The middle-aged doctor frowned impatiently, closed the door without saying a word, and after taking a few steps, muttered to himself, "What kind of taste is this? Just for this man, she's torturing her body like this."
Mo Qing and her two companions, who happened to be guarding the door, heard this and looked at each other in bewilderment.
Only after the doctor had walked a distance did Mo Qing blink and ask, "Did that doctor know Yao Yao?"
"It seems so." Jiang Wenjing nodded in agreement.
How can someone get this angry over a complete stranger? The way he looked at Momo's brother just now was as if he wanted to dissect him with a scalpel.
Thinking about it now still gives me a chill down my neck, like a cold wind is blowing...
"What exactly is going on between your brother and Yao Yao? Judging from how your brother acted towards Yao Yao today, he can't be completely indifferent!" Li Qian stood opposite the two of them, arms crossed, wearing high heels, exuding an aura of dominance.
She hates these kinds of love stories where neither of them can let go, yet they still end up hurting each other. These melodramatic, sadomasochistic plots make even a complete bystander like her feel exhausted just watching them...
"I don't know." Mo Qing shrugged innocently and spread her hands. "This is my brother's private matter, and he won't talk to me about it."
She was telling the truth. Her brother's personality was somewhat similar to Ji Muhan's—aloof and reserved. He would usually keep quiet if he could, so how could he possibly take the initiative to talk to her about his own affairs?
If her brother hadn't come back to pick her up from school this time, she might still not know that Yao Yao and her brother had such a past.
"I really admire Yao Yao. I don't know how you managed to win over your brother back then." Jiang Wenjing pouted and shook her head.
Just the incredibly menacing look her brother gave her in the car earlier still sends chills down her spine…
For this reason, we give a thumbs up to Ji Yao for having the courage to date her fourth brother. Although her fourth brother is indeed stunning at first glance, even more handsome than those male celebrities on TV, especially his ascetic yet somewhat military demeanor, which makes him irresistible.
But with such a cold and aloof personality, doesn't Yao Yao feel bored?
Do two people really have common topics to talk about when they're together?
The more Jiang Wenjing thought about it, the more her brows furrowed, finding Yao Yao's courage commendable.
“I admire Yao Yao very much too.” Mo Qing’s eyes flickered slightly, and she nodded with a friendly smile.
Bie Wenjing wasn't curious either; she really wanted to know too! She was itching to find out.
It's worth noting that while her brother's personality wasn't as cold and aloof as Hanhan's, he was generally reserved and always maintained a clear distance from others.
If Hanhan is the snow lotus on the mountaintop of the Tibetan Plateau, then her brother is the snow mountain halfway up the mountain. He is not as cold and lifeless as Hanhan, but his attitude towards Rao is not much better.
The mere thought of Yao Yao having spent time with her brother was enough to make her feel utterly incredulous.
Well, shouldn't she learn from Yao Yao? After all, she must have some tips and tricks for successfully winning over her brother.
With Yao Yao's successful example as a precedent, who knows, if she works a little harder, she might be able to win Han Han over, hehehe...
"It seems we'll have to wait until the person involved wakes up before we can ask them," Li Qian said, raising an eyebrow and a smirk playing on her lips.
I always felt that their story must be complicated. After all, Yao Yao still remembers how she cried in his arms downstairs in the dormitory last time!
His gaze was particularly complex, seemingly containing a mix of emotions that were difficult to decipher.
In the ward separated by a wall, Mo Yanyu sat on a stool beside her bed, keeping watch over her.
Since returning, he seems to have never looked at her so carefully, nor spent time with her alone in a room like this.
There are some things she is unwilling and unable to accept, so he can only try his best to avoid running into her, which is better for her.
Mo Yanyu, quick-witted and agile, bent down and caught Ji Yao's wildly flailing hands. At that moment, Ji Yao suddenly turned her head, her pink lips brushing against her deep, clear eyes, cool as jelly, yet carrying a tingling, electric current that sent shivers down one's spine—
The cool, soft touch that brushed against her eyelids stunned Mo Yanyu. The arms that were holding her froze, her mind going completely blank and in a jumble of thoughts.
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