Chapter 1475

Mian Mian looked at him calmly, and suddenly sneered, "can I make up for anything?"

Zhan Muqian nodded a little.

She smiled and said, "I want my father to be free to leave the prison hospital and let me accompany him to another country, a quiet sanatorium."

Zhan Muqian soon frowned and refused without any thought: "no, he is an international recidivist. Even if he is a vegetable, he cannot be paroled."

She seemed to have expected Zhan Muqian's answer in the early morning, so she shook her head and said, "well, I don't want anything but this."

Zhan Muqian was silent for half a minute.

He went to the side and took out the divorce agreement that had been prepared in the morning, and personally changed the 50 million alimony into 100 million.

Then, after signing, put the pen and paper in front of her.

Mian Mian takes up the agreement and carefully looks at the capital figures that he has modified.

Smile.

Zhan Muqian looks at her naked body as if she has no self-knowledge or sense of shame. She is very uncomfortable.

He picked up the thin blanket and gently wrapped it around her.

Cotton moved its elbow and brushed the blanket away.

Her eyes were bright, and she looked at Zhan Muqian like a smart little fox. She saw through Zhan Muqian's mind.

She smiled and said, "I don't want to see this pair of me being repeatedly abused by two men? There's no need to cover it. Your heart is like a mirror. Since you see it, you will never forget it. So what's the use of covering it? "

Zhan Mu's fingers trembled.

Suddenly, her eyes fell on the soft bite mark on her chest.

He never bit her on purpose.

It will not bite such a serious wound.

Obviously, it was left by Pei Jun.

He frowned fiercely, his heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles.

Mian Mian picked up the pen and signed.

Zhan Muqian is surprised to find that she just signed with her left hand.

The words written are askew, like the pupils who have just learned to write.

He knew he didn't have to ask.

Asking too many questions only added to her antipathy.

Make her feel like she's hypocritical.

But he couldn't help it.

"Why did you sign with your left hand?" he asked in a low voice

Mian Mian subconsciously looks at his right hand and rolls his white eyes, "Oh, after the plaster is removed, the doctor says that I can try to write, or do something with less wrist force. When I write, I find that the right hand is not strong and can not hold the pen, but the left hand is better, and the strength is greater. Is that important?"

Her eyes and tone were full of satire.

Zhan Muqian was on pins and needles and asked anxiously, "why didn't you say that earlier?! The doctor promised me that your hands can be cured. You are not left-handed. You used your right hand when you were young. Do you care so much

He was forced by Mianmian Mian's indifferent and disdainful tone for a while, so he could not help raising his voice.

But Mian Mian's face changed, and suddenly he yelled at him with a straight face: "you're paralyzed, my mother's hands are in charge of your paralyzed shit! Doctor promise? Is the doctor an immortal? It's already like this. It's not good for you to force the doctor to death. And I broke my hand. Is it the doctor's fault? promise? Do you take the doctor's promise to you seriously? What about your own promise? Have you forgotten that you said you would take care of me for life? "

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