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"I'll go get the medicine box."

When Tang Yi saw the blood that was dripping to the ground, he could not help but feel a little ashamed. If he had known earlier, he would have shut the door tightly.

Upon hearing those words, a bloody wound appeared in Gu Mengmeng's heart.

"Mengmeng, go in and sit …"

Gong Nanling's thick eyelashes trembled and his eyes were filled with pain and uneasiness.

"Let go …"

Gu Mengmeng raised her head and looked into his black eyes as she said this, enunciating every word.

"Mengmeng, be good …"

At this moment, how could Gong Nanling let go. Anxious, he kept his eyes on the door.

"Let go."

Gu Mengmeng raised her voice.

Because of the struggle, the blood flowed faster from the cut and dripped onto Gong Nanling's khaki pants.

Red as the setting sun.

"Mengmeng, don't move …"

"Gong Nanling, I'll say it again …"

Before Gu Mengmeng could finish her sentence, Tang Yi hurriedly walked in with the medical kit in his hand.

"Mengmeng, what's wrong?"

When Lin Ange heard the commotion, she also came over.

"Young mistress, be careful …"

Sister Zhou brought a broom over. Seeing that she had almost stepped on the shard of porcelain, she quickly pulled on it.

Lin Ange then lowered her head and looked at the shattered porcelain bowl and the blooming blood flower on the ground. Her heart trembled.

"This is?"

She stepped aside and stepped onto the clean ground.

Sister Zhou cleaned quickly.

Gong Nanling was still holding Gu Mengmeng's hand. Everyone could clearly see the pain between their brows.

"Tang Yi, hurry up …"

When he saw that Gu Mengmeng's wound was still bleeding, he couldn't help but yell at Tang Yi.

"I say, young master, don't be too nervous …"

"If it wasn't for you, you wouldn't be so nervous."

Gong Nanling said loudly.

"Gong Nanling, what are you doing?!"

Lin Ange squeezed her eyelashes and scolded him coldly.

"I'm not worried about Mengmeng …"

"Let go."

Resisting the pain with great difficulty, Gu Mengmeng gouged out his eyes with her fingers. A hint of scarlet appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

Gong Nanling's thick black eyelashes trembled slightly. He felt as if his heart had been pricked by a long needle.

"Gong Nanling, let go of her."

Lin Ange spoke again.

Gong Nanling saw that she said something and didn't dare to insist. He slowly let go of her hand.

Tang Yi took the sterilized tweezers, pinched the cotton and alcohol, and gently wiped the wound that Gu Mengmeng had cut.

"Chi …"

When the Disinfectant Liquid touched the wound, it hurt even more. Gu Mengmeng snorted and bit her lips.

"Tang Yi, can't you be a bit lighter?"

Gong Nanling couldn't help but complain to Tang Yi.

"Young master, my movements are already very light …"

Tang Yi knew that Gu Mengmeng was his' darling ', so he didn't argue with him.

"Gong Nanling, you go out first."

If Lin Ange saw him here, she would only disturb Tang Yi. She tilted her head and said coldly.

"Little Aunt, I …"

As he spoke, his cell phone rang again.

He felt a burst of panic.

When he saw the caller ID, he let out a sigh of relief.

The person who called wasn't Ning Qianyu, but was her secretary, Tong Rao.

"I'm going to pick up a call …"

These words seemed to be said to Lin Ange, but also seemed to be said to Gu Mengmeng.

"Tong Rao …"

Before he could walk out the door, he pressed the button to pick up the call.

"Young Director Gong, the thing you told me to investigate has been investigated thoroughly."

"Where?"

Gong Nanling walked to the open lounge next door and put his hand on the back of a rattan chair.

"It's in Lin Ran's hands."

Tong Rao said confidently.

"Lin Ran?"

Gong Nanling frowned, while his black eyes narrowed sharply.

"Are you sure?"

"Quite sure. "Moreover …"

"Hmm?"

"Furthermore, yesterday, Lin Ran even mentioned to Madam that she wanted to exchange this' thing 'for a person."

Tong Rao was the second Ding Mo. She was diligent in her work and was very efficient in her actions.

"Exchange for one person? "Who?"

Gong Nanling's pupils contracted and he frowned.

"One of the Marketing Department employees of the 'the Lin's' group is called Ye Weilan …"

"Ye Weilan?"

Gong Nanling was stunned for a moment. He vaguely felt that this person sounded a little familiar.

"She is the assistant to the Marketing Department director Fang Qingchuan, and just recently entered the 'the Lin's'."

"What's Lin Ran's relationship with her?"

"It doesn't matter?"

"It doesn't matter? That would be too strange. "

Gong Nanling pursed his lips, lowered his gaze, and started to think.

Tear of Pear Blossom is a priceless treasure. If it wasn't for the fact that she had a deep relationship with Lin Ran, how could she have endured the pain and exchanged blows?

Lin Yifei and Xiao Bilan were gone, and Lin Ran didn't have a dime of wealth. If she exchanged this with Lili for some money, it would make sense. But she used it in exchange for a stranger who didn't care. Was this too inconceivable?

There must be some secret between her and Ye Weilan that Tong Rao didn't know about.

"What did the Madam do to Ye Weilan?"

After two mouthfuls of silence, he asked doubtfully.

"Ye Weilan has been charged with allegedly stealing the Lin's Group's top secret documents."

"Stealing documents?"

He really didn't know, but when he checked, he was shocked.

"Young Director Gong, what should we do next?"

"Contact Lin Ran first and see if you can buy them."

Gong Nanling knew that Lin Ran was definitely short of money at this time. As long as the lion wasn't asking for it, he could accept it. Although the wealth in his hands was not as good as Lu Yiyao's, it still far surpassed the others.

Putting aside his' deal 'with Lin Yanyan, he would also get this' thing 'back for Lin Ange.0

Tear of Pear Blossom.

Spring Rain.

He would only weep for one person in his life.

This was the 'coming of age' gift that Lin Ange's mother, Helan Jing, had spent a large sum of money to prepare for her.

Unexpectedly, the whole world ended up in Lin Ran's hands.

"OK, Young Director Gong."

Tong Rao responded and hung up the phone.

Gong Nanling put his phone into his pocket and grabbed the rattan chair's back with both of his hands. Angele stood still for a while, then returned to the study.

Tang Yi had already bandaged Gu Mengmeng's wound.

"Thank you, Doctor Tang."

The corner of Gu Mengmeng's lips curled up slightly as she said softly.

"Thank you for what? We're on the same side."

Tang Yi packed his things and closed the medicine box.

"Mengmeng, do you want to go back to your room to rest?"

Lin Ange stood up in concern.

"Alright."

Gu Mengmeng pursed her lips and stood up as well.

Since this was where Gong Nanling rested, she naturally didn't want to stay here for long.

"Mengmeng …"

The two of them walked past Gong Nanling. Gu Mengmeng lowered her head and avoided his gaze.

"…"

Gu Mengmeng didn't respond and walked out.

Tang Yi stood in front of him with the medicine box in his hand. He raised his eyebrows and a mocking smile flashed across his eyes.

"Young Master, are you feeling bad?"

"It's all your fault!"

Gong Nanling suddenly got angry and said angrily.

"Young master, you have the primary responsibility for this matter, who asked you to …"

Tang Yi paused for a moment and continued asking.

"Young Master, are you really going to marry that person from Ning Family?"

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