he is intoxicated

Nan Hua struggled to open her eyes, but the room was pitch black and she couldn't see the man's face clearly.

She wanted to speak, her throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, it was so congested, she vaguely felt that the person was Mu Yan, and thought she was dreaming.

Not long after, Nanhua fell asleep again in a daze.

After dawn, her body temperature finally dropped and her physical strength recovered a bit.

Mu Yan came in from the door carrying breakfast.

Nan Hua smiled and said to her: "You worked hard last night, Ayan. I don't want to thank you for your kindness. I will be useful in the future. Let me know."

Mu Yan paused, then waved her hands and smiled, "It's not hard work, it's not hard work. I slept until dawn in the next room last night. Don't sleep too comfortably."

Nan Hua was taken aback, "Then who helped me wipe my hands and feet to cool down last night?"

Mu Yan deliberately kept things secret, and said mysteriously: "Guess."

Nanhua pondered for a moment and asked, "Is that sir?"

"That's right, I don't worry about letting others in." Mu Yan put the breakfast on the coffee table.

"But my husband told me that he was on a business trip, and he will contact me when he comes back."

Mu Yan smiled extravagantly, "I heard that you have a fever, sir came back overnight to take care of you, isn't it touched?"

Nan Hua's heart trembled slightly, but she didn't say anything on the face, but a corner of her heart collapsed somewhere, a burst of sweetness pierced her heart.

She thought, this should be happiness.

A woman knows what happiness is only after she has rolled around in a real nightmare.

In the past, she was someone who died of illness and no one cared about her, but now someone came back overnight to take care of her, and wiped her palms and calves so carefully, without sleeping all night.

Nan Hua suddenly remembered something, sat up and asked Mu Yan: "Did you see Mr. come in with your own eyes? What does he look like? Can you tell who it is?"

"No, he called me and told me to sleep in the next room and said he would come to take care of you. His voice is very recognizable, once you hear it, you can never forget it, so I'm pretty sure it's sir, and he There is a key card for this room."

Nanhua's curiosity became more intense, like a cat scratching her heart, eager to know who this omnipotent gentleman is?

Mu Yan also wondered, "If Mr. has an injury on his face, he should be healed after these few days, right? Why is he still refusing to show his true face to see you?"

"I don't know." Nanhua shook her head.

"Did he ever do something sorry to you before and feel embarrassed to see you?"

Nan Hua thought for a while and sent a message to her husband: Sir, no matter what unhappiness we had before, it is over, thank you for taking care of me last night.

After 10 minutes, the husband replied to the text message: Is there still a fever?If the fever persists, go to the hospital for an infusion.

Obviously, he didn't want to answer that question.

Nan Hua replied: I don't have a fever anymore, so I don't need to go to the hospital.

Mr.: Over there at the bridal dress shop, I have asked for leave for you, so take a good rest.

Nanhua paused, he actually knew where she worked.

After a few seconds, she texted back: By the way, sir, how did you know I had a fever?

Mr.: Let me do the math, do you believe it?

Nan Hua couldn't help laughing out loud, it turns out that the husband can also joke.

But a joke made him more down-to-earth, as if he wasn't so mysterious.

Afraid that Yueyue would be infected if she went back, Nan Hua didn't check out and charged another day's fee.

In the afternoon, Lin Mobai came with someone.

It was a tall, thin man who walked in escorted by two bodyguards.

The man was about 25 or six years old, with slightly curly short chestnut hair, and a pair of hanging eyes on his thin face. When looking at people, he squinted, and his face was gloomy and white.

Although he looks like a fool, he is dressed like a dog. He is wearing expensive designer fashion clothes, and the watch on his wrist alone is worth several million.

It seems that he is a bohemian rich second generation.

As soon as he entered the room, he shook his arm vigorously to get rid of the pressure of the two bodyguards, squinted at Nan Hua who was sitting on the bed, and said to Lin Mobai dissatisfied: "Mobai, you won't just be with your buddies for the sake of a woman." Turn your face? My buddy is also doing it for your own good, so I will add some material to help you have fun."

Lin Mobai's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Since last night, you, Geng Yan, are no longer my friend, Lin Mobai. I don't have a friend like you who is indiscriminate and acts out of control."

When the man named Geng Yan heard this, he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Okay, you are really a guy who values ​​sex and despises friends!"

