Dressed As the Younger Brother of Four Pet Sisters and Crazy Demons

On the contrary, it was Li Jin who seemed to have guessed something: "Can you contact him?"

Li Qinian: "I'll try."

She called back the phone number just now, but the phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

"No one answered, forget it, leave him alone, he will come back naturally when he finishes his work."

She hung up the phone very calmly, and Lao Bai was taken aback for a while.

Just leave it alone?

Is Xiao Niannian too calm, after all, she is her brother in name...

"Alright, let's continue training."

Li Jin nodded lightly, and returned to his seat without the slightest thought.

Lao Bai: "???"

Is the brotherhood these days too plastic?

Although Mo Wanggui didn't die, he was injured anyway. As a brother, shouldn't he make a phone call to inquire about his health?

"What are you still doing in a daze? Hurry up and get ready, the game will start soon."

Li Qinian couldn't wait to push Lao Bai.

Lao Bai: "...Oh."

………

late at night.

Britain thousands of miles away.

Mo Wanggui rescued him all afternoon before being transferred from the emergency room to the intensive care unit.

The man on the bed moved his eyelids, frowned slightly, and slowly opened his eyes. The moles at the corners of his eyes added a bit of charm to him.

"Mr. Mo, are you finally awake?"

The assistant stood by for a whole day, and when he saw him wake up, he hurriedly rang the nurse's bell.

"Has the news been released?"

Mo Wanggui spoke, his voice was a little hoarse and grainy.

Assistant: "It was released according to your instructions, and now everyone in the country has received the news."

Mo Wanggui: "Well...give me the phone."

Assistant: "Mr. Mo, you need to rest now..."

"Give me."

Mo Wanggui's eyes were dark, with a coldness that cannot be refuted.

The assistant had no choice but to hand over his mobile phone.

Mo Wangui unlocked the screen as soon as he unlocked the screen, and the news inside flooded in. He lowered his head and browsed slowly. When he saw a missed call named "Little Rabbit", the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

"I don't know if this little bastard will be so sad that he won't be able to sleep when he sees the news..."

He stroked his chin playfully.

It's a pity that he is in the UK now, and he can't see the sad look of the bastard with his own eyes. It's a pity...

"Mr. Mo, don't you plan to tell the young master about your fake death?"

The assistant glanced up at him secretly.

As soon as the assistant heard the words "little bastard", he knew who Mo Wanggui was talking about. This young master has made Mr. Mo angry a lot.

Mo Wanggui stared at Li Qinian's phone number and snorted coldly:

"Why did you tell him?"

The little bastard is so indifferent to him, let him feel the grief of losing him this time, so that after he goes back, the little bastard might be able to forget the "ruthless words" he let go and treat him better...

"If Mr. Mo wants to know the young master's reaction, his subordinates can send someone to follow the young master."

As a qualified gold medal assistant, he took the initiative to share his worries.

Mo Wanggui's face turned cold, he raised his chin slightly, his jaw line was cold and hard:

"Who said I want to know his reaction?"

The assistant lowered his head, not daring to look directly into his eyes: "This subordinate is wrong, I want to know the young master's reaction."

Mo Wanggui: "??"

"Is there anything else Mr. Mo wants to order?"

The assistant pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, pretending not to notice Mo Wanggui's murderous gaze.

Mo Wanggui gave him a cold look:

"Go down."