The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 132 The Overlord’s White Moonlight Is Back (44)

Ming Zhan suddenly hooked his lips.

He hasn't smiled for a long time, and the arc drawn at this moment is weird and stiff, more like a sneer.

He pushed himself up and sat up from the bed. Under the interlaced lights, his face had cold lines and his eyes were dark and cold, like an iceberg that could not hold any heat.

Coupled with his expressionless face, that noble aura immediately tilted out.

Tang Fu was startled. At that moment, she seemed to see Zeng Jin, the arrogant group president sitting high in the clouds again.

"Azhan..."

He didn't look sharply at her, but it made Tang Fu inexplicably flustered.

She lowered her long eyelashes, trying to avoid Ming Zhan's gaze.

Ming Zhan stretched out his hand, lifted Tang Fu's chin, and forced her to look directly into his eyes.

"I remember that you were the first person I saw when I woke up from a coma in a car accident. You said that you were my fiancee. You said that I personally brought the ring on your hand to you."

Tang Fu's left hand with the wedding ring was suddenly pinched and pulled to her eyes.

The cup in his hand fell on the thick carpet without making a sound, and a dark mark was formed where the water was splashed.

Tang Fu's fingers are not thick, but slender and slender.

The ten-carat pink diamond refracted a fantastic light under the light, making her fingers whiter and whiter.

But if you look closely, you will find that the ring is not worn at the end of the finger, but stuck a little below the joint.

Ming Zhan looked at the ring, and suddenly asked: "It doesn't seem to fit?"

Tang Fu's heart suddenly missed two beats.

Of course not!
This ring was taken off Jinyun's hand back then and was tailor-made for her by Mingzhan.

And Jinyun's fingers are thinner than hers.

Under Ming Zhan's gaze, Tang Fu felt her scalp go numb, and she tried to withdraw her hand.

But Ming Zhan pinched to death.

"Hands together!

At that time... it was hand-fitting, but I... I have gained weight in the past two years, and my fingers have become thicker, so I..."

Tang Fu's explanation was very pale.

"yes."

Mingzhan's tone was very cold, and there was no hint of emotion or anger.

"Azhan, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Fu carefully looked at Ming Zhan's face, remembering that he and Fusang had spent so long together behind her back, did he remember something?
As soon as this idea came out, Tang Fu's face turned pale.

She was making various guesses in her mind, but Mingzhan suddenly let go of her hand.

"I'm tired."

He is chasing her away.

Tang Fu, who felt guilty, did not dare to stay in front of Ming Zhan any longer, for fear that she would expose more flaws.

Not caring about letting Mingzhan take the medicine, she stood up and stumbled out of the room.

Even though the door had been closed, Ming Zhan's eyes, as deep as ink, as if filled with ice, lingered in her mind.

His heart was beating uncontrollably, and his smooth forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Tang Fu's lips were bloodless, as pale as if she had been seriously ill.

She looked down at her left hand with the wedding ring on it.

It seems that the temperature of Ming Zhan's palm still remains on the wrist.

Tang Fu took off the ring on her ring finger with some difficulty.

Wearing the ring all year round, she left a circle of marks on her finger.

The two letters 'MJ' are engraved on the inner wall of the ring.

Represents Mingzhan and Jinyun.

The bloodless lips slowly raised a self-deprecating arc, and there was bitterness in his mouth.

Others envied her for marrying into a top wealthy family like the Ming family, envied her that she had no worries about food and clothing, and lived in and out of luxury cars and famous brands.

But who knew that every day she spent in the Ming family, she lived on thin ice, cautiously, for fear that Ming Zhan would regain his memory one day.

I am afraid that everything I have obtained with lies will be like a dream in a mirror, fleeting.

"Little Hibiscus."

A slightly frivolous voice brought Tang Fu back from her thoughts. She almost subconsciously clenched the ring in her hand and hid it behind her back.

"You look bad?"

Duan Xuan's footsteps stopped in front of Tang Fu, he bent down, his handsome face was very close to her.

Feeling his warm breath, Tang Fu felt a little shy, and just about to raise her hand to push him away, she heard him ask, "Has Ah Zhan taken any medicine?"

Only then did Tang Fu remember that she was still holding Ming Zhan's medicine in her right hand.

The tension made the temperature of her palm rise, and she could feel the medicine melting in her palm.

"...Well, he has already taken the medicine and fell asleep."

Although Duan Xuan was not a master of psychology and could exquisitely capture the subtle expression changes on Tang Fu's face, under his deliberate observation, he still noticed her strange emotions.

Sure enough, she was very sensitive to the word 'take medicine'.

(End of this chapter)