"You can't be saved, go to hell."

Mu Huan cursed loudly, but she shrank back to the small chair with a guilty conscience. She wouldn't admit it even to death. She was seduced by this damn man again!

Standing up quickly, she wanted to go to the bathroom and wash her face with cold water to wake herself up.

Then I heard Feng Tingbei murmuring in a low voice, "Huan, Huan'er, don't leave..."

Mu Huan hurriedly turned around and found that the man's face was obviously flushed, and even his ears were slightly red. Fine beads of sweat began to form on his forehead.

This is a symptom of fever.

She stretched out her hand and touched it, and found that Feng Tingbei's forehead was indeed hot. She took the temperature gun and took a test, and found that the temperature was close to a high fever.

But Mu Huan had no intention of cooling him down. Not only did he bring quilts to cover him layer by layer, but she also deliberately mocked him in the low, hoarse and hateful voice of an old witch:

"Feng Tingbei, do you know what kind of poison you have been poisoned by? The incurable 'immortal grass'! I only let you die so happily for the sake of Xiao Sen."

"Do you really want to thank me?"

Mu Huan said, asking the servant to bring a basin of freshly heated hot water, then soaked the towel, and applied hot compresses to Feng Tingbei's forehead and chest over and over again.

"Don't worry, after you die, I will take over all the property in your name as your legal wife."

"Once you owed me, you had to use the entire Li Feng Group to repay. At that time, I was the richest rich lady in the world. My daily pleasure was to cuckold you. Different styles, different models, as long as I am happy."

The more successful a man is, the less he can tolerate the business empire he created being stolen, especially if he then uses it to raise a pretty boy. Mu Huan's "vicious" words deeply irritated Feng Tingbei.

A line of clear tears flowed from the corner of the man's eyes. Mu Huan noticed that under the man's tightly closed eyes, his eyeballs were rotating faster and faster.

This is a good sign, indicating that he is struggling to wake up.

Mu Huan felt slightly relieved, but still did not dare to let down her guard.

She stretched out her hand to wipe away the man's tears, and her voice became colder and prouder:

"Why are you crying? Are you reluctant to leave Yin Shumo? Don't worry, I will torture her and make her life worse than death every day."

When Feng Tingbei heard Yin Shumo's name, his reaction became violent. Not only did his thin lips tighten, his whole body trembled slightly, and even his fingers began to twitch.

Seeing this, Mu Huan leaned forward, grabbed the hair on the top of the man's head, and said through gritted teeth:

"Don't be excited. We are a couple after all. How can I be willing to let you go on the road alone? Don't worry, I will let the entire Yin family be buried with you."

"It's just that I will send your ashes to the North Pole and hers to the South Pole. I will also put the most vicious curse in your urn so that you will never be able to love each other for the rest of your life!"

"Feng Tingbei!" Mu Huan spat out the three words she wanted to say most from her heart and lungs, "I! Hate! You!"

In an instant, Feng Tingbei miraculously opened his eyes!

The man also glanced sideways at Mu Huan, as if he recognized her, "Huan'er——"

He reached out to touch Mu Huan's face, but because his physical strength could not support it at all, he fainted again. But in a daze, he still touched Mu Huan's long hair scattered in front of him.

That smooth and soft touch is his joy!

"Let go!" Mu Huan's hair was painfully pulled by the man's big palm, and she hurriedly reached out to pat the back of his hand, "let go, or I'll be rude -"

"Oh!" The next second, she was pulled down by the man's rapidly falling palm.

It was completely inevitable that her lips directly kissed the corner of the man's lips!


Chapter completed!