However, looking at Bai Yanbing's current expression, Luying intuitively felt that perhaps his emotions would become the biggest interference in the implementation of this plan.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The scene of her being hugged and kissed by Murong Qingzhen flashed through her mind unconsciously... Damn it! Why did he know that she was following his plan, but...
In his heart, he felt crazy jealous and wanted to rush out and kill the man on the spot!
He clearly knew that he shouldn't care. After all, he was the one who spent the evening with her last night, not him. After all, it was just a kiss. But... He couldn't help but care in his heart. He cared to death!
He couldn't even imagine how crazy he would be if she really had that kind of physical intimacy with another man behind his back...
This kind of thought just crossed his mind, and his heart was already so painful that he couldn't breathe.
Or would he be the one who pushed her into such a chess game and regretted it in the end?
"Azi, don't betray me, never betray me... Otherwise, I think I will kill you, and then kill myself..." Putting his head on the wallpaper, he waved away everyone.
He closed his eyes and growled in pain.
And just outside the door, separated by a wall, the green figure stood straight in front of the window, staring at the boundless sea view outside the window.
The sea breeze blew his handsome hair. After pondering for a long time, he finally turned around and walked to the sofa, took out his mobile phone and made a call.
As the snake king's waiter and fellow disciple, his duty is not to watch his master slide into the unknown abyss.
Now, Bai Yanbing's feelings for that woman have gone far beyond the controllable range, but that is by no means a feeling that a king who shoulders all the hopes of their tribe should have.
He must take countermeasures in time before things completely get out of control.
However, before he could figure it out, a serious crisis of trust broke out between Jiang Zimo and Bai Yanbing.
The origin of the matter is that maybe because of the unknown drugs Jiang Zimo put in Murong Qingzhen's wine, or maybe because he ate too much raw seafood last night, Murong Qingzhen started to show up at noon the next day.
Severe systemic allergy and persistent high fever.
Jiang Zimo had changed her clothes and was going to go out for dinner with him, but when she walked into the elevator, she noticed that Murong Qingzhen's face was red and his whole body was weak.
"Qingzhen, what's wrong with you? Oh my god, your face is so hot! Also, why are your hands so cold? Don't scare me!"
Jiang Zimo was so frightened that she couldn't speak clearly. Fortunately, the hotel's passenger elevators always had dedicated elevator attendants serving 24 hours a day, so she immediately suggested that she send him to the hospital for first aid.
"Miss, our hotel happens to have a car parked on the second floor below. This gentleman's condition does not look promising, so now I will help you take him to the hospital!"
Jiang Zimo suddenly lost her idea. She supported Murong Qingzhen's body and leaned against the mirror of the elevator. She didn't notice at all that at the moment she bent down, her cell phone had never been zipped up.