Chapter 47 Young Master Tang is Very Angry

After picking up the line, Tang Shaojue called the secretary again.

He came back, but he still had to do his job, just change the place of work.

So, Mr. Tang, who has a lot of things to do every day, got a simple desk in the bedroom.

He could see Mu Xiaoran when he looked up, so he felt at ease.

In the middle of the night, Mu Xiaoran woke up leisurely.

Her head hurt violently, and she couldn't help but gasped, but she just fell asleep, why did she feel like she was beaten up?
After struggling a few times, she opened her eyes with difficulty.

What is the situation?Mu Xiaoran was a little confused, and the atmosphere seemed a little weird.

Her upbringing made her always a sensitive child.

"What's wrong with me?" Mu Xiaoran's voice was hoarse.

Even she herself was frightened by her own voice, why did she quack like a duck?

Was that really her voice?
Just when Mu Xiaoran was still surprised by his own voice, a certain man's reaction made Mu Xiaoran even more puzzled.

"If there is another time, I will fulfill you."

After finishing speaking, Tang Shaojue shook his arms and left, leaving only a cold back.

If she died for another man, he would rather strangle her now.

At least until he decided not to have Mu Xiaoran, she was not allowed to have an ambiguous relationship with any man, let alone looking for life for others.

Some betrayal, once is enough.

Mu Xiaoran blinked her innocent eyes, did she do something wrong?How can you get angry for no reason?

Or are the rich just so capricious?
Mu Xiaoran pursed her mouth, she was very thirsty, she wanted to get a glass of water to drink.

But she was weak all over, and tried hard for a while, but she couldn't sit up!

Wang Ma hurriedly said: "Miss Mu, you are suffering from heat stroke, don't move, I will pour you a glass of light salt water."

Heatstroke?Mu Xiaoran is even more suspicious that today is April Fool's Day.

Can she suffer from heatstroke?
But it seemed that he had really suffered from heat stroke, his whole body was sore, his limbs were weak, and the water in his body seemed to be drained.

Seeing that Mu Xiaoran was still at a loss, Wang Ma said, "If the young master hadn't come back early today, you wouldn't have suffered from mild heatstroke, and the young master has been with you until now."

The young master also has a bad temper, but he still cares about her very much.

Mu Xiaoran's response could only be to nod, because her throat was burning and it hurt to speak.

After drinking three cups of light salt water in a row, Mu Xiaoran came back to life.

But the head still hurts, and the whole person is dizzy.

"There is fruit porridge in the kitchen, I'll bring it to you." Wang Ma got busy again.

Looking at Wang Ma's back, Mu Xiaoran's nose turned sour. It has been a long time since anyone took care of her like this.

When Wang Ma appeared again, Mu Xiaoran said hoarsely, "Thank you."

It was already midnight, and she was kept busy.

"As long as you're fine, eat quickly and get some sleep later." Wang Ma smiled lovingly.

Mu Xiaoran nodded, and slowly ate with a spoon. The porridge was iced and sweet, which suited her best.

She was full after eating more than half a bowl, and now her stomach is full of water.

Not long after waking up, Mu Xiaoran fell into a drowsy sleep again.

On the second day, Mu Xiaoran was finally refreshed.

But the muscles all over her body were sore, and she could only lie on the bed for another day.

Then Mu Xiaoran thought of a very serious matter.

Last night, Shaojue Tang was very angry. Will he stop letting Wilson come like this?
It's not impossible for that guy to do something like that.

(End of this chapter)

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