Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

When Feng Cheng finished speaking, he immediately let out a mocking laugh.

Too cheap …

He felt that he was too cheap to humiliate her like this!

However, if one was moved by emotions, that was the way it was, it would be despicable.

He knew it would hurt his self-esteem, but he still asked to stay.

He, Feng Cheng, had never despised himself in such a way in his entire life.

But because of her, Mu Qinghuan … A married woman, he was determined to humiliate herself.

He and Lan Fei'er faked a marriage, and so he only gave Lan Fei'er the nominal Madam Feng for three years.

But what about her, Mu Qinghuan?

She played the real thing and disappeared for three years. She went abroad to study, but she couldn't wait to get married.

Mu Qinghuan was stunned, she had never thought that Feng Cheng would actually be so shameless, not letting go of the married woman.

"I … don't want you …" After resolutely throwing down those words, Mu Qinghuan once again reached out to push on the door, and no one dared to stop her anymore!

When Mu Qinghuan just walked out of the room, she heard a burst of "hualala" sound, like glass shattering.

Without even turning her head, Mu Qinghuan knew that Feng Cheng was going crazy.

The whole nerve is abnormal.

Following that, the room was silent.

No one dared to speak, no one dared to drink, no one even dared to close the door.

Finally, not even a shadow of Mu Qinghuan the evil spirit could be seen. Everyone looked at Feng Cheng's face again.

As for Feng Cheng, he looked at the Water Immortal with ridicule.

"When did you get here?" This woman, seemed to have suddenly appeared. If he had stayed at the clubhouse all the time, Feng Cheng would definitely know that there would always be wind that reached his ears.

"Fourth Brother, I'm just a newcomer … "I won't, I won't …" The water fairy shook her shoulders, almost falling to her knees on top of Feng Cheng.

"I've never seen you before …" Feng Cheng stretched out his hand and pushed her to the sofa, then pulled her hair, "Speak, where did you get this from?"

"I just started my first year in university, and I'm from outside …" "A person from a small town came here to take the exam …" Gritting her teeth, Narcissus felt uneasy.

"Fourth Brother, I've seen her picture from the past, it's exactly the same as now …" Di Erye lightly patted Feng Cheng's shoulder.

"This face, was it made?" Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to look so similar to Mu Qinghuan.

"No, I was born like this... There's really no plastic surgery! " The Water Immortal shook her head violently, obviously begging for mercy, because Feng Cheng's expression was turning uglier and uglier. He couldn't bear to make a move on Mu Qinghuan, how would he torture her?

"Deceiving the devil." With a cold snort, Feng Cheng grabbed the Water Immortal's soft body and scooped her up from the sofa, then threw her onto the carpet.

This was not the first time he had seen such a pretentious woman.

Some women were born to play, it was a pity that they didn't act.

"Who allowed you to do this?" Pulling apart the pleats on his legs, Feng Cheng squatted down motionlessly and pressed on the back of her head. The corner of his mouth held an ice-cold and cruel feeling!

Ah!" "Fourth brother!" Her long hair was disheveled and there were tears in the corners of her eyes. Narcissus was afraid of things, so she suddenly burst into tears.

She was crying.

This similar face was crying.

Ironic.

Feng Cheng ordered ruthlessly, "— Scram!"

"I know, I know …" Water Immortal did not dare to stay. She hurriedly tidied up her dress and left with her head lowered.

Everyone thought that Feng Cheng was just venting his anger …

Only Feng Cheng seemed to be deep in thought … This woman was not simple.

She deliberately cried in front of him to gain sympathy.

Everyone understood each other, and no one dared to mention the Water Immortal in front of Feng Cheng.

The entire day passed by in a relaxed manner for Mu Qinghuan.

"You were in France. What happened?" Inside the office, Li Tangyao was sitting upright on the large chair. After spinning a few rounds, he tilted the corners of his eyes and glanced at Mu Qinghuan.

What Mu Qinghuan said in the clubhouse that day surprised everyone. Li Tangyao still felt that Mu Qinghuan was lying.

"Mm …" "Some things did happen, but those things are over now …" Mu Qinghuan didn't want to mention it, but pretended to be hiding it. Hence, Li Tangyao became even more curious, "You don't want to say it, right?"

"I'll tell you whenever I can!" Speaking to this point, Mu Qinghuan believed that Li Tangyao would not press him.

"I know." Li Tangyao nodded and did not ask further.

Until she got off work, Mu Qinghuan received a call from Feng Cheng at the last minute.

Originally, Mu Qinghuan had already prepared herself for the flame war, but she didn't expect Feng Cheng to be there as she lightly said, "I cooked your favorite dish today, and brought the child here, hmm?"

"I'm in your apartment..." Pausing for a moment, Feng Cheng added, "You've been too busy these past few days, you should make up for it."

There was no need to ask, the key in Feng Cheng's hand must have definitely been taken from Li Tangyao.

Even if Li Tangyao didn't give it to her, in the end, since he could run away, and the monk couldn't run away from the temple, Feng Cheng would just go to his apartment everyday.

It was not like Feng Cheng had never tried to pick locks before.

"Sorry, I'm not free." There was no need to consider. Mu Qinghuan shook her head and rejected.

"Is that so? "Tomorrow then." Closing his phone, Feng Cheng glanced at the table full of dishes. He was clearly hungry, but he had no appetite at all.

One hour after the meal.

Very quickly, Feng Cheng's body had a red pimple. He was allergic to it, and it could be considered to be serious.

Looking at these pimples, Feng Cheng smiled, and took out his phone to contact Mu Qinghuan: "I'm sick, come and take care of me."

"…" Looking down at the electricity, Mu Qinghuan felt that Feng Cheng must have called the wrong number, so she reminded his with good intentions, "I'm not Tina."

"I am looking for you …" Mu Qinghuan! " Just as Feng Cheng finished speaking, he couldn't help but sneer, "If you're sick, go see a doctor …"

"A doctor can't cure this disease." No matter what, what Feng Cheng said was reasonable.

'Pa! '

Mu Qinghuan decisively closed her phone. With a thoughtful expression, she contacted Tina.

"He's not feeling well. Go and find a doctor." Although three years had passed, Mu Qinghuan still remembered that Feng Cheng had a private doctor, Doctor Wu.

This Doctor Wu knew Feng Cheng's illness the best.

"Hmm?" Tina could not help but raise her voice, "But, Fourth Brother did not give me a call? What exactly is going on? "

Not to mention Tina, even Mu Qinghuan was also extremely surprised.

Generally speaking, Feng Cheng was a bit like a man who would never grow up. His ability to live on his own was simply negative.

He called Tina whenever there was anything big or small that didn't require a brain.

Only this time, Feng Cheng did not contact Tina. He only contacted Mu Qinghuan.

It was as if if if Mu Qinghuan didn't come to take care of him, he would just stay sick.

This was forcing her to turn around.