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Zhao Mengmeng's refusal was within Lin Miaoyu's expectation.

Perhaps, they are all the same, they have a grudge against each other and dare not take it lightly.

As if just noticed Zhao Mengmeng's hospital gown, Lin Miaoyu asked with concern: "Mengmeng, why are you wearing a hospital gown? Are you also hospitalized here? Are you sick?"

"Small question." Zhao Mengmeng replied lightly.

"Take good care of yourself."

"Thank you, little aunt, for your concern..." Zhao Mengmeng chuckled, but there was no smile in her eyes.

It would be weird if she really laughed heartily in front of Pei Chenyang and Lin Miaoyu.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back first, Song Weiwei, take care of yourself." After speaking, Zhao Mengmeng walked out the door without looking back.

Lin Miaoyu subconsciously glanced at Pei Chenyang who was sitting on the small sofa. He was playing with his mobile phone with his head down, not paying attention to their conversation at all.

"Wait, I'll take you down." Even though he knew the words were a bit abrupt, Lin Miaoyu resolutely chased them out.

In the ward, only Song Weiwei watched them disappear in surprise.

"Uncle, Mengmeng and Auntie, did you know each other before?" Song Weiyi turned his doubts to Pei Chenyang who was opposite.

At this time, he is in the mood to play with his mobile phone?

Uncle is so weird.

Well, he probably didn't know that Mengmeng liked him, so he didn't respond to it.

After closing the dialog box, Pei Chenyang raised his head, "Well, I've seen it."

Such a casual summary made Song Weiyi even more confused.

Mengmeng and little aunt look quite familiar, but the atmosphere is a bit weird.

After closing the door of the ward with a "click", Zhao Mengmeng was stopped by Lin Miaoyu who followed her.

"Mengmeng, can you stop and say a few words?"

Zhao Mengmeng froze when she heard Lin Miaoyu's voice, but luckily it wasn't Pei Chenyang, right?

Zhao Mengmeng didn't contradict Lin Miaoyu, if she walked fast, maybe in the eyes of others, she just fled in despair.

However, it has been a few days, why did Lin Miaoyu call him to stop?

warn? Or a threat?

Turning around slowly, Zhao Mengmeng leaned against the wall, looking indifferently at the figure approaching her.

Another white chiffon dress.

She suddenly hated white.

There was a smile on the corner of Zhao Mengmeng's lips. If it was a warning or a threat, then Lin's witty words were completely unnecessary.

No matter how bad she is, Zhao Mengmeng, she will not become a mistress and break up others.

What's more, it was Pei Chenyang who hated her so much.

"Little aunt, what's the matter?" Zhao Mengmeng spoke first, with a hint of impatience in her tone.

She doesn't have the time to waste time with Lin Miaoyu.

Lin Miaoyu naturally noticed the hostility in the words.

She was not annoyed, and walked over persistently, holding her hand abruptly when Zhao Mengmeng didn't expect it.

Zhao Mengmeng's pretty face changed color slightly, and she wanted to pull her hand out: "What do you mean?"

After struggling a few times, I realized that I had underestimated Lin Miaoyu's strength.