Chapter seven hundred and seventy-two Mao Mao's life experience (1)
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Qin Wanrou naturally knew why Wang Yong and Ouyang Feifei's actions. There were some things that were really difficult to speak, and she tried hard to defend: "Feifei, it's okay, he has just not been back for a long time, so I'll call him now."
"Wanrou, everyone is considered good sisters, don't hide it from me." Ouyang Feifei said straightforwardly: "If there is any problem with Maomao's father, you can just tell me. I have some friends in the United States, so I can
Help you teach him a lesson."
Qin Wanrou looked at Ouyang Feifei with surprise: "No, it's not what you want." She seemed to be protecting something subconsciously. She looked a little panicked, and she took out her phone from her bag and said, "I'll call him now."
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After a dial, the other party's phone call was successfully connected. Qin Wanrou said lightly: "Today's Maomao's birthday, my child misses you. Although you can't see her, you should always say something, right?"
"..." the other party answered immediately.
"Wait a minute, I'll give Maomao the phone." Qin Wanrou couldn't hide her slightly tired face, she shook her spirit and said, and walked straight to the living room.
Wang Yong in the living room was a little absent-minded and turned to Qi Manqing and said, "Manjing, I'll chat with you later. I'll go and see what's going on."
In fact, he also wanted to figure out which damn bastard was so irresponsible? He was so determined to Qin Wanrou and Maomao. If he saw him, he would make his face bloom.
But as soon as he arrived at the door, he heard the conversation between the two. Qin Wanrou had already come out and just hit her head in her arms. The phone in her hand was knocked down. Wang Yong quickly caught the phone that almost fell to the ground, and looked up at Qin Wanrou who was a little panicked.
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"Yes, it's Maomao's father's phone call." Qin Wan said timidly.
Seeing Qin Wanrou's panic, Wang Yong felt a heartache in his heart, and he clearly felt that Wanrou's current performance must have something to hide from herself, which has been proven from her flickering eyes.
But the phone was still on the phone, and Maomao was also on the side. It was inconvenient to say too much. He handed the phone to Qin Wanrou.
"Maomao, it's my father's phone call. He called to wish you a happy birthday." Qin Wanrou walked to Maomao and put the phone in her ear.
"Dad, I miss you. When will you come back to see Maomao?" Maomao said whisperingly.
The child's tender call once again made Qin Wanrou feel sad. She didn't pass by Maomao's sight and swallowed it back.
"..." The other party gave a simple cater to him.
"Dad, goodbye." Maomao, who was slightly disappointed, hung up the phone.
He walked up to Wang Yong, looked up at me with a look of expectation and said, "Godfather, remember to promise me what he promised me."
Wang Yong leaned over to hug the lost Maomao and looked at her watery big eyes, very clear and clear. Maybe he hadn't been moved like this for a long time, and the corners of his eyes became wet without competing. He said softly in a low voice: "Godfather will definitely help Maomao."
It was fulfilling my wish." He took the phone call from Maomao's hand and took a quick look.
Wang Yong was stunned.
The call record actually shows that the phone call I just talked about was actually from Huahai City. In my impression, Qin Wanrou mentioned Maomao's father. If it is right, it should be in foreign countries. Huahai City. Foreign countries, Maomao has never met Qin Wanrou's various performances and tensions.
My father, Maomao's original name Wang Xijun. Wang Yong's brain began to work quickly. These must have some connections, and inexplicably touched him.
He pretended to return the phone to Wanrou, and used the excuse to smoke outside the door. He wanted to figure it out, so he called the phone number.
"Hello, Mr. Wang is that?" Wang Yong suppressed the anger in his heart and said to the man on the other end of the phone.
"What Mr. Wang? Who are you?" The man on one end of the phone replied angrily: "You called the wrong phone."
Wang Yong was puzzled and didn't even admit his surname. He really deserved to be beaten. When did such a person appear in the old Wang family? Just as he was about to continue, the other party hung up the phone, leaving only "Dou, Dou."
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Qi Manqing, who followed her secretly, took the initiative to rescue the situation when the atmosphere was not right: "Wang Yong. No matter what, today is Maomao's birthday, and we should wait until it's over before we pay attention to everything."
Wang Yong's face was slightly heavier. He nodded with difficulty.
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Two hours later, Maomao's birthday party ended in a complicated atmosphere.
In the presidential suite of her hotel, Qi Manjing took the antidote specially prepared by Rebesa for a while, and her body was still curled up on the bed, and the sheets and clothes around her were torn to pieces by herself. She had just experienced a painful struggle.
Qi Manjing's face was still pale, her lips were blue, and the sweat beads on her head were still rolling down.
"Manjing, are you getting better?" Rebesha asked Qi Manjing softly, with a tone of concern.
