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After hanging up the phone, Mo Shiqian tossed his mobile back onto the coffee table and said with half-closed eyes in a faint voice, "Help me push the wheelchair over."
At home, he can do without a wheelchair, but it is necessary when going out.
Chi Huan looked at him for a while, then removed the blanket from herself, stood up without a word, and went to where the wheelchair was placed.
Even though it was late at night and in the midst of winter, the bodyguard and his subordinates arrived quickly.
In the half-hour wait, Chi Huan had already gone upstairs to organize the luggage and documents that she should have sorted out earlier, but hadn't.
The bodyguard carried the suitcase downstairs.
She followed them down.
Mo Shiqian watched her and glanced at the bodyguard carrying the suitcase, giving a muted instruction, "You guys go out and wait."
"Okay, Mr. Mo."
The bodyguard carrying the suitcase went out first, and waited outside the door.
