hello, this is Tang Xinyan."

After she spoke for a while, there was still no one on the phone.

Tang Xinyan twisted her eyebrows in confusion, "Hello?"

"it's me."

Hearing the man's low, slightly hoarse, magnetic and **** voice, the chopsticks held in Tang Xinyan's other hand fell onto the table with a snap.

Even if the person on the other end of the phone did not report his name, Tang Xinyan could immediately hear his voice.

Once you meet some people, you can't forget it at a glance.

Wiping her lips with a tissue, she said nervously, "Mr. Mo, what can I do for you?"

Mo Chiwei was silent for a moment, his breathing sounded a lot heavy.

Tang Xinyan's mind unconsciously showed a picture of his handsome face with tight lines.

Just when she thought he would not speak, his low voice came slowly, "I'll get the shirt."

Tang Xinyan asked reflexively, "Where are you?" She had already taken the shirt to the dry cleaner, and was about to find an opportunity to give it to him.

"Downstairs." After he faintly said two words, he hung up the phone.

Tang Xinyan put down her phone and hurried to the balcony.

Putting her hands on the balcony railing, she looked down.

In front of the green belt, a black car that blended with the night really stopped.

Xin Changyuli's man leaned in front of the car, lowered his head slightly, and was lighting a cigarette. The surrounding lights became the background that dotted him.

Xu Ye was aware of her gaze, he suddenly raised his head and looked in her direction.

The distance is a bit far away, she can't see his expression clearly, but can feel his deep gaze.

The heart beats suddenly.

Turning around, she entered the apartment.

Take out the hand-made white shirt from the closet, put it in a delicate shopping bag, and go downstairs.

...

When Lieutenant Mo Chi smoked one-third of the cigarette between his fingers, a sweet voice rang in his ear, "Mr. Mo, your shirt."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the young girl in the cool night breeze wearing a knit sweater with a pretty smile on his face. His eyes were deep and quiet, and his thin lips were lightly open, "I am reconciled with your husband?"

Tang Xinyan stiffened and didn't quite understand the meaning of his words.

She handed the bag in her hand to him and repeated, "I have washed your shirt."