you are my white moonlight

Shao Tingchen's face was as cold as ice, and his voice was even more sinister and coercive, "Did I tell you to stay, Jian Youqing, do you still have me in your eyes!"

Her complexion was unnaturally pale, and speaking loudly was exhausting.

"After all, I am your fiancee of Shao Tingchen. My status is so low that I don't even have the qualifications to have a meal at home?" haggard.

"Jane Youqing, good job." Shao Tingchen threw the knife and fork, and made a crisp sound when it collided with the plate, "You are the first woman who dares to speak to me like that."

She was the first woman to play him around!

"My pleasure." Jian Youqing pursed her lips slightly as she put the sliced ​​bread into her mouth.

Shao Tingchen clenched his hand hanging by his side into a fist. Sooner or later, she would have a brain hemorrhage from anger at him!

"Early in the morning, Sister Youqing just came back again, why are you arguing, brother Tingchen, eat more, your body is the most important thing." Chi Shihui smiled lightly, caring and gentle.

It was in stark contrast to Jian Youqing's paralyzed face.

Dare to speak like that to brother Tingchen, do you really think that you are still in the same position as before?
As soon as the trump card came out, she, Jian Youqing, didn't even know how she died!

Shao Tingchen silently accepted Chi Shihui's kindness, while observing Jian Youqing's expression.

With a dead face, "Shihui, help me get the jam over there."

"Okay, brother Tingchen, wait a moment."

Obviously closer to Jian Youqing, she touched the wall of the cup with her hand, but was stopped by Shao Tingchen's cold shout.

"I said let it go, and asked Shihui to bring it over for me."

Jian Youqing: "..."

Chi Shihui looked triumphant after his success, and personally put jam on his bread, which made Jian Youqing feel even more headache.

Since returning to the villa, it seems to be more serious.

The atmosphere at the scene was weird and cruel, and the servants all looked at each other and made eye contact.

What Miss Chi likes is Miss Jian's taboo, whoever is more favored in front of the young master will be more trustworthy in the future.

When he did this, Jian Youqing finally frowned. Shao Tingchen got up and approached her, about to pull her chair.

"Jian Youqing, you should do something to show that the young master is here." Ke Yu touched her shoulder, and retreated after receiving the eyes of death.

"He is my fiancé, flirting with other women in front of me, and finally did something that seems right, I should be grateful to Dade?" Jian Youqing lost her appetite, put down the knife and fork, just got up, her figure was unstable , almost fell to the ground, holding Shao Tingchen's collar with one hand.

Her lips were dry, and Shao Tingchen could clearly see something was wrong.

"You don't welcome me, my mother still doesn't like you, if it wasn't for..."

Before she finished speaking, Jian Youqing leaned back, and she lost consciousness.

Shao Tingchen panicked, caught her body, and hugged her by the waist.

"Hurry up and call a doctor!" Shao Tingchen almost lost his mind as the dark breath seemed to be about to kill someone.

……

In the master bedroom, Jian Youqing was lying weakly on the big bed.

The back of her slender hand was pierced with hanging needles, and she was so thin that it made people feel distressed.

Ke Yu wiped her face carefully with a towel, and the doctor explained the situation, "It's nothing serious, it's just that I've caught a cold for the past few days, and I'm too stressed and tired. I've had an injection, and I'll be fine after a rest."

He hesitated to speak, compromised under Shao Tingchen's majesty, "Say!"

"What's more, you must maintain a good mood. I heard from the servant that you had a quarrel with Miss Jian in the restaurant a few minutes ago..."