But no matter how disgusted she was, she endured this discomfort. With tears in her eyes, she raised her head softly and stared at Xiao Ling's face, "I...what happened to me?"
?”
Xiao Ling said nothing, and Li Chen answered for him, "You have been drugged."
"Oh my God, I... I actually encountered this kind of thing. I met my high school classmates yesterday to attend their birthday party. I didn't expect them to treat me like this!" Mo Ran acted seriously, trying very hard to portray his pity.
Acted out.
Li Chen has seen many women acting, so he will never be fooled by such a face at this moment.
"Miss Moran, did you not expect that they would do this, or did you specially arrange such a scene?" Ye Feifei spoke first before Li Chen asked questions.
Mo Ran was stunned for a second, then he covered his face and said very hurt: "No, I...how could I be that kind of person? Miss Ye Feifei, you can't question my character, you can't say that I did it deliberately.
Then it was arranged. I am a girl, how could I ruin my reputation in this way?"
Seeing her exaggerated performance, Ye Feifei touched her chin and chuckled: "Yes, you still remember that you are a girl and you shouldn't ruin yourself like this, so it's not too stupid, right?"
"I...I..." Mo Ran bit her lip. She hated Ye Feifei now.
It was obviously her time to pretend to be weak, but Ye Feifei's few words here turned all her weakness into scheming.
I hate Ye Feifei so much.
"Miss Ye Feifei, I'm not you. I don't have so many ideas. I just want to be myself. Please...please don't question me like this again, and don't...use such bad words to describe me again," Mo Ran said.
He grabbed the quilt, covered his face with the white quilt, and started crying wildly.
The cry she pretended was not pleasant and made people's heads a little big, "Ye Feifei, not everyone is like you. I...I...I don't have so many thoughts, I...I just want to be simple
Be myself. Why don’t you always let me be myself?”
Ye Feifei: "..."
She won't let her be herself? This Mo Ran is really not a fuel-efficient lamp.
Li Chen also heard the insinuations in Mo Ran's words. He chuckled, crossed his arms and looked at Mo Ran, "Miss Mo Ran, a truly innocent person will not talk about his innocence. But... the Green Tea Party."
"Mr. Li...why are you like this?" Mo Ran choked with sobs, his face full of grievances.
Li Chen snorted and said slowly: "I didn't say anything. You are too sensitive!"
"I..." Moran bit her lip tightly, not knowing what to say now.
If the other party directly escalates her sensitivity, what else can she do?
"Since everything is fine, there is no need for us to stay with you in the hospital." Ye Feifei said as she took Xiao Ling's arm and turned to leave.
A trace of hatred flashed in Mo Ran's eyes, and she said unwillingly: "Mr. Ye Ziluo, you saved me today. I...I want to thank you."
"Thank you?" Ye Feifei paused on her feet, looked up at Xiao Ling, and said to Mo Ran for him: "How do you want to thank me? With your body or money?"
"Huh?" Mo Ran was startled, not expecting Ye Feifei to ask so directly.
"He doesn't need to promise you your life. As for money, what you gave him is too little."