But she likes him.
Tong Yan’s eyes were full of smiles, just about to agree verbally, when sothing unexpected happened.
Not far away, there were bursts of exclamations.
"Military doctor, where’s the military doctor? Soone has fainted, quickly, soone has fainted."
Tong Yan looked over and saw Dong Feifei lying on the ground, apparently unconscious.
Mrs. Dong looked anxious, "Soone, hurry, my Feifei has a weak heart."
It turned out to be Feifei, that girl.
Mrs. Bo felt secretly pleased, this girl fainted at just the right mont. No wonder she doted on her so much as the hostess; she walked over with a worried face and asked, "What happened? I’ve already called for the military doctor, he’ll be here soon."
Mrs. Dong nodded anxiously, how could she not be worried with her beloved daughter sick.
The military doctor arrived quickly and perford ergency treatnt, "Her condition is temporarily stable, but she needs to be hospitalized for further treatnt and must not be delayed. Her heart function is already weak and can’t handle stimulation. What happened just now?"
Just now—
Aside from Second Young Master Bo’s confession, nothing happened at all.
Mrs. Dong suddenly rembered her daughter liked this Bo family child. She stood up, walked up to Bo Yimo, and pleaded, "Little Mo, could Aunt Dong ask you for a favor?"
"No." Bo Yimo coldly refused.
He spoke rcilessly and decisively, leaving no room for negotiation.
It was too harsh, too cruel.
Mrs. Dong was taken aback, staring blankly at this child she had watched grow up. Understanding his temperant, she dared not ask more, just hoping he wouldn’t reject Feifei outright.
Is this request difficult?
Not at all.
Mrs. Dong was almost begging, "Little Mo, could you at least hear out?"
Bo Yimo’s voice was cold, with not a hint of compassion, "Aunt, am I supposed to sacrifice my feelings for her?"
"No, it’s not about sacrifice, just don’t reject Feifei to her face; she can’t take it." Mrs. Dong said in a daze.
Bo Yimo lifted the corner of his lips, obviously smiling, but it sent a chill through people’s hearts, "What does that have to do with ? Her liking is her freedom. My unwillingness to let my beloved feel wronged is my freedom. Aunt, please don’t make it difficult for ."
How cold-hearted.
It sent a chill down everyone’s spine.
Yet, many of the madams couldn’t help but feel a deep envy. Living in powerful aristocratic families, they’re used to their husbands keeping mistresses, lovers, or mistresses, as long as they don’t bring them ho, they turn a blind eye.
Who doesn’t want lifelong devotion from one person? From the mont they politically married, from when their husband started keeping a mistress, their hearts died.
But this man before them could achieve this.
With high status and power, and both appearance and family background being top-notch, yet achieving sothing beyond their wildest dreams.
They were not only jealous, but almost crazy with jealousy.
They wanted to see who could be so lucky.
Beyond luck, it was as if she had saved the galaxy.
Old Master Bo frowned tightly, how could Little Mo speak like that, does he intend to strain relations with the Dong family?
Too direct, no tact whatsoever, doesn’t know who he takes after.
His muttering was heard by the longti old butler, who resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
Old Master, isn’t he just like you?
Back when you pursued the old madam, it caused a stir throughout the entire Beijing.
...
The military district dical team soon arrived to take Dong Feifei away.
The person was gone, but the atmosphere on the scene was a bit strange.
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