Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Aunt Li sighed: "The young master is in very good health. He used to be sick and swam in the cold swimming pool in winter, and he recovered from the illness the next day... At that time, we also tried to persuade, but it was useless...Young master is not at all. Don’t listen to our subordinates.”

Chanel can imagine.

Su Shijie himself is very machismo, he usually acts arbitrarily and doesn't listen to anyone.

"To maintain the current situation, even if the genius doctor Hua Tuo comes, it won't help." Chanel said lamely, "The doctor must have told you to turn off the air conditioner."

"Yeah, the young master will wake up as soon as you turn it off, let us drive it..."

"It's not okay to be hot and cold like this!" Chanel said, "Turn off the air conditioner immediately!"

Neither the servant nor Aunt Li dared to move.

Wen Wanrou, who had been wiping Su Shijie's sweat, turned around mockingly: "They can't afford to lose this job. Don't just talk about it, it's practical to do it."

Chanel didn't say anything, and asked the servant where the air conditioner was, and it was turned off with a "snap", and the heater was also turned on.

In just 10 minutes, the room that was originally closed quickly warmed up.

The servants took off their coats one after another, and the air was a little stuffy.

On the bed, Su Shijie's face was pale, and he moved hotly, sweat began to slide down his face.

Chanel covered the big blanket thrown aside and tucked it under Su Shijie's neck, covering it tightly.

Just when she was about to withdraw her hand to leave, a hot big palm grabbed her wrist violently!

Xia Nai'er's heart skipped a beat, she lowered her eyes, and saw Su Shijie slowly opened her eyes...

There was mist in his eyes, which slowly changed from cloudy to clear, and he saw the person in front of him——

In the dream, he felt her breath approaching, so close, so he woke up immediately.

Su Shijie's dark brown pupils stared at her.

This woman, here she is...

Hearing from the servant that she is very concerned about his condition and looking for a prescription for him?

Chanel's wrist was tightly held by him, and he confronted him. After a long while, he just looked at her with frowns tightly, as if he was still in a dream.

Chanel twitched her hand, but didn't pull it away, but her position happened to be between Wen Wan and Su Shijie.

The woman behind her frowned unhappily, trying to push Chanel away: "Jie, are you awake?"

Su Shijie looked around and loosened his hands slightly.

Wen Wanrou took the opportunity to push Chanel away, and wiped Su Shijie's sweaty forehead with a towel: "Do you feel better?"

Su Shijie felt unbearably hot all over.

He felt like he was thrown into a big furnace, and the skin all over his body was burning.

Throwing off the blanket on his body, he struggled, and despite his weakness, he still sat up against the head of the bed!

"...Who turned off the air conditioner?"

His voice was hoarse, but there was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

The servants all took a step back, not daring to speak, Aunt Li opened her mouth, but Wen Wanrou said first:

"Who else, of course, is the young lady of the Su family who has the guts."

Su Shijie looked at Chanel with sharp eyes.

Chanel was not afraid, stared at him and said: "Yes, I drove it. You are burning to death, and you still turn on the air conditioner? It doesn't matter if you are dead, don't let this group of servants become accomplices."

Su Shijie hooked the corners of his mouth, his chapped lips were pale due to dehydration.

Although his mind is chaotic, he still has some sanity.

"You care about me so much?"

"Who cares about your life? I think for the servants!" Chanel retorted subconsciously.