Gu Jingyan just went out and answered a call.

Nangong Meng was lying in the hospital with a tragic situation. He saw it through the campus website and said it was impossible not to be shocked.

After all, he was a deskmate in the Emperor, and this time Nangong Meng came for him again. When he saw that she was seriously injured after jumping off the building and even unable to take the college entrance examination, he couldn't explain what it felt like.

Why did that childish little girl who likes to compete and jump off a building?

On the phone just now, the hospital nurse called Nangong Meng, only a few sad words: "It's Xi Zuer...she...she hurt me...please help me..."

Gu Jingyan's mood, which was originally just sighing, suddenly became solemn.

Xi Zuer?

Sure?

That night at the bar, Xi Zuer did leave first, and then Nangong Meng jumped off the building.

So is Xi Zuer really related to Nangong Meng jumping off the building?

"Student Gu, if you have time, please come to the hospital for a look. Miss Meng is afraid that it will be in danger. I don't know how many days she can live. I think she has been pronunciating your name all the time." The nurse's words echoed in her ears.

Gu Jingyan sat alone in his seat for a while, got up and walked out of the classroom...

Wu Qianman hesitated: "Brother Hao, do you want to tell Mr. Gu, what Zuer is calling for? After all, it is Zuer's brother..."

Wu Minghao glanced at Gu Jingyan's stubborn and cold back and said angrily: "He didn't ask, don't tell him! Humph, what brother, the little ancestor didn't publicly stamp and admit that he was her brother. Besides, I was unhappy when I thought of this guy refusing to post on the campus forum with us! Who knows if he was the same deskmate with Nan Nightmare, and he couldn't figure it out yet, and he didn't want to post it because he was secretly missing Nan Nightmare!"

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The clock points to midnight at exactly twelve o'clock.

suite.

The man in a black suit was half leaning against the sofa and sucking a cigar. He was not surrounded by beautiful women like the men in other private rooms. There was only a woman in work clothes cooking tea in the room in the distance.

My subordinate bowed and reported in a low voice:

"Fourth Master, Bo Gucheng has been staying in the imperial capital for the past few days to check clues and never went anywhere. However, he found nothing, and the clues were cut off from the old president. After all, the old president was unconscious in the hospital bed for so long that it was impossible for him to speak."

"On the other side of Qingcheng Mountain, Master Wuming's work is about to end, and the last ritual is still missing. I will report it to you in detail when I return to the imperial capital."

"The other is... the woman in white you asked for has never been whereabouts...

Nangong Mo listened to the report without saying a word, and the cigar in his hand was burning quietly.

He seemed very satisfied with the first two points.

The last one covered his eyes with a layer of frost.

Can a woman still fly and escape from the sky and can’t find her after searching for so long?

The cigar was lit for a moment, and the snow-white ashes were shaking.

Nangong Mo just stretched out his hand and wanted to shake off the ashes.

Suddenly.

The woman who made tea put down the tea cup, walked over quickly, trembled slightly, and stretched out her hands: "Second Master, let everyone come."

Fang Yumei finally got the opportunity to serve the Fourth Master to drink tea this time. She noticed that the Fourth Master was shaking the ashes and was caught by her subordinates with her hands, so she immediately learned it.

She gritted her teeth and endured the smoky pain and squeezed out a smile.

Nangong Mo dusted the ashes and finally noticed her: "Why is it a woman?"

Fang Yumei: "..." After serving her feelings for so long, the man didn't care whether she was a man or a woman? Or she didn't even look at her!
Chapter completed!