The door to the suite was not closed yet, but He Jiayin didn't know that there was a pair of angry eyes staring at her not far behind the door.

Eyes like from hell!

She supported An Jincheng with one hand and closed the door with the other hand.

The moment the door was about to close, He Jiayin felt something strange, but she was worried about An Jincheng, so she didn't think much about it.

Mu Zechuan watched He Jiayin enter An Jincheng's door. As soon as he entered, An Jincheng couldn't wait to hug her. Then the door was closed, and the two of them...

Mu Zechuan couldn't think about it anymore. He only felt that his forehead was congested and the veins on his forehead were pulsing.

Dog man and woman!

He's going to rush in and kill them both!

However, he knew what he would see when he entered.

He Jiayin was lying on An Jincheng's bed, wearing nothing...

He has seen He Jiayin's body countless times. He can see what it looks like as soon as he closes his eyes!

He couldn't think about the woman he loved lying on someone else's bed like this, doing that kind of thing!

How could he go and see it if he couldn't even think about it?

Therefore, he did not have the courage to break in!

He was trembling all over and couldn't even move forward.

He didn't know how sad he was, but it hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.

As much love as there is pain!

And then there's the shame of being betrayed!

Mu Zechuan didn't know how he survived.

He stared at the door outside the room for more than ten minutes, but He Jiayin hadn't come out yet.

He was completely disappointed.

Now, everything that was supposed to happen must have happened.

He laughed in anger.

He Jiayin, we are completely finished!

He laughs at himself for being stupid for spending twenty years loving a woman who doesn't love him at all!

I love a woman who doesn’t love me at all!

He is the stupidest person in the world!

despair.

The whole world collapsed, leaving him alone, standing on top of the ruins.

This is how Mu Zechuan feels.

He staggered out of the hotel and walked around the parking lot several times before finding his car.

The soul has left the body.

He didn't even know where he drove the car. After he stopped, he realized that it was "Gao Shen".

The manager had not seen Mu Zechuan for several months and was very excited: "Master Chuan, long time no see, what do you want to order today?"

"Wine, woman."

"Okay, I guarantee your satisfaction!"

*

He Jiayin helped An Jincheng to the bed and covered him with a quilt: "Brother Jincheng, I'd better take you to the hospital."

An Jincheng had a happy smile on his face: "No, I won't go to that kind of place. As long as you are with me, my illness will be more than half cured."

He Jiayin deliberately ignored what he said: "Do you still have a fever? Have you taken antipyretics?"

"I've eaten it, but it's still hot and cold."

"Hot is better than cold. Fortunately, you turned off the air conditioner. It must have been the company's air conditioner that gave you a cold." He Jiayin stood up: "But I'd better get some ice water to cool you down."

Just as she was about to leave, An Jincheng held her hand: "Jiayin, you don't have to do anything, just sit here and accompany me."

"Then how can you get better? I'm here to take care of you."

"I'll be fine when I see you, I'll be fine soon!" An Jincheng seemed to be afraid that she would leave, holding her hand tightly: "Don't leave."

He Jiayin sighed softly and sat back again: "Don't worry, brother Jincheng, I won't leave."

This man was so infatuated with her, but she couldn't give him anything.

Only by taking good care of him and making him recover will she feel at ease.

An Jincheng smiled with satisfaction: "So good."

"Brother Jincheng, are you hungry?"

"Not hungry!"

"You didn't have dinner, did you?" He Jiayin looked around. No matter how luxurious the hotel was, it was still not a home. There was nothing to eat here.

"Jiayin, are you hungry?"

"I'm fine."

"Didn't you have stomach trouble during lunch?"

"It's okay, it won't hurt if you don't eat."

An Jincheng became nervous about her: "There is milk in the refrigerator, I will give you a hot spot."

"Brother Jincheng, you are a patient. Please take a good rest. Can I go?"

An Jincheng smiled and nodded, lying back again.

He Jiayin took out the milk from the refrigerator, poured it into two glasses, and then put it in the microwave.

Two minutes later, when the heat was gone, she turned on the stove and reached for it.

She forgot how hot the cup was and not only got burned but also spilled the milk.

She yelled.

An Jincheng jumped up from the bed and quickly came to the kitchen: "Jiayin, are you okay? Did you get burned? Ah? Where does it hurt?"

He grabbed He Jiayin's hand and was extremely nervous.

He Jiayin was not seriously burned.

But she didn't answer An Jincheng's words for a long time, she just looked at him blankly.

"Good news..."

"Brother Jincheng, are you okay? Are you pretending to be sick?"

He Jiayin saw the clues.

How could a sick and uncomfortable person come to her so quickly? How could he be so lively?

"I..." An Jincheng was afraid that his trick would be exposed, so he quickly pretended to be helpless: "I was nervous about you just now, so I got excited and excited, and my head hurt again...

.”

He Jiayin put her hand on An Jincheng's forehead, felt the temperature, and then said angrily: "Brother Jincheng, you don't have a fever at all!"

"I have it, do you want to touch it again?"

"Brother Jincheng, I didn't expect you to use such a childish method to trick me into coming here!"

After being exposed, An Jincheng could no longer pretend. He smiled bitterly, yes, he is so naive.

However, in order to be with her forever, he would rather pretend to be sick for the rest of his life.

However, he still didn't want to lie to her, but he was doing it according to Tang Qiaoen's instructions.

She said that as long as he followed her instructions, He Jiayin would come back to him soon.

As long as he can be with He Jiayin, he can do anything.

However, his acting skills are not perfect enough.

"Since you're fine, I'll leave." He Jiayin was a little angry. No matter what, An Jincheng should not lie to her like this.

How worried is she?

She went to get her handbag, then turned and left.

"Good news!"

"Brother Jincheng, take care of yourself." After He Jiayin said that, he opened the door and left.

"Good news......"

An Jincheng was the only one left in the room, feeling empty and disappointed.

*

It was already two o'clock in the morning when Lin Yixiang fished Mu Zechuan out from the police station.

He looked at Mu Zechuan sitting in the passenger seat. Rather than saying that he was drunk, it was better to say that he had lost his soul.

"Drunk driving, crashing, hitting people, calling the traffic police?" Lin Yixiang showed a sarcastic smile: "Kawako, your nightlife is really rich tonight!"

Mu Zechuan didn't react at all. He curled up in his seat as if dead.

"Kawako, what happened?"

Mu Zechuan still didn't answer.

It took an unknown amount of time before Lin Yixiang heard Mu Zechuan's answer.

That voice sounded like it was coming from hell:
Chapter completed!