Domineering is addictive, Boss don't mess around

Chapter 541 Begin to Doubt

Feng Mohan still didn't speak, his expression and eyes didn't change at all.

He didn't speak, and the doctor didn't dare to speak again, because he couldn't figure out his temper.

After the doctor and a few main players pretended to be checked, they left.

"Mo Han, is your body still hurting? You can take the medicine prescribed by the doctor after you rest for a while."

Yuan Qingqing acted as if the incident of his losing his temper with her hadn't happened before, and still stuck to her like a little woman.

"go out."

Feng Mohan didn't even look at her, and ordered coldly.

"Mo Han—"

"I don't want to repeat it a second time."

Yuan Qingqing's words were interrupted forcefully by him, and there was no room for discussion.

His aloof aura, which did not allow anyone to approach him, made Yuan Qingqing feel timid.

She still wanted to say something, but in the end she swallowed the words back and could only back out.

The place they are in is a villa, not a closed house.

And this bedroom is also a place he is very familiar with, but he still feels that something is missing.

Feng Mohan glanced at the medicines on the bedside table, and suddenly became agitated.

He didn't know why, but subconsciously resisted the medicine.

But if he doesn't eat, his physical condition will become very bad, the pain will appear and disappear, his body will feel weak, and his feet will feel like stepping on cotton.

This state cannot work.

Damn it... When will this nasty feeling go away.

Between Feng Mohan's tightly furrowed brows, sullenness and anxiety were hidden.

He put the pill in his mouth, mixed it with water and poured it with his head up.

After about 3 minutes, the physical discomfort began to improve.

He got up and got out of bed, feeling a little dizzy from the sequelae of the headache, and needed to rest for about an hour before continuing to work.

Several senior chefs stood at the door of the kitchen, and the servants were also surrounded there.

"What are you doing?" When Feng Mohan stood on the stairs, he saw a group of them surrounded there.

"President Feng, you're awake. Ms. Yuan cooks for you herself and wants to make a nutritious meal for you. The few of us are waiting outside. If she needs it, she can summon us at any time."

"Yes, Miss Yuan Qingqing specially made your favorite food."

These servants were also brought over by Yuan Qingqing, so naturally they would help her speak and match them up deliberately.

Feng Mohan looked at this group of people with familiar faces but felt unfamiliar in his heart, and there was an indescribable anger hidden in his heart, which could erupt at any time.

But he didn't want to be moody.

At least, if he was going to be angry, there should always be a reason.

Feng Mohan stood there expressionless, his aura obviously not easy to mess with.

Those few people didn't dare to speak any more, they stepped back wisely, and gave way to Feng Mohan.

He took a look in the kitchen, and there were many delicious dishes on the table, and they were indeed his favorites. Yuan Qingqing lowered his head, and was serious about washing the dishes and putting them into the pot.

These things were supposed to be done by servants, but she, the eldest lady who was doted on since she was a child and never touched the spring water, took the initiative to study, covered in oily smoke, just to make Feng Mohan fall in love with her.

But what Yuan Qingqing did, Feng Mohan saw it and didn't feel moved at all.

Even his favorite dishes were boring to him.

It shouldn't be made by Yuan Qingqing.

Feng Mohan always felt that there should be other people in this kitchen.

The feeling he likes very much.

My forehead started to ache again, if I don't stop thinking, I'm afraid that my newly recovered body will have problems again.

"Mo Han, have you taken the medicine yet? The doctor said that you can eat within half an hour after taking the medicine, please be patient."

Yuan Qingqing's eyes lit up when he saw him standing at the door.

Originally, she turned her back to him, but when she turned her head and let Feng Mohan see her face, her thoughts were interrupted.

The inexplicable impetuousness and anxiety that protruded from my heart reappeared.

Feng Mohan tugged on his collar, and said to her coldly: "Yuan Qingqing, come with me."

His tone was stern and powerful.

"Mo Han, what's the matter?" Yuan Qingqing hastily put down the things in his hands, signaling the chef and servants to come over and continue making dinner.

And she left with Feng Mohan.

Without saying a word, he walked up to the empty room upstairs with his long legs, grabbed Yuan Qingqing's wrist, pressed her hard on the sofa, and restrained her in an aggressive state.

Yuan Qingqing's hands were held down by him, unable to move, a little dazed, a little flustered, and a little expectant.

It is rare for her to have such intimate contact with Feng Mohan.

"What are you hiding from me?" Feng Mohan's sharp eyes looked straight at him, wanting to pierce Yuan Qingqing like a knife.

This sudden question made Yuan Qingqing panic.

But after all, she is also a woman who has seen the big world, and she has already made psychological preparations, and adjusted her mentality in a second, pretending to be innocent and wronged, asking back: "Mo Han, what can I hide from you?" ? I'm with you every day, and you know everything I do. Is it because I went out to dinner with other men before? That was just a dinner for the Yuan family."

Feng Mohan didn't want to know what she was doing with other men, and interrupted her impatiently: "Let me ask you, did I lose my memory in this car accident?"

Yuan Qingqing was secretly surprised in her heart, she really didn't expect Feng Mohan to be so keen.

But she has a lot of ways to lie.

"Mo Han, what are you talking about? How could you lose your memory? If you lose your memory in a car accident, isn't that the plot of a TV series? Besides, isn't your memory always there? You can continue to work as soon as your body recovers. If you lose your memory If so, then how could you start these tasks immediately? Moreover, if you lose your memory, how can you know me and the people around you?"

Yuan Qingqing continued to play dumb.

Feng Mohan did know the people around him, because he had met them when he was at Yuan's house in City B.

Therefore, it is also closely related, not familiar.

But that's enough of a lie.

"You're lying!" Feng Mohan growled at her extremely firmly.

Yuan Qingqing's heart stopped violently, and she almost showed her tail in awe.

"But Mo Han, if I really lied, then you can ask for proof. You can investigate. You can check people or find a new doctor, and let them see if you have amnesia."

Yuan Qingqing was not afraid of him going to the doctor.

Mr. Xu said that this kind of medicine will only appear when he secretes special hormones. Usually, no matter how you check, you will not find the problem. Even if some doctors find it strange, it is nothing more than thinking that he is caused by endocrine disorders.

As for Feng Mohan testifying against Yuan Qingqing face to face, he didn't have substantive evidence, he just relied on his keen sense and meticulous thinking.

(End of this chapter)