To a certain extent, the more cold-blooded and cruel the reaction is, it means the more you care and the more you like it.
From ancient times to the present, there is a saying: There is no room for half a grain of sand in the eye of the beholder.
This sentence is not groundless.
And admiring Fan expresses this truth most vividly.
As a domineering, arrogant, arrogant and arrogant man like him, his possessiveness is so strong that no one can understand it. He can tolerate the woman he likes and challenge and trample his man who cannot be violated by anyone again and again.
Self-esteem?!
He is like a hedgehog covered with thorns. Anyone who dares to hurt him will immediately arch his body and prick the opponent indiscriminately.
Of course, her accusation that Mu Wanqing was stupid was not unfounded.
Any woman with a little bit of brainpower would probably deliberately keep a distance from other members of the opposite sex once she discovers that she likes a man. But on the one hand, Mu Wanqing keeps saying that she loves and admires Mu Fan, but on the other hand, she is always ambiguous with Wei Zhehan.
Unclear.
Even if there is really nothing between her and Wei Zhehan, even if Yang Mufan doesn't care at first, but as time goes by, who doesn't have a twisted heart, who doesn't have a dark heart?! Blow a slight breeze, splash a drop or two of oil, hate
The intention and anger spread wildly and crazily.
The gap between them is not actually Wei Zhehan. In the final analysis, it is just that one is too innocent and the other loves to show off too much.
As long as the gap between them is not eliminated, then... she, Shen Mengxin, can do whatever she wants and make waves as she wants.
Raising her beautiful and slender eyebrows, Shen Mengxin turned to ask quietly: "What's the next plan?! I don't like your procrastination in doing things. Finish it early and end the work early so that we can all have peace of mind."
When the man heard this, his thick eyebrows suddenly raised, and he whispered meaningfully in a calm voice: "What is the next plan?!"
**
Three days later.
Mu Wanqing was transferred from the VIP ward to the ward with the worst environment. Then she saw that the number of bodyguards guarding the door and the number of caregivers taking care of her food, clothing, housing and transportation were reduced one after another. She felt very uncomfortable.
She couldn't understand what Yang Mufan was thinking, let alone what he wanted to do.
All she knew was that he didn't come to the hospital to see her, even for a single glance, and that she was hungry and pressed the bell with her finger until it was numb, but no one paid attention to her.
Just a needle.
My back was injured when I hit an electric pole that day. I had to stay in the hospital for more than a month before I could move.
The pain was excruciating if she moved now.
Mu Wanqing turned her head and stared at the door, endured it, and finally shouted loudly: "Is there anyone? Is there anyone outside?! Can you send me a lunchbox?! I'm really hungry!!"
She hasn't eaten since yesterday, and the only thing that can support her strength is: a bag of intravenous drip.
After the intravenous drip was finished, she was so hungry that she went crazy.
However, she yelled loudly and no one paid attention to her.
Just when she thought she would starve to death in the hospital, a nurse actually brought dinner to her at night.
Although it was very light millet porridge and a little seasoned kimchi, Mu Wanqing seemed to have seen the most delicious food, and she was so greedy that her mouth watered.
She stared at the lunch box without blinking and whispered: "Ms. Nurse, could you please feed me?! I'm really hungry."
However, the nurse lady coldly threw the lunch box on her bedside table: "You want me to feed you?! That's right?! You didn't pay for it. It's good to bring you dinner, but you actually miss me?"
Feed you?! Haha~, just have your spring and autumn dream and eat it by yourself!"
After saying this, the nurse twisted around and left heartlessly.
Mu Wanqing bit her lip, forced by hunger, she raised her hand to grab the lunch box.
However, her fingers were not steady, and the lunch box was immediately overturned, and all the hot porridge was poured on her face.