At Maomao's birthday party, Rebesha saw that Qi Manjing's blood was wrong. After the dinner party, she came back with Qi Manjing. As Venom said, Qi Manjing had fallen deeper and deeper into this poison.
My own antidote can only relieve a little, and the greater pain can only be endured by this weak woman.
"It's okay...I'm fine." Qi Manjing closed her eyes tightly, bit her lips tightly, and letting drug addiction take off unscrupulously inside her body. Her body, which could not be controlled by will, kept twitching on the bed, a woman with a weak appearance, was twitching.
, In this drug addiction that is worse than death, he has not called out the word "pain".
Qi Manjing slowly sat up from the bed, panting heavily, biting her lip, her face still very pale.
"Manjing, this poison is extracted from drugs and has added a lot of other ingredients. It's a bit mysterious, and the mysterious person gave you a lot of dosage, so..." Venom's eyes dodged and hesitated, although Venom was talking.
Never been such an indecisive person, but the person in front of him had such a good relationship with him, Venom really couldn't bear to tell her the truth.
"It's okay, Sasha, tell me, I can bear it." Qi Manjing's tone was extremely weak, but it revealed from her bones that she would never surrender.
Qi Manjing is worthy of being Qi Manjing. Venom's eyes could not be hidden from her, and she immediately realized that Venom had nothing to say.
"Manjing, let me tell you, the antidote I gave you can only temporarily relieve the poison. As your poison deepens, this medicine can only scratch the itch and will have no effect in the future
." Venom paused and continued, "But don't worry, Manjing, I will definitely step up the development of this antidote."
"Haha, Sasha, I know if you don't say it." Qi Manjing bit her teeth tightly. She had just passed the severe pain, and her body was still vaguely painful, and sweat beads were dripping one by one. In such torture that ordinary people could not bear,
Qi Manjing could still squeeze out a wry smile from her teeth: "I know my drug addiction is already very deep, and that person must also believe that she has controlled me and let me use it for her." Qi Manjing's eyes were revealed.
It was a kind of coldness.
Rebesha looked at Qi Manjing. The poison that usually kills people without blinking is now aching in her heart. In addition to Wang Yong, she has already regarded her as her best friend. This good friend is enduring a huge drug addiction.
As the world's top expert in using poison and detoxification, now he is powerless.
Venom knows the power of this poison. As one of the top ten mercenaries in the world, he has perseverance and physique that ordinary people cannot match. If this poison occurs on his body, he will not be able to bear it.
What's more, this Qi Manjing, who has no power to tie a chicken and looks extremely weak.
"Manjing, don't bear it yourself. Let's tell Wang Yong, he must..." Seeing that Qi Manjing was in great pain, Rebesha mentioned telling Wang Yong again about this, but she had not finished speaking yet.
, it was interrupted by Qi Manjing.
"No, Sasha, I can't tell Wang Yong, please don't..." Qi Manjing was not excited when the drug addiction occurred. However, when he heard Rebesha to tell Wang Yong about this, Qi Manjing's tone suddenly became rapid.
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"Sha, I can't tell her that Wang Yong hates drugs the most in his life. I can't let him know that I'm infected with drugs. Even if I'm framed, I, Qi Manjing, don't ask others to see me. I just hope to be with Wang Yong's
In my eyes, I am flawless, please don’t tell him.”
Qi Manjing, who was tortured by drug addiction, could still grit her teeth and hold on. However, when it comes to Wang Yong, Qi Manjing's tears couldn't help but want to shed. Over the years, she had never cried. A woman had experienced that
If you fight more, you will not risk being ruined? Even in the most difficult and helpless moment, she never shed tears. This time, she held back.
No one knows what she has suffered for so many years. Not any woman can tolerate everything she has encountered. She is unwilling to intrigue, and she does not want to be intrigue. If everything she has obtained can make her be with Wang Yong.
She would let go without hesitation. In fact, she only wanted to be a little woman by Wang Yong's side, even if she had no status...
"Manjing, why are you doing this? Wang Yong knows, he will definitely not mind." Rebesha was shocked deep down when he heard Qi Manjing say this. A woman with an extremely weak appearance, inside and in her heart and body
They all endure huge torture, and they cannot let the man they love deeply share the pain for them.
Rebesha immediately began to admire this weak woman, not her mountain of wealth, not her cold and noble aura, but her powerful heart and her unforgettable love for Wang Yong.
The effect of drug addiction gradually disappeared, and there was a peach-like red mark on Qi Manjing's face, and her breathing gradually calmed down. After sitting on the bed for a while, she stood up from the edge of the bed and walked towards the windowsill.
In the past, under the night, the sky outside seemed quiet and peaceful, while Qi Manjing's face was terrifyingly cold. She poured herself a glass of red wine, held it up gracefully, and took a sip.
Chapter completed!