He originally wanted to say "I'm sorry" to her, but he never said these three words easily. Over time, such words have disappeared in his dictionary and cannot be said. He gently applied ointment to her, cautiously afraid that it would hurt her. When her body twitched, he quickly asked softly: "Does it hurt?"

"It's still... it's okay." Her forehead was covered with sweat, and she bit her hair into her mouth.

The wound on her back had been healed and the touch was very good. Mu Mingchen realized that her skin was delicate and soft and comfortable. He wondered why he didn't feel like this when he took a bath last time. Maybe it was because she was too restless that he was exhausted after taking a shower and went to bed directly.

The wounds behind him were all healed, and Mu Mingchen said with a calm face: "Front."

In front... the atmosphere in the room was full of ****. Jiang Lan refused to turn around and said shyly: "I will do it myself in front." Although she had feelings for the last time, she was not very clear after drinking wine. This time she was different, she was completely rational.

But Mu Mingchen ordered in a tone that was unresisting, "Turn around!"

She turned her body slightly, unable to lie down, but could only lie down and lean on the side. "Why should I listen to you, a villain?" Jiang Lan felt unbalanced.

"Don't forget, I have paid you a high medical expenses, and anyone who beats someone casually will pay one million?" Mu Mingchen replied.

This man's words are always so cold, making people feel ashamed. Jiang Lan's emotions are quite excited. She stood up, knelt on the **-, and pushed him out: "I don't want to see your disgusting face now!"

He actually dared to scold her like this, a ungrateful woman! Mu Mingchen snorted coldly, turned around and walked out.

After taking a shower and about to fall asleep, Mu Mingchen suddenly heard a "bang" sound from the next room. Mu Mingchen frowned slightly and quickly got up and walked to Jiang Lan's room. He thought she was already asleep, but Mu Mingchen entered the room and saw the water cup breaking on the ground, spilling water all over the floor.

"What's wrong?" Mu Mingchen saw her pale face and sat on the top of the **. She tried hard to reach out to pick up the broken glass.

"I...I want to drink water." Jiang Lan said to Mu Mingchen. She went to get the water cup on the dressing table, but accidentally failed to hold it firmly.

Jiang Lan stood up and was about to come to clean the glass fragments. Mu Mingchen brows seriously, took a glass of water, and then turned around and walked out of the room.

Although it was just a simple action by him, she saw the future.

At this time, Jiang Lan, like many women, was not hurt the deepest and most desperate, and always fantasized that maybe... could win back her husband's heart.

And now, even if she doesn't do anything for herself or for the closest person, she must give up her pride and please Mu Mingchen.

In the early morning, Jiang Lan woke up and got up to the living room. The room was too wide and felt empty.

One day passed in a daze.

She carefully prepared a dinner table for Mu Mingchen to go home. His get off work time was six o'clock, and it was already nine o'clock. Jiang Lan saw the cold dishes on the table and waited for him anxiously, holding his cell phone in his hand but did not dare to call him.

She was hungry and didn't move her chopsticks, still stunned, watching the time on the wall clock pass by minute by minute.

At about eleven o'clock, there was finally movement. Jiang Lan almost fell asleep on the table. She got up and went over, but heard the laughter of men and women rippling at the door. He originally wanted to say "I'm sorry" to her, but he never said these three words easily. Over time, such words had disappeared in his dictionary and could not say it. He gently applied ointment to her, carefully afraid that it would hurt her. Her body twitched, and he quickly asked softly: "Does it hurt?"

"It's still... it's okay." Her forehead was covered with sweat, and she bit her hair into her mouth.

The wound on her back had been healed and the touch was very good. Mu Mingchen realized that her skin was delicate and soft and comfortable. He wondered why he didn't feel like this when he took a bath last time. Maybe it was because she was too restless that he was exhausted after taking a shower and went to bed directly.

The wounds behind him were all healed, and Mu Mingchen said with a calm face: "Front."

In front... the atmosphere in the room was full of ****. Jiang Lan refused to turn around and said shyly: "I will do it myself in front." Although she had feelings for the last time, she was not very clear after drinking wine. This time she was different, she was completely rational.

But Mu Mingchen ordered in a tone that was unresisting, "Turn around!"

She turned her body slightly, unable to lie down, but could only lie down and lean on the side. "Why should I listen to you, a villain?" Jiang Lan felt unbalanced.

"Don't forget, I have paid you a high medical expenses, and anyone who beats someone casually will pay one million?" Mu Mingchen replied.

This man's words are always so cold, making people feel ashamed. Jiang Lan's emotions are quite excited. She stood up, knelt on the **-, and pushed him out: "I don't want to see your disgusting face now!"

He actually dared to scold her like this, a ungrateful woman! Mu Mingchen snorted coldly, turned around and walked out.

After taking a shower and about to fall asleep, Mu Mingchen suddenly heard a "bang" sound from the next room. Mu Mingchen frowned slightly and quickly got up and walked to Jiang Lan's room. He thought she was already asleep, but Mu Mingchen entered the room and saw the water cup breaking on the ground, spilling water all over the floor.

"What's wrong?" Mu Mingchen saw her pale face and sat on the top of the **. She tried hard to reach out to pick up the broken glass.

"I...I want to drink water." Jiang Lan said to Mu Mingchen. She went to get the water cup on the dressing table, but accidentally failed to hold it firmly.

Jiang Lan stood up and was about to come to clean the glass fragments. Mu Mingchen brows seriously, took a glass of water, and then turned around and walked out of the room.

Although it was just a simple action by him, she saw the future.

At this time, Jiang Lan, like many women, was not hurt the deepest and most desperate, and always fantasized that maybe... could win back her husband's heart.

And now, even if she doesn't do anything for herself or for the closest person, she must give up her pride and please Mu Mingchen.

In the early morning, Jiang Lan woke up and got up to the living room. The room was too wide and felt empty.

One day passed in a daze.

She carefully prepared a dinner table for Mu Mingchen to go home. His get off work time was six o'clock, and it was already nine o'clock. Jiang Lan saw the cold dishes on the table and waited for him anxiously, holding his cell phone in his hand but did not dare to call him.

She was hungry and didn't move her chopsticks, still stunned, watching the time on the wall clock pass by minute by minute.

At about eleven o'clock, there was finally movement. Jiang Lan almost fell asleep on the table. She got up and went over, but heard the laughter of men and women at the door.
Chapter completed!