Chapter 1623 The Little Fox Who Never Stops

He said closing the door, and the little fox took advantage of the few people, unwilling to give up, and stretched out two claws.

"Ah, damn it." Zhou Zihao was about to get up, and was rushed forward by the little fox.

"Bang" Zhou Zihao was hit by it and fell to the ground. The little fox opened its mouth and bit him by accident.

Wen Shui heard the noise, pushed the door in, and saw the little fox pressing on Zhou Zihao, the fox's pointed little mouth, biting Zhou Zihao's body.

Obviously the little fox was not going to let him go, just because of a candy.

"Well, you continue." Wen Shui took a half step back, saluted Zhou Zihao, slammed the door hard, walked out, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

While preparing the medicine, he said to Xiao Mohan: "It seems that the one from the Xiao family really doesn't save you any trouble."

"Prepare the medicine." Xiao Mohan said coldly, not intending to gossip with him. Wenshui shrugged his shoulders, prepared the medicine, threw it into the bathroom, and said to Zhou Zihao: "Take it, it will be fine soon."

After Zhou Zihao took the medicine, he screamed, and his abdomen was in severe pain, as if he was giving birth.

"It hurts so much." Zhou Zihao said, Wenshui stood outside the door, leaned there, turned his head and said inside: "Just like giving birth to a child."

"......." Xiao Mohan listened, his sexy thin mouth twitched, his hand holding the golden pen tightened slightly, and he looked up at Wenshui.

Wenshui stood up and walked towards Xiao Mohan, sat opposite him, crossed his legs, and said to him: "This young master has calculated that the poison in Gu Chengdong's body was indeed not triggered by the injury today, but a current poison."

"Yeah." Xiao Mohan listened and nodded thoughtfully.

It was consistent with his guess. Since Xiao Mohan could think of it, Gu Chengdong must have already discovered it, so Feng Tianjing went to Wenshui.

"This young master suddenly thought of another thing. Since that person looks the same as your father, Han, have you ever doubted whether your father was swapped when the Xiao family was in trouble and your father died tragically?" Wenshui pursed his lips, and his evil face was full of worry.

Since these two people look the same, was it Xiao Mohan's father who died that year?

When Xiao Mohan heard Wenshui's words, he put the gold pen aside, got up and walked towards the bar, took out a bottle of expensive red wine, and poured two glasses.

"Ring." His phone vibrated a few times, Wenshui came forward, looked at Xiao Mohan's phone screen, and said, "It's Zhuo Ji."

Wenshui took the phone and handed it to Xiao Mohan, took a sip of the red wine, watched Xiao Mohan answer the phone, looked up at Wenshui, and said, "He's here."

Xiao Mohan handed the phone over, Wenshui was puzzled, but answered the phone.

"There is a way, but it's risky, but I haven't tried it." Wen Shui whispered, holding the goblet and swaying it, the red wine flowing along the edge of the glass, forming a beautiful arc.

Wen Shui turned around, supported his hands on the bar, placed the goblet on the table, and said: "Yao Rong is not in good health, you need to be mentally prepared."

Not knowing what Zhuo Qi said, Wen Shui threw his phone in front of the bar.

Xiao Mohan took the red wine, poured it for Wen Shui, put it aside, and asked in a deep voice: "About the stillbirth?"

"Well, Yao Rong wants to try, Zhuo... doesn't want her to risk her life, Yao Rong has made up her mind and said that she must keep it no matter what. After all, with her physical condition, if she miscarries, it will be difficult to get pregnant again." Wen Shui said, holding the goblet with her beautiful fingertips, and couldn't help shaking her head.

"How sure are you?" Xiao Mohan asked in a deep voice.

Wen Shui looked up and looked at Xiao Mohan, took a sip of the wine, put the goblet down heavily, stood up and said: "To be honest, I'm not sure."