Poppi pursed her lips and felt a little embarrassed, "well, Mr. Ji, I'm going out. I might come a little late this afternoon."

Emily didn't say anything. Emily just looked up and down at Poppi, waiting calmly to see what Benson wanted to say.

"What's wrong?" Benson restrained his smile and took his hand out of his pocket. "Why are you going out?" he asked nervously

"Well..."

"Mr. Ji." Then Sean continued in a still cold voice, "Mr. Si, our young master fainted from a fever, so he wanted Mrs. Mo to come and see him. I hope you can forgive us."

Benson frowned and took a deep look at Poppi. He was a little angry with her but said, "you didn't wait for him. Do you want to see him on your own? Aren't you mad at him? "

Poppi blinked her eyes. She felt a little indecisive. Before she could say anything, Benson let off steam by himself and laughed at himself, "go ahead. Anyway, you have always been like this before."

When they were still lovers, there was a quarrel between them. Because of it, Poppi was so angry that she ignored Benson for two days. But when she heard that he was sick, she went to visit him without saying a word. And her anger disappeared. As a matter of fact, she couldn't be so cruel hearted as to tell her the truth. Or Because she loved him, she would forgive him no matter how angry she was. And Benson could never understand such a feeling.

"Thank you, Mr. Ji." Poppi finished her words quickly and left with Sean, daring not to hold on. What she feared most was to hear those words' before ' from Benson. As those memories had disappeared, they should not mention it and think about it. This was what they should do most.

Benson nodded his head and kept looking at Poppi.

"Young master?" Emily was curious about how Sean called Malcolm. "I read the news this morning Did he refer to Malcolm as young master, the young master of Quan family? "

Benson rubbed his nose with his hand and said, "you may underestimate and belittle I don't think Malcolm likes the young master of Quan family The two words' young master 'didn't represent his identity, but represented his status. "

"Status? What status? " Asked Emily curiously.

"His status is only second to that of the 'crown prince', Mr. Barry. For the white hand, he is Mr. Mo while for the dark hand, he is the 'young master'." Clenching his teeth, Benson realized that the second master in Hongmen Sect was even more powerful than the young master of Quan family.

The sound of elevator door opening came to his ears slowly. When Benson heard it, he couldn't help looking over there. Although he couldn't see anything, he knew that Poppi had entered the elevator.

"Mr. Ji, you are really a honest man." Emily suddenly changed the topic and said sourly to Benson, "if you like her, you can chase her back." Not long ago, when Benson saw that Poppi was going out, he was so nervous, and when he heard that she was going to see Malcolm who was sick, he felt depressed. All of these were caught in her eyes.

o lie down.

Malcolm blocked Poppi and held her by the arm. He shook his head and explained, "I stayed in the bathtub all night and the water got cold. I got a fever because of this I didn't touch Celine. Trust me. "

A trace of disbelief flashed through Poppi's eyes, and she felt uncomfortable just thinking of the night he stayed with Celine. Before she said anything, Malcolm gave a big sneeze and his face turned redder.

"Have a good rest!" Without any hesitation, Poppi helped Malcolm lie down, "we'll talk about it later when you get better."

"Then you stay here with me." Malcolm asked in a coquettish tone. Uneasiness could be seen in his eyes.

Poppi tucked him in and sighed heavily, "Okay, I'll be here with you."

Malcolm chuckled. He forced himself to lie on the bed obediently after receiving the affirmative answer from Poppi. His tall body curled up in the narrow and small bed and holding her hand tightly, his breathing slowly became stable.

In less than a minute, Malcolm fell into a deep sleep, just instinctively clutching Poppi.

Poppi combed his hair and was about to raise her hand when a thought came to her mind. It was said on TV that "wife does not be cheated by husband", they all sniffed at the husband's smell, then looked at the hickeys on the neck, finally confirmed if there is any woman's hair on the lower body, and they didn't know if these method would work

Thinking of this, Poppi had already stretched out her hand that had not been held by Malcolm. She quietly moved her hand to his shirt collar. "Phew!" Poppi took a breath quietly and opened the collar of his shirt. Then she lowered her head slightly to look for the hair and traces of kiss.

Malcolm's neck was so beautiful, slender and smooth, with clavicle and sexy. No wonder I can't control myself! Poppi was confused and lowered her head, sniffing and smelling on Malcolm's body.

There was a slight taste of alcohol and a slight taste It smelt like Malcolm's smell more than smell of perfume.