Husband, Please Stop Flirting

"A shrewd woman has become what she is now because of a man." Si Wenshu snorted coldly and suddenly thought of something. His eyes narrowed and waved to sun Yong. Sun Yongli leaned down and leaned in front of the secretary.

"Young master, I'm afraid it will backfire," Sun Yong said hesitantly.

"Since Si Yeqing wants to recapture Si's family, I can't make him the next Muzi." a trace of determination flashed in Si's eyes.

"Good young master" Sun Yong always obeys the orders of the secretary.

In a hospital in the United States, pale wood wrapped in a huge black down jacket and wearing a mask walked slowly into a ward.

In the ward, Nana, whom Muzi loved, looked much better and ruddy than last time.

Muzi's tears suddenly fell down. She slowly took off her mask and sat next to Anan.

Her hand gently touched Anan on the bed. Anan was still what she remembered, and she had become beyond recognition. They could never be together again.

Suddenly Anan's eyelashes moved, Muzi's heart stopped, and her blood seemed to flow back. She quickly stood up and then looked at Anan's indifferent eyes.

"What are you doing here? See if I'm dead?" Anan said with a sneer.

"I......" Muzi choked.

"Put away your pitiful appearance. Do you think I will be cheated by you? You vain woman, you really make me sick"

Anan's every word was like a bayonet, which deeply pierced Muzi's heart. Muzi had no way to defend and didn't want to defend.

"You have a good rest, I'll go first." after that, Muzi left. The whole person's figure was speechless lonely. Anan, lying in bed, clenched her hands into a fist and resisted her impulse to call her.

Suddenly the door of the ward rang. Anan thought it was Muzi. He sneered, "why, what disgusting words are you going to say..."

After the door was opened, Anan found that she admitted her mistake. The goal was a very bright bald head, followed by a powerful aura. It was Si Yeqing who came.

"Who are you?" Anan asked.

Si Yeqing looked at the ward and determined that Muzi was not here and there was no place for Tibetans in the ward. He looked coldly at Anan lying on the bed "where is Muzi?"

"How do I know where she went, who you are and what to do with her?" Anan looked at Si Yeqing warily and intuitively thought that Si Yeqing's identity was not general.

"Debt collection!" said Si Yeqing and turned to go.

Anan hurriedly stopped Si Yeqing in the back. "Hey, what do you mean to make it clear? Ask for debt, ask for debt."

Si Yeqing slowly turned around. In addition to the kidnapping, most of Muzi's things were clearly investigated by him, so he knew what Muzi was doing for, but looking at the man's look, he should not know what Muzi had done, and he should have some misunderstanding about Muzi.

Does he want to help them solve the misunderstanding. Si Yeqing thought maliciously that Muzi had given him so many gifts. He should report it.

"Do you want to hear?" Si Yeqing's tone was full of malice.

Anan bit her teeth and nodded. Si Yeqing dragged a chair from the side. He sat on it, crossed his legs, and knocked the chair with his fingers irregularly. The whole person's length showed an invincible aura.

Anan was secretly shocked. Who was this person in front of her and how Muzi provoked such a person.

Si Yeqing told Anan everything he had investigated, word by word, in a flat tone. Anan's face became paler and paler.

"You... Are you serious?" Anan asked in shock.

"You can choose not to believe it," said Si Yeqing and left without looking back. Anan hurriedly went after her, but her weak body fell powerlessly under the window as soon as she got out of bed.

"You come back, you make it clear," Anan shouted with red eyes on the ground. "You lied to me, you lied to me."

The little nurse who heard the sound hurriedly helped Anan up, but Anan was obviously very excited and refused to cooperate. The whole person was in a state of madness. Finally, the doctor gave Anan a tranquilizer, and he calmed down.

In the evening, Anan woke up. At that time, another uninvited guest came to his ward. He saw the uninvited guest wearing a gray fisherman's hat and a camel fur coat. Judging from her figure, she should be a beautiful woman. Sure enough, when she walked forward, she was shocked by her exquisite face.

Unfortunately, Anan is not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful wind.

Feng ChuChu put his flowers on the cabinet next to him and asked, "Hello, where is the wood?"

Anan took a cold look, and then asked in a hoarse voice, "are you asking her for debt?"

"Also?" Feng ChuChu smiled. It seemed that someone had come here to look for Muzi. "Well, I came to ask her for debt."

"I don't know where she is, even if I know, I won't say." it may be because of the tranquilizer, the expression on Anan's face is always flat and light.

"Then I'll find it myself." Feng ChuChu didn't care. She didn't think she could get any news from Anan, but she wanted to see what the man who was loved by Muzi to do so many things looked like.

After seeing it, Feng ChuChu couldn't help being disappointed. In addition to growing better, Feng ChuChu really couldn't see anything special about Anan.

"If you really want to ask Muzi for debt, come to me. She did all those things because of me," Anan said, looking into Feng's clear eyes.

Feng ChuChu finally found the advantage of Anan, that is, these eyes are very gentle and warm, as if they want to make people fall deeply into it.

Feng ChuChu smiled sarcastically, "looking for you? What's the point of looking for you?"

Anan's expression stagnated, and then said excitedly, "injustice has a head and debt has a owner. Since Muzi did those things because of me, he should ask me for debt."

"Since you know that Muzi did all this for you, you should live well," said Feng ChuChu and turned to go, but Anan grabbed her wrist. Although Anan has been sick, he is a man, but he still has strength.

"Let me go," Feng said with a clear face.

"I won't let go unless you promise me." Anan's eyes were red.

"Dream!" after all, Anan is a patient. Feng ChuChu doesn't dare to use too much strength. She hurriedly rang the nurse's bell next to the hospital bed. Maybe it's because the action is too big. Feng ChuChu's hat fell off. When she lowered her head and picked it up, anan suddenly saw the ferocious scar on Feng ChuChu's head.

"Your head?" Anan asked a little dull, and her hands relaxed slowly.

Feng ChuChu picked up his hat, threw away Anan's hand, patted the ash stain on his hat and put it on his head again.