Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 158 I Said You Can’t Die Without Medicine, Didn’t You Hear
In the high-end coffee shop, the sound of music flows slowly.

When Chu Ci arrived, Wen Xin was already sitting in an inconspicuous corner and slowly sipping coffee.

Long time no see, Wen Xin seems to be looking good.

Chu Ci pulled back the chair and said directly: "If you have anything to say, just say it, I'm in a hurry."

Wen Xin stirred the coffee stick in her hand: "What's the matter, you also slashed me, and now you don't even say an apology when you see me?"

Chu Ci lowered her head and folded her hands, "I'm sorry for what happened last time." After she finished speaking, she raised her head: "If you came here just to hear my apology, can I go now?"

"What are you in a hurry for?" Wen Xin took a sip of coffee: "I haven't started talking yet!"

"Then tell me!"

Chu Ci never had a good temper with her.

Wen Xin glanced at the woman with a cold expression in front of her, pursed her lips and smiled lightly: "Do you know where Lu Xiang is?"

"I don't know." Chu Ci raised her eyes and glanced at her coldly: "You want to get her whereabouts from me, are you thinking too much?"

"No, no, you misunderstood. I don't want to know her whereabouts. I only care about whether she will come back."

Chu Ci was startled.

Warm white hands are slowly stirring the coffee, and the voice is cool: "If she insists on leaving Mu Xiuchen, I hope she never comes back."

Chu Ci sneered: "That's her business!"

She can leave as she wants, stay as she wants, and no one can stop her.

"If this is just one of her tricks," the warm voice said even colder, "then you can tell her for me that what doesn't belong to her will never be hers."

The warm and delicate face revealed a cold light: "If you can see her, you'd better tell her that Mu Xiuchen didn't like her ten years ago, and he won't like her in the future. Don't think that you can use children to win sympathy. "

Chu Ci stared at her, and suddenly understood after a while: "Miss Wen told me so much, are you afraid that Lu Xiang will come back?"

After a pause, she added, "Are you so afraid of her?"

"Yeah, I don't want another person between me and Xiu Chen."

Chu Ci was stunned.

Now Wenxin came to her and told her that she was with Mu Xiuchen.

If her comprehension ability is not too bad, this should be what Wenxin means!

The corners of her lips curled up, and she smiled in disbelief: "So you're here to tell me now that you've become a mistress?"

The temperature on Wen Xin's delicate face immediately dropped to the lowest level: "Speaking of mistresses, Lu Xiang is the one!"

Her nails dug deeply into the palm of her hand: "At that time, Xiuchen and I were already together, and she even slept in Mu Xiuchen's bed, so tell me, who is the mistress and who is shameless?"

Chu Ci looked at her fingers expressionlessly: "Then you have to ask Master Mu why you slept with other women when you were together."

Her words were not light or heavy, but they pierced into Wen Xin's heart like a thorn.

The warm breathing suddenly became a little hurried.

She raised her head and sneered at Chu Ci: "It is true that Xiuchen made a mistake, but since I have chosen to forgive, it means that I will stay with him well."

Chu Ci was still expressionless: "You are with him, but everyone outside knows that Lu Xiang is his fiancee, are you really willing to bear the name of mistress for her?" The corners of her lips curved slightly: "They are all women I Kindly remind you that not all mistresses can be cleansed. The public does not need to know the truth of the matter, they only see the surface that they can see."

A moment of embarrassment and anxiety flashed in Wenxin's eyes, but she quickly said, "I will take care of these things, so don't bother you to worry."

"Okay, is the matter over, can I go?"

Wen Xin drank a cup of coffee: "Please feel free, but I hope you will bring my words with you, after all, it is for the good of Lu Xiang."

"Don't put it so nicely, you're just doing it for yourself?"

Chu Ci left the coffee shop and checked the time. It was already four o'clock, so she took a taxi and went home.

Along the way, she was thinking about the warm words, is she really with Mu Xiuchen?
Lu Xiang has only been away for a few days, and these two are together again?

Or is it true that as Wen Xin said, Lu Xiang is the mistress intervening between them?

But regardless of the past story, Lu Xiang has already chosen to quit, so it has nothing to do with them.

So no matter how Wen Xin and Mu Xiuchen toss, Lu Xiang probably won't care about it!

She knew Lu Xiang's character well, and since she chose to let go, she really let go.

When he got home, Chu Ci saw that Fu Heng's shoes were still in the entrance, that means he hadn't left yet.

When she walked into the living room, she happened to see Aunt Lin coming down the stairs. Chu Ci hurried over, "Is sir still in the room?"

"Well, yes." A look of anxiety flashed in Aunt Lin's eyes: "He seems to be seriously ill, but he refuses to take medicine. I told him a few times that he might get angry and come down."

