Chapter 800 Even her identity is fake
Half the thing was taken out, without reading a word, it was stuffed back again.
Mo Tingshen placed the document on Bo Yanqing's bedside table, glanced at it briefly, and saw that there was no room for him anymore, so he planned to go back.
When he came back the next morning, Bo Yanqing was already awake, leaning on the bedside, holding something he pulled out of the document bag.
“Knock knock.”
Mo Ting leaned deeply against the door and knocked twice symbolically.
He carried the breakfast packaged by the hotel in his hand, put it on the small table, pushed it to the bed, and took a bowl and spoon to serve the porridge.
Glanced at the thing in Bo Yanqing's hand, "I almost couldn't help but peek at it last night. What was it?"
Bo Yanqing's face was not pretty. He had just undergone surgery, and his face was There was not much blood in his eyes, but his bloodshot eyes did not look like he was tired after surgery.
He sneered and threw the thing on the bedside table, but missed his head and fell to the ground.
Mo Ting bent down to pick it up and was stunned for a moment when he saw the marriage certificate.
The names above are Ye Hannian and Nan Nan.
But Nan Nan’s face is that of Nan Jiaojiao.
"What do you mean?" Mo Tingshen stuffed the things back into the document bag and asked.
Bo Yan said in a clear voice: "She even has a fake identity."
Mo Ting raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Help you check?"
Bo Yanqing didn't say anything for a while. If he wanted to check, did he need others to intervene?
Mo Tingshen didn't ask any more questions. He placed the porridge bowl in front of Bo Yanqing, scooped out a bowl himself, moved a chair over, and ate together with the vegetables. Halfway through the meal, there was the sound of high heels in the corridor, from far to near. Yi Qinghuan was about to knock on the door, glanced inside, and smiled.
“I thought I came early, but I ate them all.”
She also carried a portion of breakfast in her hand, taking it down layer by layer and placing it on the table. The space was full and there was no room for porridge. She saw that Mo Tingshen had brought a portion, which was enough for several people, so she put her own. Put that portion aside.
"I went to buy the breakfast in Yuyuan. I covered it for a while on the way here. The taste should not be affected."
As she spoke, she glanced at Bo Yanqing inadvertently.
The man was wearing a hospital gown. The vertical stripes did not make him look bloated at all. Probably because he was afraid of touching the wound, the buttons were not fully buttoned. The bottom button was loose and half of the hem was left. Covered in the quilt, the corner of the other half is outside the quilt, and the collar is softly draped over his shoulders. He leans back against the head of the bed, tilts his head slightly, his neck is stretched, and his collarbone is clear. When he raises his hand to pick up something on the bedside table , with his arms spread out, a thin piece of clothing clings to his body, vaguely outlining the man's muscle texture without any extraneous features.
Yi Qinghuan's eyes twitched, and she vaguely glanced at Bo Yanqing's rolled-up cuffs. Even the blood lines on his arms felt like the blood of a mature man.
She forced herself to calm down and asked: "Are you feeling better?"
Bo Yanqing responded: "Yes."
"That's good. I was afraid you wouldn't wake up on the way here. "Fortunately, I bought a lot for breakfast. I checked and found that these are all edible." She sat down and said, "Can I eat together?"
Mo Tingshen handed her a pair of chopsticks, " How do you know?”
Yi Qinghuan paused while unpacking the bag, then smiled, “I was there last night, did you forget? Then something happened on the 7th floor, and I was with a few friends. Stuck on the 9th floor, I have to wait until Lu Jinyang comes to pick me up.”
Mo Tingshen roughly understood from Yan Chi that there was a bomb and it was not difficult to dismantle it, so it didn't take long for the panic to be controlled before it spread. Yan Chi also paid for all the purchases last night.
I just remembered that Yi Qinghuan was there last night, "Are you scared?"
(End of this chapter)