Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

Controlling her unnatural feelings, Mu Qinghuan looked at Nangong Ling with a smile that was like flowers, "What do you mean by thinking too much? You are referring to your Fourth Brother."

"Don't deny it …" You care so much about my wound, if it's not heartache, what else could it be? " After eating a few mouthfuls of rice, Feng Cheng and Mu Qinghuan decided to exchange their plates.

This action, only the most intimate of people could do it …

"You … "What's the matter?" Mu Qinghuan watched as her own plate was carried away, then watched as Feng Cheng gave his meat to her, and suddenly stopped eating. He held his chopsticks dry, and not only was he being sized up by Nangong Ling, he was also being measured by the other employees.

"Didn't you tell me to be a vegetarian? I'll listen to you. I don't want to make you worry." Touching his chin, Feng Cheng was extremely pleased.

"It's not heartache, it's guilt …" As Mu Qinghuan's voice fell, the smile on her face that was brimming with happiness, immediately withered.

Yes, Feng Cheng was unhappy, because his current identity was extremely awkward. He, the third young master, was anxious to get the upper hand, but Mu Qinghuan did not recognize him.

Not only that, Hei Juesi, the main wife, would appear from time to time. She spoke a few harsh words, anxious to bring Mu Qinghuan back to France.

This meal was really unbearable.

Feng Cheng tugged on his tie, as though he was trying to pull out a wound, and immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.

"His acting is so realistic …" Even Nangong Ling applauded Feng Cheng.

She almost forgot that Feng Cheng was extremely scheming, and only knew how to push others into a pit of fire.

Mu Qinghuan decided that she might as well not eat anymore. She stood up, carried her dining plate and quickly walked to the closing area, then turned around and left.

"Fourth Brother, chase it quickly!" Completely watching the show, Nangong Ling accidentally swatted at Feng Cheng's wound.

Feng Cheng sat there coldly, not paying any attention to his wound anymore, as if he was really putting on an act. Only the corners of his mouth were slightly pale, and his face revealed obvious exhaustion.

Last night, after staying up all night, coupled with the morning's rain, Feng Cheng's beautiful cold was something he refused to tell anyone about. He also didn't take any medicine, so he just stayed in the PR Department and didn't leave.

From time to time, Feng Cheng would raise his head to glance at the nearby Mu Qinghuan before lowering his head to work once more.

"Fourth Brother, your head is so hot …" It was Nangong Ling who accidentally discovered Feng Cheng's abnormality.

"I'm fine …" After cleaning up the documents, Feng Cheng put on the brush case.

"Why are you still saying that it's alright? You must be burning up!" When Nangong Ling looked carefully at Feng Cheng's expression again, he was suddenly shocked. This brat didn't even know how to take care of himself when he's sick, so he had to endure it.

"I'm really fine …" Furthermore, to Feng Cheng, this kind of injury wasn't even considered a light injury; it was just an illness that came as a landslide. In addition, although the cold was not severe, it was the most uncomfortable one, thus when Feng Cheng passed by Mu Qinghuan's table, his entire body swayed backwards, and he almost fell to the ground.

In a moment of desperation, Mu Qinghuan supported Feng Cheng and gave him a glance, but later on, she felt that Feng Cheng was acting, so she let go of his hands.

After stabilizing his body, Feng Cheng stood in front of Mu Qinghuan, "What do you mean by letting me go in the morning?"

"My meaning is already clear enough, I'm a woman with a family …" When she opened her mouth, Mu Qinghuan wanted to bite off her tongue, but she actually spoke nonsense with him, and then said in a neutral tone: "It's time for work, I don't want to talk about personal matters with you."

In the end, Feng Cheng turned around and announced to the rest, "Everyone, get out for today's public relations break!"

"…" Everyone was speechless. They thought that Feng Cheng was just joking, but then looked at each other, and stood still.

"Fourth Brother, can you not obstruct me from handling the case?" Due to Yan Naier's accident, the case had already been delayed for three days. Nangong Ling felt that Feng Cheng did not have the consciousness of a death god at all, the most important thing right now was not to chase after his ex-wife, but to find the culprit.

But using Feng Cheng's words, it was, "I can't wait!"

In his life, there were too many accidents. No one knew when these accidents would happen, and he did not want to miss even a second of time he had with Mu Qinghuan!

"Everyone, get off work! Everyone was stunned? " After Feng Cheng opened his mouth and roared again, no one dared to waste time, and all of them sprinted out while holding their documents.

Although the Fourth Brother said that they would be giving everyone a holiday today, everyone still felt that it was unbelievable.

Mo Tian had always worked hard, and taking a vacation was unbearable. Maybe tomorrow, Fourth Brother would let everyone finish the two days of work, so it would be better for them to go home and work overtime.

After the group of people left, only Feng Cheng and Mu Qinghuan remained in the entire PR Department.

"It's time to get off work …" Feng Cheng blocked the way, "Why did you let me go when I blocked your way in the morning? What's wrong, you really want to accept Hei Juesi? Do you really want to pretend that you are playing with him? "

"This is my personal matter …" With her arms crossed, Mu Qinghuan gave Feng Cheng a heavy glance, "You're just my ex-husband. You have no right to interfere in my current romantic life."

Hei Juesi was right, Feng Cheng would only lie to her …

She hid from him in France, covered in wounds, and when she returned, she reunited with him. Wasn't that too despicable?

"Just say one thing, Hei Juesi is stronger than me, and I'll accept it." Gritting his teeth, Feng Cheng grabbed onto Mu Qinghuan's lower jaw!

"Other than you, Feng Cheng, no one else has made me cry so many times!" She would not cry now.

It wasn't that he didn't want to cry, but every time he felt sad, he wouldn't be able to cry.

This meant that he had really hurt her too much.

Every time when he thought that he could reach out and touch her, he would reject her again and again …

"Every time you don't want me … This last time, it was I, Mu Qinghuan, who didn't want you, wasn't it very fair? " Mu Qinghuan choked with sobs, then said in a low voice, "The past is already the past, we are just like you and Qiao Wennuan back then, we can't go back anymore."

"Mu Qinghuan, you will cry for me …" Feng Cheng immediately held down Mu Qinghuan's palm, firmly covering her own wound, "Furthermore, you are not Qiao Wennuan, Mu Qinghuan, you are my, Feng Cheng's, most beloved woman …"

Mu Qinghuan, you are the woman that I, Feng Cheng, love the most …

"Really?" Mu Qinghuan asked in a funny manner, "Then, compared to Feng's, do you love me more, or do you love your power?"

Hearing this, Feng Cheng squinted his deep eyes and stared at Mu Qinghuan's expression without blinking.

"You've always loved the company..." Finished, Mu Qinghuan flung Feng Cheng away.

At the same time, Feng Cheng embraced Mu Qinghuan from behind him, and said with a tone that had never been this certain before, "I love you … That's why I want to obtain it, and not leave Xinxin's side! "

Mu Qinghuan still did not believe him.

However, in the next second, she discovered that her hands were covered in a pool of blood, causing her to panic …

"Feng … Cheng …!"