C11

The scene in front of Meng Yuyan was like a bolt from the blue. When the phone was placed on the table, she could see the message notification from her screen.

She watched as Lin Muhan opened his phone with seemingly tranquility, hatred churning in her heart.

"Han, I know this new restaurant is pretty good. Let's go together tonight." Meng Yuyan carelessly combed her hair, and stared at Lin Muhan with a pair of expectant eyes and a light smile.

"Go find your friend to eat. I still have things to do later, so I won't send you off." Lin Muhan placed his phone at the side.

This interaction nearly made Meng Yuyan's lungs explode, but seeing Lin Muhan pick up the document, it was obvious that those words were an order to expel the guest. A flash of ruthlessness appeared in her eyes, but she still said gently, "Then I won't disturb you anymore."

"En!" Lin Muhan's thin lips slightly parted, and didn't even raise his head.

Meng Yuyan stood up and turned around, her hands forming a fist, her meticulously crafted nails digging into the flesh of her palms, unaware of it.

When she walked out of the door, the smile on her face had disappeared. With malice in her eyes, she gritted her teeth and muttered, "Mi Xue!"

Only when she stepped into the elevator did she remove all her disguise and quickly dial a number on her cell phone. "I want to know where Michelle is in ten minutes."

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At the hospital, Michelle sneezed.

After lying in bed for the whole day, she felt that she was going to get mouldy soon. She stood by the window and looked out at the scene outside. She didn't know how long it had been since she had seen the outside world.

Once a person had thought it through, they would have less trouble.

When she walked out of Lin Muhan's shadow and made up her mind to get a divorce, the world seemed to have become gorgeous.

He turned around and was about to go out for a walk when he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening. He was immediately followed by a strong smell of perfume. Michelle wrinkled her nose in displeasure and looked at the person who walked into the room.

"Michelle, long time no see." Meng Yuyan stepped on a eight to nine centimeter tall slender heels as she walked over.

Thump, thump …

The sound of high heels hitting the ground seemed to be pounding Michelle's heart time and time again. His first lover had come looking for him. Was he here to show off his strength?

"Long time no see." Michelle tried her best to keep her tone calm.

The corner of Meng Yuyan's mouth rose, and swept a glance at the ward, "It's really cold, you've already miscarried and caught a cold, to actually let you live in such a simple and crude ward, even I can't stand it anymore."

Mi Xue did not reply, she only looked quietly at the light blue dress that Meng Yuyan was wearing.

Light blue!

That was Lin Muhan's favorite color, and it seemed that Meng Yuyan would always wear this color of clothes when he appeared in front of her again and again after their marriage.

His originally calm heart was once again stirred up by a few waves, and a nameless flame suddenly rose up.

Seeing that Mi Xue did not say anything, Meng Yuyan was even more infuriated. She had initially thought of a method to ridicule her, but she never thought that she would not even answer her questions.

She really wasn't as easy to deal with as she looked!

Meng Yuyan smiled and took out a small medicine bottle from her bag and placed it on the bedside table beside the sickroom's ward. "Since you're also a woman, I can't bear to see you being tortured like this again.

"He asked you to give it to me?" Michelle glanced at him and said softly.

"Miss Mi is so smart, she should be able to guess it." Meng Yuyan did not admit nor deny it.

She could not find an opening from Lin Muhan, so she wanted to find the answer from Mi Xue. It was just that she was also disappointed. This feeling was completely different from when he saw her at the jewelry store a few days ago.

Could it be that they really …

Meng Yuyan did not dare to think further, but she had a thought in her mind, which was that she needed to cut through everything quickly.

She raised her eyes to Mi Xue again. Her gaze turned sharp. She took two steps forward and stood in front of Mi Xue. She was a few centimeters taller than Mi Xue in her high heels. In addition to Mi Xue's cold, her face was pale white, adding a bit of weakness, causing Meng Yuyan's imposing manner to become much stronger.

"Miss Mi, I think we need to have a good talk." Meng Yuyan stared into Mi Xue's eyes. "The one Han likes is not you, staying by his side is a burden. If I was you, you would have thought of ways to leave a long time ago."

Heh!

Michelle sneered, her lips curving into a beautiful smile.

"I wanted to leave, but he wouldn't let me." Michelle mocked herself.

Meng Yuyan's face paled. Mi Xue was speaking the truth, but when they heard her naked ridicule …

Michelle wanted to escape but Lin Muhan refused her.

She wanted to sit on the Mrs. Lin's seat, but she never had the chance.

What she was struggling for was exactly what Michelle did not want. It was like a sharp sword, piercing through her heart without the slightest hesitation.

Meng Yuyan used a long time to suppress the anger in her heart, and took out her phone while smiling, "Miss Mi, I think you should be interested in this."

Before she could take out her trump card, Mi Xue's face suddenly became deathly pale as she stared at Meng Yuyan's hand.

Following the direction of her gaze, only then did Meng Yuyan realize that Mi Xue was looking at her fingers, her lips curled up into a pleased smile. She didn't follow the steps that she had planned beforehand and actually forgot about such a beneficial thing.