Lin Mobai ignored him, and turned to look at Nan Hua, "Miss Shen, I'll leave it to you, and you can do whatever you want, without looking at my face."

Nan Hua nodded slightly.

"Then I'll go first. After you've dealt with it, call me." Lin Mobai glanced sideways at the two bodyguards, and said to Nan Hua, "This is my man, just tell them what you need. "

Nan Hua replied, "Okay."

Lin Mobai raised his foot and walked towards the door, and Geng Yan's yelling came from behind: "Lin Mobai, you are really not a thing! Your mother is heartless and ungrateful! You mother..."

Lin Mobai's back stiffened, and he turned his head slowly, his handsome face seemed to turn cold and gloomy in an instant, his beautiful peach eyes turned cold several degrees, he stared at Geng Yan for a moment, straightened his body and walked towards him step by step come over.

Geng Yan's heart trembled, he swallowed the rest of the words, and said in a low voice: "Mo Bai, you, what are you doing?" There was a little trill at the end.

He had known him for more than ten years, but he had never seen such a gloomy expression on him.

Lin Mobai didn't answer, he suddenly thrust his arm forward, and his iron-like palm tightly strangled his throat.

It was still the same handsome face, but it seemed to be a different person, and said sullenly: "You can scold me, but you can't scold my mother."

Geng Yan was so suppressed that his face was flushed and he couldn't breathe. He couldn't even move let alone talk. He grabbed Lin Mobai's hand desperately with both hands, trying to get his hand away from his neck.

But Lin Mobai's hand was still slowly clenched, and he didn't let go until his eyes were black and he was about to lose consciousness.

Geng Yan's body went limp, squatting on the ground, coughing loudly while clutching his neck, his back was already covered in cold sweat.

Lin Mobai raised his hand and lightly brushed his palm, took a moment to relax, smiled at Nan Hua and Mu Yan, and said, "Sorry, I scared you."

Nan Hua wasn't surprised. She knew early on that he and her mother had a deep relationship, so it was reasonable for him to make such an abnormal behavior.

Mu Yan didn't know the inside story, her mouth opened wide in surprise.

After Lin Mobai left, Mu Yan hurriedly said to Nanhua: "Lin Mobai's personality is too different, capricious, cloudy and sunny. No, such an impulsive and weird person is not suitable for lifelong companionship. It's better, sir, I I support you to be with Mr.

Nan Hua smiled and looked at Geng Yan, "Take out what you put in my wine last night."

Geng Yan's eyes slanted, and the two tall and strong bodyguards behind him obediently took out a small transparent medicine bottle from their trouser pockets.

Nan Hua stared at the transparent medicine bottle. There was no brand, no production date, and no products.

It's just such a little thing that made her ugly, her life was worse than death, she had a persistent high fever, and she was almost taken advantage of by Huo Beiyao.

Anger suddenly ran high.

Nanhua suppressed her anger, and said to the two bodyguards calmly, "Feed him the potion, take him to the next room, lock him up, and don't open the door no matter what he says."

Let him burn with firewood, let him suffer to death.

When Geng Yan heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Smelly woman, you dare to torment me like this, do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is?"

Nan Hua smiled slightly, and said indifferently, "Who is your father has nothing to do with me? Before you attacked me, did you consider my feelings?"

She raised her eyes to look at the bodyguard, and said politely: "Please do it."

The bodyguard listened to the order, and one of them snatched the transparent glass bottle from him and opened the bottle cap.

The other pinched Geng Yan's mouth and poured the liquid inside.

Geng Yan wanted to vomit, but the bodyguard pinched his neck and couldn't vomit.

The bodyguard took him to the next room, and not long after, there was a sound of cursing from inside.

Ten minutes later, the scolding turned into begging for mercy, wailing, and heart-piercing.

The sound insulation in the hotel room is not bad, and you can still hear it, which shows how uncomfortable he is.

Nan Hua knew that feeling too well, she knew it too well, like ten thousand ants crawling on the wound, it hurt and itched, life was worse than death.

"Ding."

Suddenly the message came.

Nanhua clicked on it, and it was from my husband: I called the police for you.When dealing with bad people, we can't condone and raise villains, we must cut the grass and root out.

Nan Hua raised her head and looked around. It's strange, how could the husband know this? Could it be that he really has clairvoyance?