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"Wash him awake with water."

Jun Mohan sat on the chair, looking at Tang Qiqi who was unconscious on the ground with cold eyes.

"Whoa!"

The icy cold water poured on Tang Qiqi's body, she shivered, and slowly opened her eyes.

Jun Mohan, it's him!

Thinking of what happened before he fell into a coma, Tang Qiqi curled up into a ball in fear, and said in horror, "Young Master Jun, what are you going to do?"

"Snapped!"

The magazine fell to the ground fiercely, Tang Qiqi looked at An Xiaoxiao's shy expression on it, her eyes were full of hatred.

Bitch, if it wasn't for her, how could she have fallen into Jun Mohan's hands.

"Now you have nothing to explain."

"Young Master Jun, I was wrong. I was just obsessed with ghosts. If you let me go, I promise I will never do it again."

Tang Qiqi burst into tears, thinking of crawling up to Jun Mohan, but when her body was not as good as before, the bodyguard stopped her directly.

"Let you go, how is this possible? When you do something like hurting An'an, you should think about the consequences."

"Don't you like taking pictures? Don't worry, people will remember you firmly from now on, Designer Tang."

As soon as Jun Mohan's words fell, Tang Qiqi's eyes widened. The photo, did he want to...

"Tear, tear!"

"Let go of me, let me go."

"Tear it, tear it up."

Not long after, Tang Qiqi's body was devoid of any clothes, and the bodyguard left here with a clicking sound.

"Master Jun, this is what you want."

Looking at the mobile phone in the bodyguard's hand, Jun Mohan waved his hand, and said in a cold tone: "I leave this matter to you, and I want her to be ruined."

Room!

Tang Qiqi was lying on the cold ground with deep despair on her face. Jun Mohan was retaliating. She took a picture of An Xiaoxiao, and now he asked the bodyguard to take a nude picture of her.

Thinking of her photos appearing in magazines in the future, Tang Qiqi trembled with fear, slowly got up from the ground, and put on her clothes in a numb manner.

An hour later.

Fan Yanran smiled from ear to ear when she saw the freshly released magazine. Jun Mohan's speed was really fast, but she really didn't expect it.

This Tang Qiqi has such a wide range of social contacts, as long as anyone who is rich basically has an affair with her, it is still hard to tell.

……

"Where is it?"

Yan Ruo searched through boxes and boxes, but still couldn't find what she wanted. When Dina came in, she saw her like this, with a kind smile on her face.

"Ruoruo, what are you looking for?"

"photo."

Yan Ruo replied, and continued to search, suddenly she raised her head and looked at her grandma Dina.

"Grandma, when did you come, I miss you so much."

"Miss me, I've been here for a long time, but you didn't see me, you just looked through my things."

Dina said with a straight face, Yan Ruo stuck out her tongue mischievously, and when she thought of An Xiaoxiao, her expression suddenly became serious.

"Grandma, I want to see a picture of my aunt."

"What do you want this for?"

A trace of sadness flashed in Dina's eyes, she was the one who was sorry for her daughter, otherwise, how could she have lost Linlin.

Seeing grandma's sad appearance, Yan Ruo blamed herself, but in order to find out the truth of the matter, she still asked.

"Grandma, just let me see, okay?"

"Okay, I'll get it for you now."

Dina walked to her bedside, and then took out something from the cassette, Yan Ruo hurried over.

"Grandma, what you hide is really hidden."

"This is my most important thing, of course it must be hidden, otherwise, it would have been destroyed by you little monkey."

Dina said with a smile, then took out a photo and handed it to Yan Ruo, "Don't break it."

"I see."

Yan Ruo looked at the photo, and the woman in it was indeed very similar to An Xiaoxiao.

Dina sighed, and said to herself: "How old was your aunt when she left, this photo is taken according to my appearance, when I miss her, I take a look."

"Grandma, when my eldest brother and I went to President Hua's banquet, we met a woman who looked very similar to my aunt."

"Ruoruo, where is she? Tell me?"

As soon as Yan Ruo's words fell, Dina grabbed her hand, her face was full of joy.

"Grandma, I don't know where she is? But I can find out."

"Yes, I will ask your father to investigate now."

When Dina finished speaking and wanted to leave, Yan Ruo took her hand, "Grandma, you don't need others to check, you can find it online."

Jun Mohan is the CEO of the Imperial Group and the richest man in the country. No one knows where he is better than those reporters.

Dina looked at her granddaughter sitting in front of the computer, and asked worriedly: "Ruoruo, why don't you ask your father to check?"

"Grandma, you trust me."

Yan Ruo typed on the keyboard while talking, and immediately laughed when she saw what happened to Jun Mohan.

"Grandma, I found it."

"Jun Mohan, this name sounds like a man's name, how could it be your aunt?"

As soon as Dina finished speaking, Yan Ruo laughed loudly, "Grandma, Jun Mohan is the husband who looks like a woman like my aunt, not a woman's name."

"Is she married?"

"Well, that man dotes on her very much."

Thinking of Jun Mohan's jealous look, Yan Ruo secretly laughed, and Dina frowned, "Ruoruo, how old is that woman you're talking about?"

"More than 20 years old."

"No, your aunt should be almost fifty this year."

"Grandma, she looks very similar to my aunt. Maybe she is my aunt's daughter. Are you wondering if my aunt has any obvious features, so I can ask."

Dina was full of sentimentality when she thought of her daughter who had been missing for decades, "Linlin has a mole behind her ear, and she has our Yan family necklace on her body."

"Is it this one?"

Yan Ruo asked, holding the necklace around her neck, and Dina smiled, "That's it, but your aunt has a number on it, which is her date of birth."

"Okay, I'll pay attention, grandma, I'm going to find my aunt."

"Ruoruo, if it's true, you must bring her here." Dina said worriedly.

Yan Ruo waved her hand, then bounced away from here, regardless of whether An Xiaoxiao was her aunt's daughter or not, she wanted to be friends with her.

Country A.

When An Xiaoxiao woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

"Little lazy pig, are you finally awake?"

"Jun Mohan, you still have the nerve to say, obviously, hiss!"

An Xiaoxiao stopped halfway through her words, covering her waist with plain white hands, grinning her teeth in pain.

"My waist is about to break, Jun Mohan, it's all about you."

"Hey, it's my husband's fault. I'll definitely be gentler in the future."

Jun Mohan rubbed An Xiaoxiao's waist in distress, her eyes widened when she heard his words, "In the future, don't even think about it."