Treatment, he Yuheng (1)

Yang Lai opened his mouth. At this moment, he didn't even have the energy to think about how Meng Fu knew about this.

He had a lot on his mind.

He wouldn't tell yang liufang and yang zhaolin the truth. This matter involved a big family, and yang Lai only wanted to wait for Mrs. Yang's condition to stabilize before he came up with a perfect excuse.

He never thought that yang Hua and Meng Fu would have arrived before he could even plan.

He was thinking.

At the end of the corridor, the elevator door opened.

Three figures came out of the elevator.

The girl in the lead was wearing a long black coat, and her snow-white fingers were exposed, making them even more obvious.

"AFU ..." Seeing her, yang Lai paused and opened his mouth.

Meng Fu nodded at yang Lai and looked at the bed. She reached out and unbuttoned her coat. She took it off and her eyes drooped.