Chapter 870 (2/2)

This series of actions are seen in the eyes of Mu Anqi, the fundus of his eyes flashed quickly, but it was only a flash, so fast that others could not notice.

Leng Lingtian takes back her fingertips and looks as usual. She still helps her cover the quilt.

No matter what happened, the woman always wore the same face as Mu Anqi. Therefore, he hated and resisted, but he couldn't help but want to care about it.

Naturally, Liu Li didn't call him, and naturally he would not return to the company. Instead, he wanted to find out as soon as possible whether the man had taken a person away before he left the hotel, and that person is really likely to be the real one

Leng Lingtian shook his head. Things really become very complicated. If Mu Anqi is not real Mu Anqi, why does this fake look so like her?

Where is it really now?

He was absorbed in his thoughts when suddenly a man with bandages all over his face and unable to distinguish between men and women hit him. Out of instinct, he stretched out his hand to hold him.

”Are you all right?”

Hearing this familiar voice, mu angqi suddenly raised her head. When she did see the yearning face in her eyes, she looked at him with complex eyes. She had too many words in her heart to tell him, but she couldn't say it, couldn't make a sound.

She could do nothing but stare at him with complicated eyes.

Leng Lingtian's heart didn't know why. Suddenly, it was very painful. His pupils shrank, like someone with a blunt instrument hitting his heart.

He looked at that pair of eyes full of crystal clear, inexplicably feel familiar, these eyes, seems to have seen where?

He was about to search for such a pair of eyes in his memory when Deng an's phone call came.

The abrupt bell let Leng Lingtian come back and let Mu Anqi go.

Take out your cell phone and answer it.

”Mr. Leng! It's a bit strange. Please come and have a look at it! ”

”OK, I'll be right here!”

He hung up the phone and was about to turn around when he remembered that he had just bumped into a man and stopped.

Mu Anqi was still standing there, like a helpless child. Her face was wrapped in bandages. She couldn't see anything except her eyes, but her eyes were so hard to open.

Leng Lingtian stared at her eyes for a moment: ”you...”

What he wanted to ask was, who are you? Why do I think you are very familiar with her? But when the words came to my mouth, he felt very abrupt. So he just took a deep look at her and left.

Mu angqi stood in the same place, watching the tall figure gradually leave, the viscera like something to move the same, deep pain.

Ling Tian, it's me. I'm angel. Don't you see that I'm here?

I am the real angel. The one around you is fake and a fake!

Unfortunately, she can't make a sound, her face is still like this, and her hand is injured. How can she prove that she is the real mu angqi?

Even if she can speak, even if she can write, I'm afraid no one will believe that she is mu angqi!

Tears condense in her eyes. She wants to cry and vent her grievances in these days through tears. But Bai Junchen's words come back to her mind.

Can't cry, a cry may infect the wound, there may be scars, she must be strong, to recover as soon as possible, so that she can stand in front of the cold Lingtian, hand to tear the fake!

Deeply inhaled as like as two peas, she was about to return to the ward, and suddenly saw a woman in front of her, with a face almost identical to her. She was walking towards her with a dignified look. Her hand was sweating when she was on the way.

Did she recognize her and know that she was the real mu angqi?

It's hard to argue that she's hurt now and looks like this again.

Just when she was nervous and didn't know what to do, the man ignored her and walked by her.