No woman has ever made him feel like this - it hurt - the position of his heart hurt - it hurt so much that he couldn't breathe. Not only was his heart twitching, but his whole body was twitching violently and he fell to the ground. He wanted to reach out and hold Ning Yazhi.
His lifeless hand had no strength at all. On the contrary, he convulsed with terrible movements.
it hurts--
It turns out that there is a kind of pain that will make your life worse than death!
Tears slowly welled up from his beautiful eyes.
He killed her!
The huge seaside villa seems to be particularly lonely in the gloomy winter, just like its owner, giving people a feeling of intimidation.
Mu Chengfeng was sitting on a wicker chair on the huge terrace, holding a cup filled with a red transparent liquid in his hand. It was a limited edition of Laffey from 1980. There are only twenty bottles in the world, all of which are in the villa's wine cellar. At this moment
, only the last bottle is left on the table.
The sea at night was boundless. Apart from the navigation lights in the distance, all he could see was the roaring roar of the angry waves. The water splashed almost arrogantly onto the terrace and bounced on him.
Cold sea water.
The same coldness as his eyes.
The expression on his face was unprecedentedly decadent. The extremely powerful kingly aura in his bones had been swept away. The decadent look now made him look indescribably crazy, like a wounded trapped animal.
Nuo An stood silently behind him. How many days has it been? That day when he came back from Mushi, Mr. Sitting here, he drank nineteen bottles of red wine in a row, and now it was the twentieth bottle.
The clothes he was wearing were still the same ones he had worn since he came back that day, and were now wrinkled. He was a very mysophobic person, and he actually endured one dirty piece of clothing for so many days.
For a long time, Mu Chengfeng's cold voice sounded. After drinking too much wine, his voice was like a machine passing by, making people feel terrified: "You have something to say?!" without a trace of emotion.
If he didn't know his way of doing things too well, Nuo An would have thought that he was a cruel and emotionless man.
If the master had no emotions, he would not have completely forgotten his extremely clean and elegant habits. He sat here and drank continuously. He had not even eaten a drop of rice for many days.
Is your husband crazy? Does he really think drinking will make you full?
Nuo An suppressed the deep concern and worry in his heart and tried to sound calm: "Miss Ning Yazhi is overcoming the difficulties in the hospital. Sir, you arranged medical authority for her and saved her in time, so her life is safe."
Worry, sir, you..." There is no need to punish yourself in such a cruel way.
"Do I allow you to say these boring things? Her life and death have nothing to do with me." The tone was ruthless, as if there was no blood in it.
Nuo An's heart, which had never had any emotion, couldn't help but feel sour at this moment. He was obviously worried about Miss Ning Yazhi's life. Otherwise, when he rushed in, he wouldn't have seen his husband collapse and huddled on the ground with despair in his eyes.
And helpless.
Who is sir?
He is Mu Chengfeng, who is aloof, as arrogant as an emperor at heart, and who controls everyone's life, death, and destiny.
He is almost a man who is not only cold but also cold, yet he is helpless for a little woman.
Nuo An originally sympathized with Ning Yazhi, but at that moment, he couldn't help but hate Ning Yazhi and hated her for torturing her husband in even crueler ways than they did.
"Sir, you haven't eaten for three days, why not..."