Li Xin saw Dong Feifei and was deeply moved, "Miss Dong, thank you for saving my sister. If you ever need my help in the future, just ask. I’ll definitely do whatever I can."
Dong Feifei arrogantly raised her head and glanced at her disdainfully, "Who said I saved her?"
Li Xin was stunned, unsure of what this ant.
Dong Feifei spotted Xiao Yi nearby and stord over, "Xiao Yi, you tricked !"
Xiao Yi calmly replied, "Miss Dong, I never said I was giving blood for the young master."
What he said was: Miss Dong, the young master asked you to donate blood.
Dong Feifei obviously realized this layer of aning, understood she had misunderstood, "Why did you put it like that! It’s your fault. You knew I liked Brother Yimo and deliberately led to misunderstand!"
Xiao Yi said nothing; it was true, he intentionally misled Miss Dong into misunderstanding, otherwise he couldn’t just kidnap her, right? It wouldn’t look good.
Thinking that her blood would go to that woman made Dong Feifei utterly unwilling.
As the Dong Family’s eldest daughter, to donate blood to her? What was she? What right did she have!
Li Xin rushed in front of her, her face full of pleading, "Miss Dong, I’m begging you, just three hundred CC is enough."
Although she only stayed with her sister for a few months, over these months, her sister had always been very good to her, unlike so celebrity assistants who are either beating or scolding. That’s why she cherished her so much—why wasn’t she panda blood?!
Dong Feifei looked at her with disdain, "What great ability does she have to make donate blood? Dream on. Although my blood type is special, I have a personal blood bank, there’s no rush at all. That’s the benefit of having money and power."
At this mont, the door opened.
Bo Yimo walked out, and though his face remained indifferent, he gave off a different aura.
Previously it was cool, icy, but now it’s calm and undisturbed, surrounded by a dark aura.
Dong Feifei approached him joyfully and said, "Brother Yimo, it’s great that you’re alright."
Bo Yimo looked at her faintly, "Feifei, go and donate blood."
Dong Feifei was taken aback and very unwilling, "Brother Yimo, I don’t want to. She’s nothing to , why should I donate blood to her?"
Bo Yimo’s voice was extrely cold, "Xiao Yi, escort her to the blood donation room, watch her until the blood donation is complete."
Xiao Yi was startled, does the young master know what he’s doing? If he really did this, it would strain relations with the Dong Family.
If Old Master Bo found out, he’d definitely not allow it.
Dong Feifei looked at him incredulously, "Brother Yimo, what did you say?? You’re asking to donate blood to that woman?"
Bo Yimo’s gaze fell on her, "The favor of saving you back then should be returned now."
Why did Dong Feifei like him so much?
It’s because when she was little, her Brother Yimo saved her life.
He was her prince, her faith.
How could she lose him?
Dong Feifei kept retreating, shaking her head, "No, I don’t want to donate blood to her. She deserves it, she dies, Brother Yimo is mine!"
Bo Yimo’s eyes were dark and chilling, he directly grabbed her neck and started to squeeze, "Say it again."
Dong Feifei’s face started to redden, gradually she couldn’t breathe, her voice breaking intermittently, "Yimo... Brother... no... let... ... go... I..."
She began to roll her eyes, seemingly about to faint.
Xiao Yi hurried forward and said, "Young master, Miss Dong’s heart condition is acting up."
If she actually died, it would really cause a big problem.
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