"Has the doctor been here?"

"I said I was going to call the doctor, but sir said he was fine."

"Did he lie like this all day?"

Aunt Lin glanced at Chu Ci cautiously, then nodded.

"I see."

Aunt Lin sighed: "Hey, it's a good thing you're back, madam. Mr. is very stubborn and won't listen to my words. You should go up and have a look!"

Chu Ci nodded: "Okay, Aunt Lin, I'll go up and have a look."

Pushing open the door, the room was dark.

The curtains in the room were drawn tightly. Chu Ci was afraid that turning on the light would affect Fu Heng's rest, so she walked carefully to Fu Heng's bedside, lightly turned on the wall lamp, and then bent down, lying face to side and back to Fu Heng. His man said, "Fu Heng, are you okay?"

No one speaks.

Chu Ci thought he was asleep, so she reached out and touched his forehead.

So hot!

She panicked and hurried to push him: "You have a high fever, get up and take your medicine first."

Soon her hand on the man's arm was thrown away, and Fu Heng's voice was low and impatient: "I'm fine, don't bother me."

They all have a high fever like this, and they still say it's fine?

Chu Ci frowned, and said patiently: "Get up and take your medicine first, should you contact the family doctor?"

Fu Heng still turned his back to her, with a sarcasm in his voice: "I can't die."

Chu Ci didn't know where he got so angry. She guessed it might be because of the quarrel yesterday. She thought that Fu Heng was still sick and it's normal to be in a bad mood, so she softened her tone: "I really care about you , don't lose your temper, okay?"

"Caring?" Fu Heng snorted coldly, "If you really care about me, come back at this time?"

Chu Ci was a little speechless. In fact, she was going to come back early in the morning, but she didn't expect Wen Xin to call her.

So a little delay.

Chu Ci pursed her lips: "There are a lot of things today." In an instant, she felt that she was too much to explain, so she said flatteringly: "I will ask for leave tomorrow and stay at home with you!"

Fu Heng didn't speak, and didn't know if he agreed.

Chu Ci thought that his anger had calmed down a bit, so he picked up the water glass on his own initiative, the water in it was still warm.

She looked at the cold medicine next to her, picked it up, and patted Fu Heng's shoulder: "Take the medicine first, you have a bad fever, okay?"

But Fu Heng was still unmoved, Chu Ci was a little helpless, but softened her tone: "Then I'll call the doctor and ask him to come over and check you up."

Still silent, no one responded.

Chu Ci was a little frustrated.

She felt that sometimes Fu Heng was as old as a 20-year-old immature boy, and he needed someone to coax him.

"Then if you don't want to take medicine, you won't be able to recover from your illness. If you have a bad cold, get up and take medicine, okay? Be good!"

Her tone was really gentle, but it was as harsh as noise to Fu Heng's ears.

He said impatiently: "I said you can't die without taking medicine, didn't you hear me?"

His voice was very hoarse, like a handful of fine sand rubbing against Chu Ci's heart.

Chu Ci breathed out lightly, "This is your body, you don't cherish it."

"So what?" Fu Heng turned over and sat up suddenly, staring at her with scarlet eyes: "You don't need to care about it."

"Fu Heng..." Chu Ci didn't know why his temper was so sudden, she held back her anger: "If you are sick, you should take medicine, why are you as naive as a child!"

With a "click", the cup in her hand was thrown to the ground by Fu Heng raising his hand.

The white wool carpet that was laid was immediately soaked by water, and the cup rolled to the side.

Chu Ci was stunned, then raised her face and looked at Fu Heng in disbelief.

"what are you doing?"

Even though he was sick, Fu Heng still had great strength, his eyes were red, and he seemed to be hiding great anger, he almost exhausted all his strength and gritted his teeth and said: "Chu Ci, sometimes I wonder if I'm too kind to you, too tolerant, that's why you can be so unscrupulous, and deceive me again and again like a fool, isn't it fun?"

There were clusters of dark anger in his eyes, wishing he could go up and tear her up right now.

Chu Ci was a little frightened by his gaze, and immediately stood up from the bed: "Are you crazy?"

Fu Heng sat on the bed, the dim light of the wall lamp cast on his face, his handsome outline was cold and gloomy, almost dripping water.

"Yeah, I'm crazy to believe you and indulge you so much."

Chu Ci frowned.

Her intuition told her that something must have happened to make Fu Heng so angry all of a sudden.

She felt uneasy in her heart, and the corners of her lips moved: "What's the matter?"

"What is this, tell me?"

Fu Heng casually threw an unknown object over, landed on her face, and then rolled to the ground.

The cold edges and corners scratched Chu Ci's cheek, and she slowly bent down to see the things on the ground clearly.

It was the birth control pill she hid.

(End of this chapter)