"Does it look good?" Meng Yuyan straightforwardly reached out her hand and placed the ring on her finger into Mi Xue's eyes.

Mi Xue trembled unconsciously. The ring on Meng Yuyan's hand was indeed her wedding ring!

It turned out that he did not buy it. Instead, he gave it to someone that he thought was worth it.

Blood flowed unceasingly from his heart.

"This is something that Han specially made for me, it's definitely one of a kind." Meng Yuyan retracted her hand, and shot a glance at Mi Xue from the corner of her eyes, the corner of her mouth curling up to a smile of a victor.

Compared to her, Michelle was like Cinderella, a Cinderella without a prince.

She unconsciously took a step back until she leaned against the window, only then did she notice that she had lost her composure.

"Miss Meng, I'm tired. I want to rest." Michelle walked over to the bed.

She didn't want to argue, and she couldn't argue.

However, Meng Yuyan was not willing to do it, the phone quickly spoke, "Do you know where I went cold yesterday? We were very happy last night. "

Don't want to see it, don't want to see it!

However, how could Meng Yuyan allow her to do as she wished? She handed the phone directly to her, and a large-scale photo shockingly appeared in front of her.

Buzz! Buzz!

His phone vibrated. Meng Yuyan glanced at it, then kept her phone and turned to look at Mi Xue, "Miss Mi, if you are wise, quickly leave this place, I can give you some compensation, so that you won't be able to get anything at that time!"

Mi Xue did not make a sound, while Meng Yuyan arrogantly left on her high heels.

The sickroom regained its tranquility. Michelle was lying on the sickbed with a thick blanket covering her, but she still felt cold.

Last night, he and Meng Yuyan had a Spring Festival Gala.

The so called "taking care of him" was just a lie that Xu Yansheng had meticulously crafted.

A dream was still a dream!

She thought that she wouldn't feel any more pain, but when she found out the truth, the pain was as painful as ever.

Pain!

The more painful it was, the harder his heart would be, and the more free and easy he would be when he left.

Leave, yes, you must!

At this moment, Michelle seemed to have sobered up a little, and her thoughts on divorce became firmer.

After an unknown amount of time, the door to the ward was pushed open once again. A tall figure walked over, emanating Leng Cen's aura. Michelle's eyes were closed, but she could still feel that it was Lin Muhan.

Her starry eyes opened, and when she saw that Lin Muhan's angular face without any expression, her eyes darkened. She stood in front of the window looking down at her, and in her hands was an exquisite box.

When she woke up, she sat down and put the box on the bedside table.

"Get up and eat something." Lin Muhan scooped up some congee from the heat preservation box and placed it into the small bowl.

Mi Xue did not speak, and only looked at his slightly lowered head. If not for what Meng Yuyan had just said, she would definitely have been overwhelmed by the favor.

Such tenderness was something she had never experienced before.

What happened to him today?

Lin Muhan acted like he did not see anything wrong with Mi Xue, he stirred the porridge in the small bowl and handed it over, "It's not hot anymore."

When she sat up, Michelle took the small bowl and put it into her mouth, spoonful by spoonful.

The two of them had a rare moment of peace, and Michelle no longer resisted.

"Have some more?" Lin Muhan could not help but ask after seeing her finish eating.

Mi Xue shook her head. Lin Muhan looked at the petite girl in front of her. Her appetite was really small, like a cat.

He picked up the small bowl and scooped another bowl. Then, he picked up the spoon and put it in his mouth. Slowly, he began to eat.

Michelle's mouth was slightly agape as she looked at the man in front of her with surprise.

Is this still Lin Muhan?

That was the bowl she just ate, the spoon she ate!

"The taste of the congee is pretty good. I'll get someone to deliver it to you tomorrow. Don't eat the hospital's nutritious food anymore." Lin Muhan did not seem to feel that anything was amiss. It was only after he finished eating a bowl that he noticed the look in Mi Xue's eyes.

He was slightly startled. He had actually done this sort of thing very naturally.

He must have been hungry. He comforted himself and put down the bowl. When he saw Michelle staring at him, he picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth. "It's not like I haven't eaten your saliva before."

Cough cough!

Mi Xue suddenly coughed violently. What did Lin Muhan mean by that?

"What's wrong?" Lin Muhan turned and patted her back.

Michelle shook her head. If he told her that she choked on her saliva when she heard his words, who knew what he would think.

When she recovered, Lin Muhan sat back on his chair and looked coldly at Mi Xue. His expression was calm again, as if there were some serious people in the air.

"Ting Sheng told me earlier, your body isn't in a good condition and you need to move more." Lin Muhan's words were as cold as the winter's ice, and their tone revealed a faint heaviness.

After a short moment of warmth passed, upon hearing Lin Muhan's words, all the cells in Mi Xue's body seemed to have sunk into a state of nervousness, as a pair of spirited big eyes stared straight at Lin Muhan with anticipation.

Would he listen to Xu Yansheng's suggestion and let her regain her freedom that she had lost for a long time?