An Xiaoyu's body stiffened.
Because Chu Mucheng's hand... was so burning hot! It had exceeded the normal temperature range.
"Are you running a fever?"
An Xiaoyu asked in a low voice, a hint of concern in her eyes.
Chu Mucheng lifted his head, his handsome face unexpectedly filled with a wicked, indulgent smirk.
"What, you're actually concerned about me?"
Yesterday, he had sat in the corridor all night waiting for her, yet she had spent the time with Shen Yufeng, and even went to get the marriage certificate this morning!
Haha...
Chu Mucheng only felt a chill at the bottom of his heart.
He foolishly waited for her to come home, yet she stayed overnight with Shen Yufeng!
He really was a complete fool!
"Chu Mucheng, you should go to the hospital!"
An Xiaoyu reiterated once again.
But Chu Mucheng snorted coldly, his eyes slanting at her.
"Don't worry, I won't die. Besides, if I die, wouldn't that mean no one will be bothering you?"
"You!"
An Xiaoyu was a bit annoyed.
