He was holding the phone in his hand, almost squeezing the body, his voice was cold to the extreme, “Ma Shan will send her to the hospital for me, and I will go over immediately.”
“Mr. Mo, an ambulance has already been called and should be here soon.”
Mo Xi Guyou pinched off the phone, turned his long leg, and returned to the living room.
Over there, Blair had already inserted the roses, and as soon as she looked up, she saw the handsome face of the man’s anger. She stood there, watching him raise his hand and pull on his tie, “What happened?”
The man’s eyebrows still have a yin bird, as if he is forcibly suppressing himself, his voice is low and hoarse, “The company is in a hurry, I have to go over to deal with it,” he closed his eyes, “I can’t accompany you to see the ring today.”
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