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Then, he reached out and touched his forehead. It was extremely hot and he seemed to be sick.

Mu Qinghuan was just about to call her bodyguard over, but she suddenly saw a pile of food on the table. A fruit plate, a barbecue, and there were even some hot and spicy dishes.

Did he eat chili?

"Feng Cheng... "Don't be like this after we break up …"

Actually, there was no such thing as right or wrong in a relationship. Love or not love was also not something that could be casually controlled.

When Qiao Wennuan left her, his heart was filled with hatred, but now, she had completely let it go.

"I hope you... "Better than me …" As she spoke, her tears rolled down her face in an instant …

It was not the first time that she was allergic to Yun Che, so Mu Qinghuan did not panic. She took a deep breath, and then, with trembling hands, she hugged Yun Che tightly into her chest, trying to warm him up.

Morning!

Mu Qinghuan almost did not sleep the whole night. When she lowered her head and saw that the symptoms on his entire body had improved greatly, she stood up, tidied up her clothes a little, did not stop, and did not look back at him again. She walked out of the room.

Just as he raised his head, he was met with a burning palm!

"You really know how to use time. He only comforted you a little after feeling wronged in the day. What, then you just have to think of a way to go to bed with him?" It was not Qiao Wennuan's fault for thinking so. Mu Qinghuan was not dressed properly and had just left Feng Cheng's private room, if she said that a lone man and a single woman did not happen in one night, no one would believe it.

"Miss Qiao …" You really look like a clown jumping off a beam. " Without saying a word, Mu Qinghuan swung her hand, returning the fiery hot slap.

"I, Mu Qinghuan, hate people who slap me when they have nothing to do. What right do you have to hit me with?"

The moment Mu Qinghuan's words fell, the anger in the bottom of Qiao Wennuan's heart grew even more. She angrily retorted, "Because you're despicable, you clearly separated from him, yet you still want to sleep together? Isn't that despicable? Do you think he slept with you because she liked you? That's because he's just treating you like a warm bed. If she wants to sleep with you, she'll sleep with you. Don't you feel sorry for yourself? "

"If you are so angry … Why, he'd rather touch me than you, right? " Seeing through Qiao Wennuan's thoughts, Mu Qinghuan laughed so hard that her stomach hurt.

"Didn't you say you were going to leave? Didn't you say you were going to get a divorce? I knew you still hadn't given up. Don't you find it laughable that you're tying up a man who doesn't love you?" Qiao Wennuan's face became uglier and uglier as she pointed it out straightforwardly.

"It's me, I don't want him anymore …" His indifferent expression was somewhat cracked, Mu Qinghuan's eyes dimmed for a moment, then he pushed Qiao Wennuan away and trotted away.

After Mu Qinghuan left, Qiao Wennuan still had not recovered from her shock. She took a deep breath, gathered her senses, and then, pushed open the door of the room, and silently walked in.

He was met with the pungent smell of alcohol.

Fortunately, Feng Cheng had not woken up yet.

Qiao Wennuan was sitting in the same position as Mu Qinghuan a moment ago, and her hands swept across that grave and stern face of her.

During this time, Feng Cheng spent less and less time on her.

The others only saw how he praised her, but only she knew that he only gave her a bright and beautiful appearance. However, what she wanted was his intentions.

"Your heart... Is it still there? Is he still there? " Qiao Wennuan's nose started to feel sore, he moved closer to the corner of his mouth and pressed them close to his ear, saying, "If you don't love me anymore, then I will dig out your heart, and then, you will always belong to me, right?"

Roughly ten minutes later, Feng Cheng faintly woke up. He immediately opened his sharp hands and saw Qiao Wennuan sprawled on the wine table, as if she had fallen asleep.

"You're awake?" Sensing movement, Qiao Wennuan also woke up and looked at Feng Cheng worriedly.

"Yes." While frowning, Feng Cheng stood up, but asked doubtfully, "Why are you here?"

