Mrs. Wen's wealthy daily life

Chapter 452 His Bottom Line
She had no other choice but to be by his side.

"If you want him not to be disturbed, it's best not to touch the young master's bottom line." This is a reminder and a warning.

"You are really a bunch of robbers." Xia Xiangnuan almost wanted to pounce on him and bite him to death.

A tolerant smile appeared on Shen Xirong's face, and he didn't intend to argue with her.

"I want to call him."

"When the young master wakes up, you tell him."

This is a matter for the three of them, and it is inconvenient for him to participate.

"He almost died for me, don't you hate me?" Xia Xiangnuan followed closely behind him.

"You also know that the young master almost died for you, shouldn't you care about him?"

If Wen Muyang saw her reaction, he would be so sad.

Maybe she really doesn't love him anymore.

It's not that she doesn't want to care, it's that she can't care.

Grief flashed across Xia Xiangnuan's eyes, "You know, I can't go back to the past with him."

"But you have nowhere else to go except by his side. You can try the consequences of angering the young master."

Shen Xirong pushed Wen Muyang into an advanced ward, "Pay attention to his temperature, measure it once an hour, and notify me immediately if he has a high fever."

"For..." Before Xia Xiangnuan finished speaking, Shen Xirong left.

Looking at Wen Muyang who was sleeping soundly on the bed, she had the urge to shake him awake.

Finally, she resigned herself to sitting on the chair.

She looked at Wen Muyang on the bed, he was in a coma, without that horrified aura, his whole body was gentle and harmless.

Xia Xiangnuan's eyes moved from his face to his chest inch by inch.

She still remembers the feeling of warm blood on her hands, and the feeling that her heart almost stopped beating still made her palpitate.

She couldn't help stretching out her hand and placing it on his chest, feeling the beating of his heart, she let out a long sigh of relief.

"Why is he so indifferent when he cares so much?" A ghostly voice sounded from behind Xia Xiangnuan.

"Ah, ghost." Xia Xiangnuan jumped up in fright.

Seeing her rare gaffe, Shen Xirong couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed out loud.

"Is it interesting to pretend to be a ghost at night?" Xia Xiangnuan said with gritted teeth.

"It's quite interesting." There was a flat smile on the corner of Shen Xirong's lips.

Xia Xiangnuan: "..." What's the matter with wanting to slap him for no reason?

"I know you have a young master in your heart. He did make mistakes before, but it's enough to torture him for so many years."

Why didn't he give him and himself a chance?

In his memory, Shen Xirong didn't do anything sorry for her, so Xia Xiangnuan hesitated for a moment, and told him clearly, "I already have Ah Qian, and I want to be with him."

"It seems that you haven't understood what I mean. Tang Yunqian is incapable of fighting against the young master. You are pushing him to a dead end."

If he wanted the other party to survive, he would stay by Wen Muyang's side peacefully.

"If he dies, I'll go with him." Xia Xiangnuan said softly.

Shen Xirong: "..." This woman is really stubborn.

Forget it, leave this kind of worry to Wen Muyang to solve by himself. Naturally, he has to taste the consequences of his own sins.

"Take good care of him." After leaving these words, Shen Xirong left again.

Xia Xiangnuan: "..." So why is he here?
That night, Xia Xiangnuan didn't close his eyes for a moment, and was busy taking care of Wen Muyang.

At dawn, she finally couldn't hold on anymore, supported her head, and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)