C5

Xia Nian Su's appearance last night was too abnormal. Although Sister Lin had returned to her room, she couldn't relax no matter how hard she tried. The next morning, she got up at dawn and quietly went to Xia Niansu's room. She found the door was still ajar, just like last night when she left.

Frowning, she gently pushed the door open a crack, and then saw Xia Xinsu lying motionless on the dressing table, one hand by her side, and there were actually some on her hand … The color of blood! Oh my god! It couldn't be that she was distracted and had done something stupid!

Sister Lin was scared out of her wits by the scene before her. She pushed open the door without a care for her own safety, grabbed Xia Niansu's shoulder and shouted in panic: "Miss Xia! Miss Xia, are you alright … Was it lipstick? "I'm so scared …"

However, when her hand touched Xia Nian Su's shoulder, she immediately felt the terrifying temperature. "I told you that I would definitely be sick! You didn't have a hot bath, did you? "It's my fault …"

While Sister Lin was blaming herself, Murong Feiyang appeared at the door with a cold expression. "Sister Lin, what are you shouting so early in the morning for?"

"Mister Murong!" Miss Xia is having a high fever! " It was as if Sister Lin had seen her savior. "Miss Xia was out in the rain last night, but …"

Murong Feiyang furrowed his brows. When he walked over to Xia Nian Su's side, the first thing he saw was the words that were written all over the dressing table: Big brother Yun Zhuo? You're already unconscious, and you're still thinking about your old lover?

With a cold glint in his eyes, Murong Feiyang turned around and left, "If she wants to die, then let her die!"

Sister Lin was dumbstruck. Since Murong Feiyang didn't ask for a doctor to treat her, she didn't dare to make the decision on her own. She could only move Xia Xinsu onto the bed and bring out some alcohol to cool her body down.

Xia Nian Su didn't know where she was. She was immersed in her beautiful dream and didn't want to wake up. In the dream, the tall and handsome Big Brother Yun Zhuo finally returned to her side, looking at her with deep love: "Susu, I'm back, I'm back to marry you, are you willing to be my bride?"

"I'm willing …" Although Xia Nian Su's eyes were tightly shut, he smiled and whispered, "Big brother Yun Zhuo, I've been waiting for you for a long time …" Come back and marry me, I... "I'm willing …"

Sister Lin froze for a moment, then gently shook her head. At this moment, the doorbell rang downstairs. She hurried downstairs and opened the door. Zhou Bo, Murong Feiyang's personal doctor smiled and nodded, "Sister Lin, Young Master Yang has asked me to see a patient …"

"That's great! "Doctor Zhou, you're finally here!" Sister Lin quickly stepped aside. "Hurry up and go upstairs. Miss Xia's condition seems to be very serious!"

After taking the antipyretic drug and applying the antipyretic needle, she hung the bottle on it. Zhou Bo also took the chance to take care of her sprained ankle. The unconscious Xia Nian Su seemed to feel pain and winced. "Don't …" Big brother Yun Zhuo, I … "It hurts …"

Zhou Bo was startled: Big brother Yun Zhuo? No wonder Young Master Yang is angry...

Looking at her sickly bright red face, Zhou Bo couldn't help but shake his head with a bitter smile: "Little miss, be stronger. The torture you have to endure has only just begun …"

Around ten o'clock, Xia Nian Su's body temperature finally dropped. Opening her eyes, she sat up. The great amount of perspiration caused her mouth to become dry. She had no choice but to force herself to go downstairs and drink some water.

In her drowsiness, she was already unable to tell what day it was, and did not realize that she had already walked to the front of the stairs. Following that was a step in the air. "Ugh …"

His wrist suddenly tightened, and his body that had been leaning forward was pulled back, falling into a cold and hard embrace. The frightened Xia Niansu tried his best to open his eyes but his body instantly stiffened. "Mu …" Mr. Murong? "Sorry, I didn't mean to touch you …"

The memories of last night were deeply engraved in her heart. She didn't want to suffer the same humiliation again, so she immediately withdrew.

"Be quiet!" Mu Rong Fei roared in a low voice as he carried her back to his room. He threw her onto his bed mercilessly and said, "You didn't wake up when you ran around. If you fell down and died, who would I go collect my debt from?"

Xia Nian Su lost control of her body. Her head hit the railing with a bang. She cried out in pain and became much more clear-headed. Gritting her teeth to hold back her tears, she explained in a trembling voice, "I didn't run around, I just wanted to... Drink Water... Mr. Murong, I can... Did you go to school? Tell me, I will try my best to do it! Please let me go to school... "

His forehead was red and swollen, his face was sickly red, and there was a twisted wound on his ankle. His eyes inadvertently swept across the table with the words "Big brother Yun Zhuo" on it. His eyes turned cold as he turned around and said, "We'll talk about it after you recover from your illness!"

Seeing that sentence as a permission, Xia Nian Su was overjoyed: "Thank you! Thank you, Mr. Murong! "Thank you …"

Murong Feiyang turned a deaf ear as he left the villa and arrived at the Paradise Club. Hearing the door open, Molly, who had just fallen asleep at 4 in the morning, immediately stood up. "Young Master Yang, why did you come here at this time?" What's the matter? "

The nightclub manager was in a trance, so Murong Feiyang never came to see her before noon.

"I'm fine." Mu Rong Fei sat down irritably, "Pour me a glass of wine."

"You drank quite a bit last night, so you should drink some water to warm your stomach." Your stomach isn't good to begin with, so don't make things difficult for yourself. "

"How dare you disobey my orders." Raising his head, he looked coldly at Molly before taking the cup and downing it in one gulp.

Molly smiled and probingly asked, "Young Master Yang, that woman …"

"Xia Yi Hang?" He saw the blood-red "Big Brother Yun Zhuo" in front of him. Annoyed, he climbed back onto Murong Feiyang's face, "What's there to talk about with that bitch? Disgusting! "

Nausea? Maurice obviously let out a sigh of relief. "Then you …" "No …"

"Don't mention her." Mu Rong Fei impatiently waved his hand and stood up. "Let's go. Come with me to the major entertainment venues. I want to see if those bastards have any more drugs to sell!"

So Young Master Yang didn't touch that woman? That's for the best! Young Master Yang had always loved cleanliness, so why would he touch a woman who could marry anyone? Morris secretly rejoiced, then followed her.