Charming Wife: The Cold Young Man is Hard to Hold

"I don't know where this photo was taken. I don't have the ability to see and hear. So are you sure you don't explain the source of this photo and what you were doing?"

The voice slowed down rarely. Leng Shaoxuan didn't feel angry. The faint look made Mu Haitang don't know how to guess his mood, so he could only say what happened that day in the photo.

"HMM... didn't you let me go to your company that day? Then you were busy, and I came out. Then I saw my second uncle at the door of the company. He said he came to see you for something, and then I wanted to go. He said he was willing to tell me about you and Lin Anyue. There was nothing to do at that time, so I followed my second uncle to the seaside. Then my second uncle said he wanted to relax, so I went to the beach While walking, he told me about you. "

"Then something in the picture appeared, and I... Ran away."

The finger slightly pointed to the two people holding together in the photo. His face was very embarrassed. He wanted to be caught doing bad things, and his face was modest.

Leng Shaoxuan looked at Mu Haitang's ugly face. Although he already knew the truth of the matter, he could always hear another taste from Mu Haitang's mouth, with an inexplicable sense of peace in his heart.

"Oh! I see!"

Mu Haitang looked at him in surprise. There was no expression of anger on his face. It seemed that he didn't take his explanation to heart at all. Maybe he knew the truth for a long time.

She thought Leng Shaoxuan would be angry with her or play with her face, but his expression exceeded all her imagination, and then looked at Leng Shaoxuan who had stood up and straightened up slowly.

Leng Shaoxuan was just about to leave, then his eyes swept aside, his ankle still covered with a hot towel, stretched into his pocket and threw out a small box. The exquisite patterns on it made her unable to guess what was inside.

Leng Shaoxuan didn't explain the origin of the box or what the box was. He turned and walked out of the room.

Finally, the dark room fell into darkness and silence. Mu Haitang slowly turned to turn on the light, and then slowly opened the box. There was a faint pine smell from the wooden box inside. The uneven pattern logo made her recognize that it was a special medicine for sprain.

"Why, why again, always!"

Holding the small wooden box tightly, a geothermal tear fell on the wooden box, leaving dark marks on it.

The slender fingers picked up a little soft and smooth ointment, and then slowly applied the ointment on the slightly swollen ankle bit by bit. The cold feeling slowly spread on the ankle, and completely dissipated the momentum of the first application of medicinal wine and the swelling and pain of the ankle.

Mu Haitang slowly lay in bed, and the smile around her mouth spread on her beautiful face bit by bit. Even if her face was wearing sick makeup, she still could see her crimson cheeks.

The room was quiet, as if she could only hear her heartbeat plopping and happy.

There was a lot of cheering downstairs. Mu Haitang felt that his feet were much better, so he slowly moved out of bed, tried to walk a few times in the room, and then went downstairs.

"How did you get out? How did your feet feel?"

You Qingyin was not so enthusiastic about the party. He only stood on the edge of the dance, so he saw Mu Haitang coming down from the second floor and immediately walked to her.

"Well, I feel much better. Where has Lan Lan gone? She's still busy?"