C7 This Is How You Treat Your Benefactor?

She frowned, "I still have things to do. If you have anything to say, say it like that."

His lips curled up in a mocking smile, and his gaze was like ice. "Is this how you treat your benefactor? "Sister-in-law?"

Hearing his "sister-in-law", Mo Ke's face turned pale and green. She pinched her fingers so hard that crackling sounds could be heard, gritting her teeth as she said, "Benefactor? If it wasn't for you, how could I have lost so much face! "

He sneered. "If it weren't for me, you would have lost even more face by wearing that dirty dress."

"You did it on purpose, you purposely let everyone notice my embarrassment, then you act like a high and mighty benefactor. You, you're too despicable!"

"Not bad, not too stupid." He leaned back, his arms wrapped around his shoulders, making people feel that he was extremely domineering. His eyes were full of disdain, "However, he's not very smart. Didn't you notice that a lot of people are looking at you?"

Mo Ke glanced around and indeed, there were many people looking at them. A few of them were her colleagues, so it was unknown what kind of gossip news they were going to spread.

"If you don't want anyone to point fingers at you, hurry up and get in the car. Don't let me say it a third time." His tone was cold and impatient. Without waiting for a reply, he rolled up the window, cutting off the onlookers' line of sight.

Mo Ke gripped her fingers tightly and stood still for a long time. Finally, she compromised, opened the car door, and got into the passenger seat.

Mo Ke initially thought that this man had something to talk to her about, but after she got on the car, he looked straight ahead and started to drive seriously. Mo Ke waited for a long time, but she finally couldn't hold it in anymore and turned to ask, "Don't you have something to say to me?"

"Nope." Mu Shaofeng replied without turning his head.

Mo Ke could not help but get angry. "Then why did you call me over?"

"I heard that your car is still in the workshop, and I happened to be in your company discussing a business deal so I called you to come back with me. Is there a problem?" He turned his head to the side and glanced at her. His eyes were not as cold as they usually were, but rather very calm.

Mo Ke thought he was here to cause trouble, but she didn't expect him to calmly explain what he was doing. It was as if she didn't know what he was doing. Mo Ke was so angry that she could not let it out. She choked in her throat, stroking her chest as she reminded herself to be "calm".

Mu Shaofeng saw her actions in his eyes, and a hint of ridicule appeared on the corner of his mouth as he said lightly, "When a woman comes over to take a leave, her temper is indeed very irritable."

"Hooligan!" Mo Ke remembered the embarrassing incident that had happened in the restaurant, and her face reddened. She glared at him angrily and said, "I'm very grateful for the clothes you gave me, but that doesn't mean you can embarrass me with this!"

Mu Shaofeng sneered and no longer said anything. It was obvious that he was disdainful of her. His high and altruistic attitude really made people angry.

However, Mo Ke wasn't in the mood to argue with him, because her stomach suddenly hurt. Although her stomach would hurt every time she came on leave, the pain was especially severe this time, perhaps because she slept on the cold floor last night. She bit her lips and covered her stomach with both hands, cursing the mysterious man who harmed her over and over again in her heart.

Mu Shaofeng felt her strangeness and turned his head to look at her. He saw that she had curled her body into a ball, her hands were protecting her stomach, and her delicate eyebrows were knitted tightly together. She bit her lip with her teeth, and her face was deathly pale.

The pain intensified, and suddenly she closed her eyes and pressed harder against her stomach, her chest heaving so violently that the buttons on her shirt seemed about to burst.

Mu Shaofeng's eyes dimmed. He turned the temperature of the air conditioner to a higher level, then suddenly stopped the car after a distance.

"Have we arrived?" Mo Ke opened her eyes weakly.

"No," Mu Shaofeng said as he unbuckled his seat belt, "Stay here, I'll be back soon."

Mo Ke grunted and closed her eyes again. The pain was too much for her to bear, so she didn't care what he did.

In less than two minutes he was back, thrusting a steaming cup into her hand. She looked wistfully at the milky cup in her hand.

Mu Shaofeng's eyebrows twitched as his eyes flashed with a cold light. This was the first time he did something like this, and she actually gave him the cold shoulder? His face suddenly darkened as he coldly said, "If you don't want to drink, then just throw it away!"

Mo Ke was covered in cold sweat from the pain. Her hands were shaking as she held the cup of milk tea. Although she wasn't thirsty, drinking some hot drinks should help. She glanced at Mu Shaofeng's ashen-faced face and took a sip of the hot drink. It was a very familiar taste, it was Red Sugar Ginger Tea. She would drink this every time she had dysmenorrhea.

She hugged the remaining half cup of ginger tea, leaned back on the chair and turned her head to look at Mu Shaofeng. The lines on the side of his face was perfect, his long and narrow eyes were deep and dark, his tall and straight nose was exquisite like a sculpture, his thin lips were pursed slightly, and his expression was like that of an emperor.

A ray of the setting sun shone through the window and landed on his face, making the outline of his cold and hard face soften. Suddenly, Mo Ke thought she saw Mu Lianghan.

"Have you seen enough?" Mu Shaofeng's cold voice interrupted her reverie.

She immediately came back to her senses, pursed her lips and said, "Thank you for your tea. Adding the matter today at noon, I owe you a favor." "In the future, when you need me to return a favor, just say so."

This man was like a poppy. His appearance was enchanting, but his bones exuded a dangerous and evil aura. She could not believe that he helped her out of goodwill, which was why he had made his words so clear. Actually, it was drawing a clear line between the two of them.

Mu Shaofeng stared straight ahead, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, he said lightly, "You are quite meticulous."

Mo Ke heard the mockery in his tone and did not respond. Anyway, she had already expressed her intention. What he wanted to think was his business.

"We're here, get off." After an unknown period of time, the drowsy Mo Ke once again heard his ice-cold voice. Opening his eyes, he saw that the car had already stopped outside Mu Family's garage.

"Thank you." Mo Ke twisted her handbag and got out of the car.

Mu Shaofeng didn't even look at her as he started the car and drove towards the garage.

Mo Ke looked at the setting sun. The sunlight was shining on her and was warm, but her heart was a little disappointed. Everything that had happened in the past few days had seemed like a dream, only now did she realize her identity.

In the blink of an eye, five days had passed since Mo Ke married into the Mu Family. If she continued like this, spending ten years wouldn't be difficult, but it was a pity that things wouldn't go as she wished.

"Good night, Lianghan." Lili smiled at Mu Lianghan's picture, turned off the light, and lay down on the bed.

The room was completely dark. A ghostly figure flipped over from the balcony. His cold eyes locked onto the person on the bed and silently approached her.