The corners of Ye Shen's mouth showed a warm smile.

He reached out to hold Tang Xinmeng in his arms, gently stroked her hair and said, "my little girl has grown up. In the future, father ye can't hold you anymore."

As ye Shen spoke, he tightened his arms and held Tang Xinmeng's hand.

Tang Xinmeng understood Ye Shen's meaning, so he snuggled his head on his shoulder: "father ye, you will always be our family, we love you."

Ye Shen smiled bitterly. He glanced at Tang Wanxin.

She closed her eyes tightly and her thick eyelashes hung like a clever porcelain doll.

His eyes moved to the corner of Tang Wanxin's eyes, on which there were still wet tears.

"When your mommy wakes up, apologize to her for me. What she just said is not true." Ye lowers her head and whispers in Tang Xinmeng's ear.

Tang Xinmeng nodded, shook his head and said, "no, if you have anything, tell her yourself. I don't want to be your microphone."

Ye Xie put her down, and then said, "OK, let's make perfume."

Tang Xinmeng also wanted to say something. Seeing that ye Shen didn't mean to continue, he skillfully replied, "OK."

Ye Shen went to the window and carefully observed the situation by the window. Only when he ensured safety did he reach out and take the Solanum nigrum.

Tang Xinmeng squatted beside him and said with some sadness, "I don't have much perfume left here. It's not enough for so many people."

"Then do it again and I'll accompany you." Ye Chen said.

"Don't worry about the materials." before Tang Xinmeng continued to speak, he took the lead in saying.

Tang Xinmeng smiled sweetly: "thank you."

Ye Shen stretched out his index finger and scraped gently on the tip of Tang Xinmeng's nose. "When did you become so polite with me?"

"Well, not next time." Tang Xinmeng said with some embarrassment.

As they spoke, they quickly threw themselves into the work of making incense.

Although the tool is not very easy to use, it does not affect their speed at all.

Mo Shichen stayed by Tang Wanxin's side. At this time, Xu Cong also replied: "Jane Youlian has been taken down and is now detained in a nearby dungeon."

"Treat her well, it's still useful to keep it." Mo Shichen said in a low and cold voice.

"Yes," answered Xu Cong.

After Mo Shichen put away his mobile phone, he turned back and said to the bodyguard in front of him, "look at how Dong Yazhen is?"

One of them came forward according to his words, put his hand on the tip of Dong Yazhen's nose and said, "boss, what should I do if I'm still alive?"

"Take her to the hospital," Mo Shichen said.

Ye Shen hurriedly blocked the way; "Later, this perfume is quickly modulated, untie the fragrance of her body first, or she will not wake up."

Several people looked at Mo Shi Chen in embarrassment.

Mo Shichen nodded gently before they carried Dong Yazhen in.

"I don't know if it works." Tang Xinmeng looked at the perfume in the leaves of Shen Shen with some uneasiness.

"Believe in yourself." Ye Shen patted her on the shoulder.

Then.

He rose and sprayed in the direction of Dong Yazhen with perfume.

Her eyebrows wrinkled slightly, but she didn't mean to wake up.

"Why didn't she wake up?" Tang Xinmeng asked suspiciously.

"Her poisoning is too deep. She needs to be sent to the hospital," Ye Shen said.

Several people listened to Ye Shen's words and quickly took her to the direction of the elevator.

The two men sprayed the rest of the perfume on Tang's late heart.

a moment.

Tang Wanxin slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Ye Shen with complex eyes.

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