As Shengge listened to the low roar inside, her palms clenched tighter and tighter.
But when she looked at Lu Shiyi, her face was still cold and without warmth, "Do you think I went too far?"
Lu Shiyi knelt down on the spot, "That's not what I meant. Miss took Chinese medicine last night. It's right to want to return the pain today, but I know that Miss Feng doesn't really want to kill Mr. Feng."
Hearing what he said, Shengge herself felt much better.
She thought for a while and looked at Qi Qi, "Go to the old house and bring Li Fei here. Move quickly."
"Yes, miss."
Seventeen set off quickly.
The remaining people were still listening at the basement door. The low roars and struggles were getting stronger and stronger, and they were on the verge of despair.
Even the tall and tall bodyguards could hardly stand listening to it, and they even felt that this was a cruel hearing torture for them.
After another ten minutes, Shengge finally spoke.
"Open the door and go to the refrigerator to mix a bucket of ice water and bring it over to help him get rid of the fire."
The bodyguards were stunned for a moment, then obediently followed Shengge's instructions and went to get some ice cubes and mix them with a bucket of water.
There was a squeak.
The door to the basement opened, and a little bit of light came in. The light stretched the shadow of Feng Yunian in the middle long and narrow.
Feng Yunian lay on the floor and curled up, just like a baby in its mother's belly.
The floor beneath him was soaked with sweat, and his hair was wet with sweat. His forehead drooped like a helpless and pitiful big dog after being injured.
During this hour, he had been struggling until he lost all strength. His whole body was still shaking violently and his face was frighteningly red.
Feeling the dazzling light shining on his eyelids, he struggled to raise his eyes.
In the blur, I saw a slender and familiar figure in the backlight.
Almost without thinking, he shook his hands, stretched out his eyes longingly towards the figure, and said in a hoarse voice, "Shengge...I, I'm so...uncomfortable..."
The Chinese medicine made her feel so uncomfortable last night, and he felt very distressed when he saw it.
Today, if he returns it to her, will she feel better?
Could it offset a little of her dislike for him?
His hands were shaking violently, but he still stubbornly wanted to touch the figure. It seemed to be very close, and he felt like he could reach out and touch it.
But it feels far away, like the distance between two people is a barrier that can never be crossed.
Because he was facing the backlight, he couldn't see Shengge's expression, but he could feel the coldness coming from her body.
The intense coldness made his heart throb and hurt, a hundred times more uncomfortable than when the medicine took effect.
Shengge was quiet, looking at him from a distance, motionless.
Noticing that Feng Yunian's eyes had never left her body since she opened her eyes, her eyes trembled slightly but she didn't say anything.
And Feng Yunian was still waiting, waiting for her to say even a little bit of pity.
However, what awaited him was Lu Shiba's head being poured water mixed with ice.
His originally hot body couldn't withstand the sudden huge temperature difference. The bucket of ice water chilled his bones. His whole body shivered even more violently, his teeth chattered with the cold, and his consciousness began to drift uncontrollably.
"Lu Shiba, who asked you to pour it directly on his head!"
Shengge's hand holding the armrest of the chair tightened suddenly.