he is intoxicated

"I don't believe it!" Lin Mobai gritted his teeth slightly, and the tendons on his forehead twitched because of anger.

In his eyes, Shen Nanhua was not the kind of woman who casually slept with men.

Such an aloof, elegant, clean-spirited person can never be anything to do with frivolity.

Huo Beiyao looked at him lightly with his dark eyes, with a faint smile, "Do you need to believe it?"

The contempt in his eyes angered Lin Mobai.

"Which room is she in?" He raised his foot and walked towards the bedroom.

He was going to find her, to ask her clearly.

Huo Beiyao stepped forward with his long legs, blocked his way, smiled lightly, and said slowly, "Xiao Hua is sleeping, and she doesn't wear much clothes, so it's not convenient for you to go in."

Lin Mobai's footsteps stopped, his beautiful peach eyes were burning with anger, and he shouted in the direction of the guest bedroom: "Nanhua, Shen Nanhua, are you in there?"

Nan Hua woke up when she heard someone calling her name outside.

Slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the strange environment in the room, and realized after a second that this was Sheng Chuan's house.

The voice outside belonged to Lin Mobai.

She replied, "I'm here, Mr. Lin."

Hearing her voice, most of Lin Mobai's anger subsided, and he was overjoyed, then sour, "Is your foot injury better?"

"Better."

"Last night, I finished dealing with Link's affairs and came to you. I called your phone but it was turned off."

Nan Hua sat up, took out her cell phone from her bag, and glanced at it, "The cell phone is out of battery and turned off automatically, sorry."

Lin Mobai gave Huo Beiyao a cold look, and said to Nanhua through a room and a door: "I couldn't find you, so I asked someone to adjust the surveillance on the road, and I found it until now."

Nan Hua felt very sorry when he heard his voice was low and hoarse, exhausted, and said guiltily, "I'm causing you trouble, Mr. Lin. You don't have to look for me like that, I'll be fine."

Her politeness and alienation made Lin Mobai feel a little sad, "Have you gotten up yet? I'll take you home."

"Okay, I'll change right away."

Nan Hua lifted the quilt and saw neatly folded clothes on the head of the bed, a shirt on top of the trousers, and her underwear on top of the shirt.

Of course it wasn't made by Sheng Chuan.

Then it could only be Huo Beiyao.

Thinking of her most intimate clothes being touched and folded by his fingers, the roots of her ears could not help but feel slightly hot, and soon felt ashamed again.

She undid the tie of her nightgown, began to dress one by one, and then sat up.

When her feet fell to the ground, the piercing pain came again, causing her to gasp in pain.

Still can't touch the ground.

She shouted towards the door: "Mr. Lin, can you come in?"

Lin Mobai was secretly delighted, his bloodshot peach eyes looked at Huo Beiyao provocatively, and said, "Okay, I'll go there right away."

He lifted his feet and strode towards the guest bedroom.

Huo Beiyao sneered, his brows and eyes turned cold.

It really is an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf.

After serving her for most of the night, he offended her because he told her that the Huo family lacked a successor and asked her if she would do it.

Heartless stuff.

Demolish the bridge when you cross the river.

Lin Mobai walked to the door, knocked on the door lightly, and said softly, "Hua, I'm going in."

"come in."

Lin Mobai pushed open the door.

Seeing Nan Hua sitting on the huge double bed, her slender legs were hanging down, and a pair of bare and white feet were lying on the floor. The injury was on the sole of the foot, and the injury could not be seen clearly.

He glanced quickly over the bed and the corners of the room, and he was secretly relieved to see no trace of the man staying overnight.

His eyes fell on the bedside table, and his eyes hardened.

That Patek Philippe men's platinum watch worth tens of millions belonged to Huo Beiyao. His heart felt sore and his chest felt tight, but it didn't show much on his face.

He walked over, looked down at Nan Hua, and asked in a restrained voice, "Can't you walk with your feet?"

Nan Hua nodded, "Can you carry me to the car? I'm so sorry, I always trouble you."

Lin Mobai suddenly understood.

She asked him to carry her into the car, which meant that she and Huo Beiyao had no further relationship, otherwise he would not let him see her off.

There was a happy smile on the corner of his lips, and his tone became obviously cheerful: "No trouble, no trouble, no trouble at all."

He bent down and picked her up.

Being hugged by him, Nan Hua was a little embarrassed. She didn't know where to put her hands, and her body was also stiff.

He was different from Huo Beiyao.

Although I hate that man, they have been together for ten years, and their bodies have already matched very well.

From the age of 13 to 20, she was gradually molded by him from a group of young girls to a soft woman, and all the bumps of their bodies were assembled like a jigsaw puzzle.

And Lin Mobai's embrace was completely unfamiliar to her.

Being held stiffly by him and walking into the living room, Nan Hua sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed, his handsome face was indifferent, and the man who was answering the phone said, "Thank you Mr. Huo for what happened last night. I owe you a favor. I will Find a way to pay back."

Huo Beiyao's handsome face was filled with uncontrollable dryness, his eyes were gloomy, and he didn't lift his head.

He waved his hands to the man and woman tiredly, and the gesture was clearly two words: get lost.

Get away.

It annoys me just looking at it.

Sheng Chuan, who had been standing behind the door of the master bedroom eavesdropping, couldn't hold back any longer, opened the door and strode out, saying, "Miss Shen, you still need medicine on your feet, after the medicine is finished, let Bei Yao send it to you." Someone will take you back."

Nan Hua smiled lightly, "No need, Dr. Sheng, I'll just go home and buy the medicine myself. The six-hour observation period has passed, there is no inflammation, and there should be no more infection."

She opened the bag, took out 1000 yuan from her wallet, and handed it to him, "This is medical expenses and accommodation expenses. Doctor Sheng, don't think too little."

Sheng Chuan's pupils hardened, and he said in a detached tone, "No need."

Nanhua's hand holding the money froze in mid-air, and it took a few seconds for her to withdraw it.

Carried by Lin Mobai, she passed the shoe cabinet at the door, and when she took the shoes, she put the money on the shoe cabinet.

She didn't want to owe Huo Beiyao any favors, let alone his friends.

The door is closed.

Sheng Chuan angrily walked to the sofa and sat down, put his left leg on his right leg, and said with a cold face: "Although this Shen Nanhua looks very similar to Nanhua, but his personality is too different. What do you mean, pay the medical expenses And the accommodation fee, the calculation is so clear, do I need some money from her? And you, you take care of her for a long time..."

The more he spoke, the more angry he was, spreading his hands together, very speechless: "In the end, she was taken away by that Lin Mobai. What is this, we have been busy for a long time, making wedding dresses for others?"

Huo Beiyao was answering the phone, and he pressed down his gestures, signaling him not to speak yet.

Turning to the person on the phone, he said, "Go on."

I don't know what the other party said, but the man's handsome sword eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper.