Chapter 553 He is losing Mu Huan

"It's just such a small injury. If I bandage it more slowly, it will heal on its own." Mu Huan replied in the most disdainful tone.

She felt a little guilty in her heart, but she insisted on telling herself that she didn't feel bad, it was entirely the man's own fault.

Feng Tingbei felt helpless in his heart, "I know why you are angry. In fact, I stopped you then——"

"You don't need to explain to me." Mu Huan interrupted him. A hurt woman will no longer believe a man's words, she will only look at what he has done.

"Xiao Qi——" Feng Tingbei knew that Mu Huan had misunderstood again.

"Where did you take Yin Jieru?" Mu Huan just felt that it was too tiring to talk about feelings with this man, so he should just do business seriously.

She should be content if she can be a good ally to each other.

"She can't die now." Feng Tingbei also misunderstood. He thought Mu Huan was still angry after scratching Yin Jieru's face and wanted her life.

"Don't worry, I won't kill your 'darling dead wife', I just won't allow her to face my old face again."

The few cuts Mu Huan made just now were not done casually. Every one of her cuts landed on the same spot where Yin Jieru had cut her before.

Now the places that have been carefully sutured are cut open, and will be restored along the texture of her facial muscles. Mu Huan handed Feng Tingbei a bottle of ointment, "Have your people apply it on her wounds every day."

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"Her wound won't fester, right?" Feng Tingbei was still afraid that Mu Huan would kill the woman. The woman did deserve to die, but not now.

"Are you so worried about her?" Mu Huan felt that this man didn't have any trust in her. She took back her ointment and said, "Then I will send someone to do it myself, so I won't bother you anymore -"

Feng Tingbei hurriedly snatched the ointment back, "That's not what I meant..."

He wanted to say something else, but Mu Huan was already fully armed and going to check the bathroom for any traces of poisoning.

Seeing that Feng Tingbei was still there, he asked him, "Do you have anything else?"

Feng Tingbei shook his head.

What else could he do? He just wanted to stay with Mu Huan for a while longer. But Mu Huan thought he was in the way, "Why don't you leave?"

Poor Young Master Feng had no choice but to leave the bathroom in frustration and return to the pavilion outside Songhexuan.

After sitting down, he felt as anxious as the weather in the summer and had no intention of working at all. All he could think about was Mu Huan's attitude towards him just now...

He felt strongly uneasy, he was losing Mu Huan!

In the bathroom, Mu Huan dismissed everyone on the grounds that there was not a need for so many people. Then he took out tissues to block his nose.

Sure enough, she had a nosebleed again.

She didn't know if it was because she was angry just now, but her nosebleed a lot, and she couldn't stop it even after using several tissues. She had no choice but to think of some happy things to let go of the grievance and unhappiness in her heart.

She thought about her children, parents and family, and finally she remembered all the tenderness and consideration Feng Tingbei had shown her, and her mood gradually calmed down.

The nosebleed finally stopped flowing.

Looking at the pile of paper balls that were about to pile up into a small mountain, Mu Huan thought that maybe he could use some other medicine to take it. It wouldn't be a problem to keep having nosebleeds like this.

She must not let anyone know that she will not live long before she catches the Gu Master. Otherwise, she will become a breakthrough point for the boss behind the scenes to deal with the Bo Feng family.

Lunch time came quickly, but Mu Huan's investigation made no substantial progress.

She had to expand the scope. In addition to the rooms, she also had to check all the places where Mr. Feng often went. This included the trees that Mr. Feng planted and the potted plants he liked.

"Let's eat first." Feng Tingbei was afraid that Mu Huan would be hungry, so he served her all her favorite meals when the time came.

"Where are the old man, Uncle Feng, and the children?" Mu Huan asked very strangely, looking at the round table with more than a dozen dishes on which only she and Feng Tingbei were sitting.


Chapter completed!