The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 1610 Chapter 1650 I swear, plump and distressed, will never change until death 1
If it wasn't because she didn't want to cause more disturbances, she would have wished to give a like on Weibo where the emperor was so angry that she became a beauty, expressing that she was willing to accept it, and she was willing to accept it, but after thinking about it, she decided to forget it. It's right to be low-key.

"Good night."

Before going to bed, she sent a WeChat message, and Yin Zhan replied with only one emoji, a serious face.

Isn't this man still angry at asking for gifts but getting no results? Men in their 30s, should they be so narrow-minded?
Mu Li couldn't help guessing his angry expression, she snickered, and blew him a kiss to show her comfort.

In the end, the reply to her was a picture of the emoji of "shooting flying out", which was not easy to coax at all.

It seems that the president's fiancé is really sulking?
"Stingy, Ting Jun is even more generous than you."

It's a pity that there was no response at all when I sent out WeChat, probably because I didn't want to talk to her.

Yin Zhan came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, flipped through his mobile phone, and saw her reply to the WeChat, his mature and stern face pulled down, how dare you call him stingy?Throwing the phone by the bed, he was too generous, even allowing her to buy Jian Yifan a birthday present!
The next day, for the whole day, Mu Li didn't receive any calls or WeChat messages.

In the past, no matter how busy he was, he would find time to send her three or four messages a day. This man is so angry, she wouldn't tell him that she had already prepared a Valentine's Day gift for him, anyway, tomorrow will be Valentine's Day.

Mu Li called Xingluo and asked her to come to the house for dinner and celebrate Jian Yifan's birthday together, but the voice on the phone was lifeless, lifeless and sickly.

She asked worriedly: "Sick?"

"No, here comes my aunt. The pain made me vomit and diarrhoea. It has just subsided, and I haven't recovered yet."

"Are you all right? Do you want me to see you?"

Xingluo shook his head vaguely, in a bad mood, and didn't want to go anywhere: "No, I won't go there, you can express my birthday wishes for me, I have to continue to sleep and take a rest."

After hanging up the phone, Mu Li was worried, and asked the family to make some food and rushed to the hotel. Xing Luo was wrapped in a thick quilt and sat on the sofa listlessly to satisfy his hunger. Mu Li went to the window and opened it to let the light in. shine in.

"You haven't eaten all day? How do you feel now? Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore. Your food is delicious. The chef of this so-called seven-star hotel really doesn't suit my taste."

Really?
Mu Li always felt that Xingluo's body was stained with a tinge of sadness that was completely different from yesterday, and it had nothing to do with Aunt Lai. She walked over and sat next to her, speculating and asking: "Last night, you and Leng Yeming had an unpleasant fight. ?”

"Don't curse me, we are very good, you see now he let me live in such a high-end hotel, and he will come back to accompany me at night, so I will not go to Jian Yifan's birthday, you know He wanted me to put an end to the past."

She curled up on the sofa, pretending to be happy and smiling charmingly, Mu Li looked at her and nodded, maybe she was thinking too much.

She stayed there for a while, seeing that she was fine, the setting sun outside the window was about to set: "Then I'll go first, you have a good rest."

"Let's go, let's go, if Yeming knows that his teammates are escorting you and bring you here to see me, then show me face."

"You are really strict with your husband. I will skip that line first. Remember to call me if you have anything to do. Don't support it alone."

(End of this chapter)