"Oh, you drank too much, so I... I've been taking care of you. " As she spoke with a guilty conscience, Qiao Wennuan walked over to welcome him, and lightly tiptoed to help him put on his tie, "You are not the kind of person to get drunk. What about it, is it about the company or Xinxin?"

Intentionally, Qiao Wennuan did not mention Mu Qinghuan, and returned the question, "Have you been in a bad mood recently?"

"Nothing." He held onto Qiao Wennuan's palm and then pushed it away. Feng Cheng broadened the shoulders of his suit, and calmly walked out.

Although Qiao Wennuan was unwilling, her wrist was still hanging in the air. Then, she followed along and got into Feng Cheng's car.

Sitting on the driver's seat, Feng Cheng seemed to have thought of something, his gaze was indifferent, even though his fingers were fixated on the steering wheel, he did not make a move.

"What's the matter, aren't we going to the company?" Qiao Wennuan reminded her anxiously.

"Wait a moment …" Pushing the door open, Feng Cheng returned to the private room. He looked around, and then called for the manager of the KTV, "I want to finish making the video!"

"Yes sir!" The manager didn't dare to be negligent!

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Feng Cheng had returned, Qiao Wennuan's heart was in turmoil. Actually, she didn't need to lie to Feng Cheng, nor did she need to emphasize that she was the one who took care of him last night. But she subconsciously didn't want to hear the name Mu Qinghuan.

"I'm fine." After pulling on his tie, Feng Cheng turned the key and stepped on the gas pedal.

The car steadily headed towards the sky.

"Let's have dinner together tonight. We'll go to our favorite restaurant in the past …" With a harmless smile, Qiao Wennuan suddenly said, "Let's decide it like this, I'll give you a call tonight!"

The lanterns were beginning to light up.

At six in the evening.

Qiao Wennuan held Feng Cheng's wrist, and went to the restaurant they used to frequent, the place was not big, and was even a little run-down, but the reason why Qiao Wennuan came here, was to reminisce with Feng Cheng!

"Do you have to come here?" There was an abnormality between his brows, Feng Cheng said, "There are too many people."

"It's okay, I'm dressed like this, no one will recognize me!" Wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a cap, Qiao Wennuan smiled. She casually picked a seat and started to order.

"Boss, boss, why is it that all the things I liked to eat in the past have disappeared?" At this moment, Qiao Wennuan was a little anxious.

"Miss, our restaurant has changed its flavor. Although some dishes have changed their names, they're becoming more and more delicious!" The owner smiled.

"No!" Change it back! " Qiao Wennuan suddenly requested!

"Miss … Isn't this making things difficult for us? " This was the first time he had met with such a request. The owner helplessly said, "What do you want to eat? Tell me the specific side dishes and we will immediately cook them for you!" It's definitely delicious! "

"But I don't want it to taste good, I want it to be the same as before!" Qiao Wennuan threw down the menu and pulled Feng Cheng to another shop.

But over the course of an hour, after almost all the familiar restaurants, everything had changed.

"How can this be? Why change? I can't... "Always?" As she spoke in a flustered and uneasy voice, Qiao Wennuan finally made her decision, "Do you want to go to your resting room to eat?"

Wherever Mu Qinghuan could go, she would also go!

"Didn't you say that you were going out to eat?" You want to go back now?

Feng Cheng pointed to the side, "Eat, I'm hungry."

"Why can she, but not me?" Under her rage, Qiao Wennuan did not stop him from questioning.

For a moment, Feng Cheng lowered his eyes. "Eat, or not eat?"

Qiao Wennuan bit hard on her lips, not saying a word!

The atmosphere turned tense!

Until, a voice sounded from not too far away …

"Qing, Huan!"

Shangguan Xue Wei led Mu Qinghuan, "I'm treating today!"

"No, I have to go to class later." The moment Mu Qinghuan's words fell, Shangguan Xue Wei was already envious. "Master will give you a private lesson?"

"Yeah, he went on a business trip yesterday. I didn't expect to be back so soon. He has lessons for me tonight." Mu Qinghuan explained.

She looked at Shangguan Xue Wei as she spoke, but just as she turned her head, she ran into a hard bosom!