Chapter 1707

"Mo Shao, the voice comes from Miss Ruan's room on the second floor. Well, it seems to be the voice of a housekeeper..."

The guard at the door whispered.

In the dark, Zhan Mo's face became colder and colder. In the end, he almost did not dare to continue.

"Go up and have a look." Zhan Mo's face was already very gloomy, with frost on it.

He strode into the cottage.

Hearing his subordinates' confirmation that the scream came from Ruan Mengmeng's room, even though he forced down the strange feeling rising from his chest, his uneasiness gradually expanded.

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When Zhan Mo comes to the room on the second floor, the guard outside the door is pounding hard at the door.

The door was locked from the inside, even with the key, it could not be opened.

"Get out of the way." Zhan Mo Mou color mercilessly a sink, go forward a foot then kick open originally the solid wood door that is still.

The heavy wooden door fell down, and Zhan Mo stepped into the room first. He couldn't even touch the lamp on, so he walked quickly towards the big bed inside.

The other men who followed immediately turned on the light switch in the room.

The room, which could not be seen, was immediately illuminated.

Zhan Mo's long, narrow, dark eyes shrank slightly. Under the light, he finally saw the scene on the bed.

I saw a little woman who had been raised by him a few days ago, but she had not been seen for half a month. She was so pale and thin.

Ruan Mengmeng fell on the bed dying. Her face was very pale and weak. The whole face was bloodless, and even her lips were cracked.

And she was biting her pale, dry lips, even with bloodstains.

But what was even more shocking was the wound on her arm.

On her white arm, a long cut was made by the knife, and the blood was flowing out and smearing the pale sheet.

The contrast between red and white is so dazzling.

"You..." Zhan Mo approaches subconsciously and wants to pick up Ruan Mengmeng on the bed.

But he just approached, but saw originally closed eyes frown clench lip petal woman, open eyes.

The clear and bright apricot eyes in my memory are full of despair and precaution at this time.

"Don't Touch me... " She uttered these four words in a trembling voice, each of which showed a strong resistance to him.

At that moment, Zhan Mo stood by the bed, looking at the woman's stubborn and pale face, a kind of guilt and regret that never existed swept towards him.

This is a feeling that Zhan Mo has never experienced after living for nearly 20 years.

He has always been high and clean.

Apart from his family's right to care for him, Zhan Mo never touched anyone outside.

Even less, like now, it's upsetting my mind.

"Call the doctor Get a maid to bandage the lady. Come on

Since Ruan Mengmeng didn't want him to touch him, he had to step back.

He did this not because he was afraid of Ruan Mengmeng's warning, but because he was afraid that she would struggle, hurt himself and involve her wound.

"Mo Shao, this is housekeeper Wang. His right hand is broken, and this This knife is stained with blood. It should be the weapon to hurt Miss Ruan. "

At this time, his subordinates handed over a small eyebrow trimming knife wrapped in a handkerchief.

There were all straight men on the scene, but no one knew that the small blade was a eyebrow trimming knife.

From the beginning of entering the door, Zhan Mo's eyes are fixed on Ruan Mengmeng.

He didn't give up his energy to pay attention to the housekeeper who fell on the ground, rolled around with his wrist and cried out in pain.

Until now, when he saw the blade stained with blood, his deep black eyes fell on the housekeeper who had been helped up by his subordinates and was pale with pain and dripping with sweat.

He wanted to know what had happened in the room while he was away.