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Chapter 2067

"Doctor, are you okay?"

Mo Xiaojun asked anxiously, he was worried if he didn't ask clearly.

"Fortunately, she was delivered in time and brought her here." The doctor said expressionlessly: "This is how young people quarrel nowadays. Can't young couples talk to each other well? Is there anything that can't be done?"

Mo Xiaojun only focused on looking at Xia Youxin and didn't listen to a word of the doctor's last words.

At this moment, the fake Xia Youxin was wearing Xia Youxin's clothes, standing helplessly at the door of the hospital, crying.

"Stop crying, it's useless to cry if the baby is gone." Dr. Zhao said solemnly, and then walked away.

The servants who followed watched from a distance.

"Miss Xia, please come with me," the housekeeper said heartbrokenly.

The woman in leisurely clothes shook her head.

"You really don't want to leave?" The housekeeper looked at the people following him not far away. They were all talking a lot. He was worried that they all knew about this. They were still acting in full.

The woman shook her head vigorously, pushed the housekeeper away and ran away.

The housekeeper said from behind: "Miss Xia, please wait for me."

The woman turned around and entered the bathroom, took off her clothes, took a thick pile of banknotes, and smiled. This was really a piece of pie in the sky. She could get half a year's salary by just nodding and shaking her head while wearing someone else's clothes. If it were just one day,

It would be nice to have more people like her looking for her.

The woman was about to throw away the clothes, but after a closer look, she saw that the clothes were a bit damp, but they were from a famous brand. With her status, she had never even touched such clothes, let alone put them on.

She folded her clothes, took care of her hair, and walked out humming a tune, laughing the whole time. Others looked at her in confusion, thinking they were seeing a patient with a brain problem.

"Come quickly and come with me to find Sister Xia Xiao." the housekeeper said loudly.

"Miss Xia." The housekeeper opened his throat and shouted.

I searched for an hour and couldn't find it.

"What should the housekeeper do?" The servants who followed asked around the housekeeper. They sympathized with Xia Youxin, especially since such a big child was aborted. They didn't know if Miss Xia committed suicide when she ran away.

"I will tell Mr. Ye that Miss Xia's child is gone. She was so sad that she lost her mind and ran away." The housekeeper looked at the people who came one by one: "It's up to you, but I don't know the relationship between Mr. Ye and Miss Xia.

Whatever the situation is, think it over before speaking."

After the housekeeper said that, he strode away. He was still worried about Xia Youxin. He had not contacted Mo Xiaojun for many things to come, so he could only leave it to fate.

"You're back?" Ye Qianmo asked slightly drunkenly, even his breath smelled of alcohol. Mo Xiaonong looked at the housekeeper, but before she could ask, Ye Qianmo said again: "If you have nothing to do, just go down!"

"No, Mr. Ye, why didn't you ask?" Mo Xiaonong muttered quietly.

"I still need you to teach me how to ask?" Ye Qianmo drank the wine in his mouth and looked at Mo Xiaonong indifferently. The expression on his face was unfathomable. One sentence made Mo Xiaonong feel like he was here.

The enemy swallows whatever he wants to say.

Subconsciously, he didn't want to ask because he was afraid of hearing the result with his own ears. He asked the housekeeper to abort the child. His father died because of Xia Youxin. He wanted to take revenge on Xia Youxin. In fact, he was not happy because of Xia Youxin's pain.

?

"Mr. Ye, since you don't ask, come on and let's continue drinking."

Mo Xiaonong gritted her silver teeth and poured wine for Ye Qianmo respectfully. Her eyes rolled around, trying to figure out the trick.

No one refused to drink wine from Mo Xiaonong. Ye Qianmo drank glass after glass of wine, his heart was in a state of turmoil, and in his mind, he couldn't get rid of Xia You's pitiful look in his heart.

Mo Xiaonong looked at Ye Qianmo's increasingly blurry eyes, her eyebrows were crooked, and her face was filled with a successful smile.
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