The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Clang.

Ye Jiao closed the door, locked it back, and stepped forward to Yun Ci, and said, "How do you want me to help you?"

Yun Ci put the book aside, looked up at Ye Jiao, and slowly said, "First, help me get confused and sink the wall. Second, help me get a computer. As for the third point, wait until next time. I'll tell you when you come over."

Ye Jiao showed puzzled eyes: "That's it?"

Yun Ci nodded: "Well, these are enough."

"Okay, you wait."

Ye Jiao turned and left the room.

This brief conversation is over.

Mu Chenbi's fever subsided, then went back and forth, and it went over and over again. It wasn't until the third day that the situation stabilized.

Early in the morning, Ye Jiao walked into Mu Chenbi's room, just to see his subordinates were holding documents and reporting to Mu Chenbi.

Mu Chenbi put on his coat, leaned on the bed, covered his lips and coughed twice, his voice hoarse: "Well, let's do it like this."

The subordinate left the room with the file. Ye Jiao walked over and put the medicine and water aside. Seeing that Mu Chenbi was coughing badly, she felt a little uneasy, and said, "Should I not ask the doctor to show you again?"

Mu Chenbi shook his head, suddenly raised his eyes to look at Ye Jiao, and asked, "Did you go to see her?"

Ye Jiao's heart twitched and she began to feel guilty. She knew she couldn't escape Mu Chenbi's eyes when she lied, so she simply admitted it.

"Yes, I scolded her."

Mu Chenbi looked at Ye Jiao, and didn't seem to intend to blame her. He should have guessed that she would say that, but just asked: "What is she doing?"

Ye Jiao replied in an angry voice: "What can she do, eat and sleep~www.wuxiaspot.com~bask in the sun, and draw on paper when she is bored."

"She..." Mu Chenbi hesitated for a while, but couldn't help asking: "Did she ask me?"

Ye Jiao shook her head.

The answer should have been expected long ago.

Ye Jiao agreed to Yunci's deal, but there was no movement for several days, and Yunci was not in a hurry, still living a normal life every day.

A week later, I saw Mu Chenbi.

Since the serious illness, his whole body has become thinner, his face is sickly pale, and he will cough twice from time to time.

He walked to the bed, thought for a while, and sat down a little farther away from Yunci. It seemed that he was afraid of infecting her with a cold. He had only a pair of eyes full of nostalgia, staring straight at Yunci.

Yunci was annoyed by seeing him, raised his eyes and glanced at him, and said coldly: "Are you here to ask me to be held accountable? Don't ask, I'm just torturing you."

Mu Chenbi chuckled lightly: "I haven't said anything yet."

Yun Ci looked away and still ignored him.

Mu Chenbi smiled and asked, "Aci, long time no see, do you miss me?"

Yunci replied indifferently: "I want you to die."

Mu Chenbi was still smiling, as if he had become accustomed to Yunci's poisonous tongue.

There was silence in the room for a few seconds, and Yun Ci said impatiently: "Are you still going? I'm going to sleep."

"Okay." Mu Chenbi stood up, walked to Yunci's face, paused, still stretched out a hand, stroked Yunci's head, and whispered, "See you tomorrow."

After speaking, he turned around and walked out of the room.

Looking at Mu Chenbi's leaving back, Yun Ci said coldly, "Never see you again."

Mu Chenbi came out of Yunci's room and walked straight to the study. He sat down at the desk, almost piled up with documents.

He had just opened the file when the door was knocked.