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    That night, Qi Zhandong was given a critical illness notice.

    The doctor here also sentenced to death.

    Mayor Qi was ten years older in an instant, and Mrs. Qi had already fainted from crying.

    There was chaos outside the emergency room.

    Fancy looked awkwardly at the emergency room lights, not knowing what she was thinking.

    Mayor Qi said that Qi Zhandong woke up once in the middle of the rescue and left a sentence that he wanted to see her, and he lost consciousness under the stimulation of the anesthetic.

    Fancy out of the situation, went to the hospital.

    Yang Jiahui walked over with red eyes, took off her jacket, and wrapped it around her fancy body.

    Only then did I feel that my tattered dress was a little leaky.

    "He'll get through it," she whispered comfortingly.

    Fancy nod.

    Of course you can get through it!

    She couldn't make it, so she went back to the book city world and smashed the sign selling medicine pills.

    Everyone stood guard all night until around ten o'clock the next day, when Qi Zhandong was completely out of danger.

    When the doctor came out, his face was full of disbelief, saying that Qi Zhandong had a great life.

    People around Mayor Qi flattered one after another, saying that Qi Zhan was from Dongji, and Lord Yan did not dare to take his life.

    Although out of danger, the person is still in a coma, and it is estimated that it will take a few days to wake up.

    Fancy yawning to go back to sleep.

    After sleeping, there are still a lot of things in Changyue Town waiting for her to deal with.

    But the place where she lived was too far away, so Mr. Yang asked Yang Jiahui to take her to his home to rest.

    Fancy and polite, got in the car, entered the Yang family's grand mansion, took a shower and fell asleep.

    The quality of her sleep has always been poor. After sleeping for about two hours, she woke up because of an unfamiliar environment.

    Headache......

    She went downstairs to find Yang Jiahui and asked if she had any sleeping medicines.

    But saw her lying on the sofa crying.

    It took me a long time to find out that in order not to have anything to do with her, Guan Chang asked Chen Jiale to block Yang Jiahui's number after he went abroad.

    The little girl was so frightened last night that she wanted to talk to the person she liked early in the morning.

    Guan Chang couldn't get through on his own phone, so he called Chen Jiale and a few others.

    It turns out that he has no qualifications to connect with his friends, so it's no wonder that he doesn't collapse.

    Fancy quietly watched her cry all the time, crying until her eyes were swollen like walnuts.

    The nanny turned around in distress, letting Fancy persuade her.

    Fancy said in a cold voice:

    "What's there to persuade, the more she acts like this, the more men think she's backwards!"

    She pulled Yang Jia up on the sofa and said loudly:

    "No matter how much you love someone, you can't kneel to him, but let him greet you!"

    Yang Jia painted the earthquake.

    His body trembled uncontrollably.

    "Okay!" Mr. Yang was full of anger, and a voice full of admiration and praise came from behind him.

    Behind him was Yang Yiming, a few younger members of the Yang family, and a woman who looked very young holding his arm.

    Fancy seeing so many people, the head hurts uncontrollably.

    She just wanted to go downstairs to find a sleeping pill...

    Yang Jiahui seemed to be hit by the most hidden place in her heart by what she said just now. She sat on the ground and pondered about life.

    "It's not kneeling, but please be safe! Well said!" Mr. Yang laughed, and at the end he made fun of his little daughter for not being able to understand a man's inferiority.

    From the moment Yang Yiming entered the door, when he heard what she said, the steps under his feet seemed to be stuck, he couldn't move, and he didn't want to.

    He was there last night, and saw with his own eyes that she was dealing with those men, and she was ruthless.

    And that disguised "time bomb" really opened his eyes.

    He admitted that when he first saw her, he mistakenly thought she was a courtesan. After all, she was so similar in appearance and temperament...

    After this incident, he fully understood, where can a courtesan have such courage?

    Even if there is, it is a piranha that makes men willing to be ministers under the skirt.

    Fancy endured the headache and dealt with it twice, then declined to go upstairs to rest.

    After asking the nanny for the tranquilizer, who knew that someone would not want to cleanse her at all.

    Yang Yiming was leaning against the wall at the entrance on the second floor, his shirt was loose and he looked like a playboy.

    If it weren't for his appearance, he would be a real hooligan.

    Fancy stopped and stared at him with a hug.

    He asked her how long she had been following Qi Zhandong, and whether she was interested in expanding the scope of friendship.

    With a fancy "oh" sound, he asked bluntly:

    "How much can you make a year?"

    Yang Yiming was stunned and reported a very impressive number.

    Fancy: "Forget it, you can't afford me."

    Saying that, he entered the guest room dozing off, leaving Yang Yiming alone in a mess.

    When she woke up, it was dark.

    There were more than a dozen missed calls on the phone, all of which were called by Zhou Manman alone.

    Fancy was wondering what was going on with her ass, and she saw her hit again.

    As soon as Fancy was connected, she heard her say like a fire alarm:

    "Why did you answer the phone! Did you know that the second male is dead! Look at the background of the system!"

    Second male?

    The whole person was stunned for a moment, and the first reaction thought it was Guan Chang...

    Zhou Manman raised his voice:

    "Damn it, this plot is really crazy, the second male is the guy who pointed a gun at your head yesterday! At four o'clock this afternoon, the system told me that the second male was getting a bento, and it didn't take long for me to hear about the black big brother. Suicide in the hospital!"

    Fancy opened the system, and sure enough, the word "Male 2" appeared on the list of characters, and some basic information.

    But all the information has been marked in red.

    Somewhat fancy.

    She clearly remembered that only Qi Zhandong was on the list of characters. When did this second male lead appear?

    Fancy asked the doubts in his heart.

    Zhou Manman opened his mouth on the phone when he heard the words:

    "...This is a required course in the basic course, and it was taught in the v1 system. Are you really ignorant, or are you kidding me?"

    Smile and say what do you think.

    Zhou Manman shuddered:

    "The important plot roles of non-taskers, such as the male lead and the second male lead, will only be prompted by the system at the moment of their appearance."

    ......so.

    When the big brother who committed suicide appeared, she didn't turn on the system at all.

    In fact, she often forgets the existence of System Awareness...

    Zhou Manman suddenly mourned:

    "I really didn't expect you to be so fierce. You would give the second man a chopstick when you came up. If I knew he was going to commit suicide later, I would have to stop you."

    "It's alright now, the second male is dead, and without a plot line, this book has to end early."

    Fancy rhetoric is there anything wrong with ending early.

    Zhou Manman on the other end of the phone looked astonished, as if shocked that she was so innocent.

    "Ending early means that the book has fewer words! If the word count is too small, the website can't make much money! The website can't make much money, and we taskers get less rewards for completing the book."

    "This is also the reason why most of the novels continue to be written, even if they become more and more ugly in the later stages of writing, and the readers have run out of it."

    "It's the same for us missionaries, we can drag the plot as long as possible, the longer the better."

    "You're awesome... You cut a big plot line in this book when you came up..."

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