Five Years Later, Lovely Baby Descends to Mogul Group

“Do we have to struggle with this problem?”

Andy Jian spit out a polluted air, looked at this familiar and unfamiliar place, and suddenly an idea came out.

Maybe it’s not them, it’s this house, it’s the Qin family. Anyone who walks in here is doomed to be unhappy.

She held her forehead, put her fingers in her hair, and quickly put her hand down again.

“Don’t discuss this issue any more, and don’t say such things again. Mr. Old Yu will come right away.” Andy Jian changed the subject.

“You can’t wait to get your memory back and put Bill Huo back in your head?” Qin Mo said in a hidden way.

Andy Jian helplessly breathed a sigh of relief. “Why do you have to blame everyone else for everything? I can’t recover. It has nothing to do with Bill Huo. It’s my own thought. I have to find my old memories before my life can be complete. ”

“With me, your life is incomplete?” Qin Mo has a sharp angle.

Maybe this is the hypochondriac problem of depressed patients, Andy Jian thought.

“I’ll take you back to your room.” Andy Jian opened the topic directly. “Mr. Old Yu will come later, and he will check your leg by the way. He has a great rejuvenation, and there must be a way to get you back on your feet.”

Hearing this, Qin Mo slammed the brake of the electric wheelchair, and her voice was reproachful. “Who told you to call him?”

Andy Jian was fiercely puzzled. “I’m doing it for your own good.”

“I don’t need it!” Qin Mo’s voice suddenly rose several degrees. “I don’t need anyone to think for me. I just want to be a basket case all my life. If you don’t want to take care of me, just go. No one will stop you!”

He cried frantically, “Somebody! Is everyone dead? Hurry up and take me upstairs! ”

The nurse who was close to me rushed over. “Coming, Mr. Qin, I’ll carry you up!”

Qin Mo gave Andy Jian a bitter look and pushed down the vase next to him.

The loud noise startled Andy Jian. She stared at him with incredible eyes. I can’t believe that he would become so grumpy.

Qin Mo, like a winner, stretched out his hand calmly, asked the nurse to carry herself, and went upstairs as if nothing had happened.

When Mr. Old Yu entered the door, what he saw was that the vase was broken and littered all over the place.

“What … what’s wrong with The fourth child Mommy?” Mr. Old Yu asked with concern.

“Nothing.” Andy Jian brushed it off and said tiredly, “However, Qin Mo doesn’t seem to have recovered. I’m afraid I can’t let you treat him today.”

Mr. Old Yu nodded his understanding. “His parents just died of illness, and now they have suffered such a big blow. It’s really hard to get over it. There’s no hurry. Let me show you some more days.”

“That will trouble Mr. Old Yu.”

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As the days went by in a dull life, a week later, Bill Huo moved into a new home, and Andy Jian was finally free to meet him.

First child and others were there. They hadn’t seen each other for some days. A few little guys were very clingy, and until they fell asleep, Andy Jian managed to sneak out.

Going downstairs, I saw Bill Huo still dealing with business. She went into the kitchen specially, heated a glass of milk, and carefully put it on his hand. “Go to bed early today.”

When Bill Huo saw the coffee, he immediately stopped his movements, grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.

Andy Jian reacted again, and he kissed her all over.

Afraid that children suddenly woke up and ran into them, Andy Jian pushed Bill Huo away with the last trace of reason.

Bill Huo’s eyes beat with intense lust, and she looked at her like a wolf who saw its prey and wanted to eat it at once.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

Andy Jian burned his face and bit his lower lip. “Don’t be here …”

As soon as the words were finished, Bill Huo stood up with her in his arms.

Andy Jian was surprised, and his face became even redder without JiaoChen’s voice.

Bill Huo lifted his feet and walked towards the stairs, walking quickly and steadily.

One foot was about to step on the steps, but Andy Jian’s phone rang untimely.

It’s Qin Mo.

To prevent him from taking things too hard at the moment, Andy Jian specially set a different ring tone from others.

Bill Huo didn’t know this, and he didn’t intend to take care of it. His feet had already been lifted, and he was about to land on the stairs, but Andy Jian stopped him.

“Wait a minute.” Andy Jian tugged at Bill Huo’s clothes. “I’m going to answer the phone. It will only take a moment.”

Bill Huo’s feet hanging in the air were withdrawn, and the flames in his eyes were instantly doused. “It’s him.”

He used a positive tone, almost certain of this possibility.

“Hmm.” Andy Jian nodded his head heavily, though he knew that it would spoil the fun.

“Even if it’s an escort, it doesn’t take 24 hours. If you’re on call, you can’t help but pick up?” Bill Huo looks indifferent.

Andy Jian’s expression is tangled. This kind of thing is not afraid of 10, 000 yuan, but just in case. Besides, Qin Mo has a precedent.

She didn’t want to refuse Bill Huo, but she couldn’t readily say yes.

After a stalemate, Bill Huo relented and let her go.

Andy Jian gave him a guilty look, then moved again, went back to the living room and took out his mobile phone.

“Hey, what’s the matter?” Andy Jian said into the phone.

“Aren’t you at home?” Qin Mo’s voice sounds like he just woke up. “I can’t sleep for a moment without you.”

“I see. I just came out for fun, and I’ll be right back.”

Andy Jian hangs up the phone and suddenly becomes silent.

Bill Huo has been waiting for her for a long time. She doesn’t know how to speak. Tell her she has to go back now.

But Bill Huo didn’t mean to embarrass her at all. He walked straight back, picked up the computer again and sat back on the sofa, staring at the screen as if nothing had happened. “It’s too late, let Assistant Jiang take you.”

“good.” Andy Jian ordered his head, silently picked up his bag and went out softly.

Closing the door, Andy Jian looked up at the overcast sky and breathed out a sigh of relief with his eyes closed.

She wondered uncontrollably, is this really fair to Bill Huo?

He does not fight for anything, is considerate of her everywhere, and never gives her any pressure. Even so, she can’t completely give herself to him.

Even Andy Jian himself thinks that Bill Huo is losing money. Does he really do? Does he mind at all?

Desperate, he returned to the Qin family and came to Qin Mo’s room. Andy Jian didn’t see anyone in bed.

She went further inside, and finally saw Qin Mo sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the bright moon outside in front of the French window.

Sensing her return, Qin Mo suddenly spoke, “Andy Jian, what’s the use of saying that the moon is so bright?”

“It’s useless and bright.” Andy Jian walked behind him. “Not everything needs a reason.”

“That’s true.” Qin Mo said with feeling, “As long as you feel right, you should do it, right?”

“I think so.” Andy Jian said, “It’s too late. Let me help you to bed.”

“No hurry.” Qin Mo pressed the brake button and turned to look at the bar next to him. “Have a drink with me. Let them open a bottle of good wine. They have been awake for a while. It’s just right to drink now.”