"How is the result?"
Li Jueming turned his head, and glanced at the doctor who was undergoing an examination faintly. /
The doctor's face was pale, "I'm sure he is dead..."
There was an uproar in the house...
Li Jue dug out his ears, stretched out his hands, and patted his palms, "Quiet, quiet..."
Everyone in the house calmed down, and a servant wanted to secretly call King Li Jue...
Before touching the phone, Li Jue was carried back...
"All stand up, butler Rong has something to say..."
Mo Rong stepped forward two steps, the expression on his face couldn't tell the joy or anger, turned around, facing the Yuan and the elders at the door...
"Since this woman is not a member of the Li family, she can't stay in the Li family after death, come, and transport her out..."
"No way, butler Rong, Miss Mi is the youngest woman..."
A servant stepped forward with a face of ashes, knelt in front of Mo Rong tremblingly, and kept kowtow...
Mo Rong glanced at her coldly, "Why bother with such a small matter?!"
The servant suffered a dumb loss, and was stunned for a while...
"Do you have any objections?"
Everyone sighed for a while, whispered to each other for a moment, and reached a consensus...
"Listen to steward Rong's orders..."
As a result, Mi Xiaomi’s body was carried out in full view of everyone...
"Young Master Huang didn't mention this matter, and no one is allowed to mention it again!"
After Uncle Rong dropped these words, the meteor departed in a stride...
Behind him, followed by the proud Li Juemin and the thoughtful Gui Qi...
In the suburbs, in a private villa...
Mo Rong's face was cold, and his eyes gloomily swept across Li Juemin and Gui Qi...
"You are so courageous, how dare you make an opinion?!"
Li Jueming smiled coldly, "Don't forget, Steward Rong, you have a part in this matter, not to mention, I can see that you also want us to do this..."
Uncle Rong's body stiffened slightly, and his eyes looked at Li Juemin with complicated eyes...
Li Jue lighted a cigar leisurely and took a deep breath with interest...
"Uncle Rong, don’t look at me like this. You care about Mi Xiaomi’s affairs in a hurry. Mi Mi told me. You don’t want Mi Xiaomi to be tortured by the Emperor Li Jue all the time. Mi Mi said it word by word. Listen to me..."
Mo Rong's shoulder puckered slightly, his eyes instantly became cold...
"Do you use Mi Mi?"
"I can't talk about using it, at most, it can only be regarded as your wish, Uncle Rong, she, isn't she really your illegitimate daughter?"
Li Jue glanced at the fucking Mi Xiaomi. At this moment, a doctor is doing her rescue...
Mo Rong's complexion became more and more green.
"My business, it's not your turn to ask! I warn you that you are not allowed to make her idea in the future!"
"Tsk tusk, are you not confiding yourself? Mi Mi grew up with you, and you are not so nervous..."
Li Jueming smiled and spit out another breath of smoke. It seems that everyone is the same. Once there is emotional bondage, whether it is family affection or love, it will become fragile.
"Huh!" Mo Rong snorted from his nostrils, walked to the bed coldly, sat down, and held Mi Xiaomi's cold hand.
"Why is she still not awake?" His eyes shot at the doctor on his side like a sharp blade.
"Master Ming used the latest experimental medicine for Miss Mi. We have given her a first-aid injection. According to the instructions, she should wake up after three hours..."
"Experimental drugs?!" Mo Rong's face was green...
Suddenly, a gust of wind swirled to Li Jueming's side, stretched out his hand, and clasped his neck...
"You actually use her as a guinea pig?!"