"What would you like for dinner, madam?"

"... no, no appetite!"

After a while of silence, mu Chuqing finally spoke.

But it turned out to make the servant look sad.

"Ma'am, you haven't eaten for a day. You'll starve yourself!"

"It's OK. I have my own sense! If I'm hungry, I'll find something to eat myself! "

"... is..."

Mu Chuqing said so. It's impossible for a servant to force his master to eat!

Stay on duty at night, accompanied by the cook, always ready for mu Chuqing when hungry.

However, one night, mu Chuqing never came down again.

Until the next afternoon, all the people in the villa were in a panic. Mu Chuqing's door was closed all the time. Occasionally, he went to play with Doudou for a while, and then went into the house like no one else.

Finally feel that things can not go on like this, a servant downstairs to Sheng Yuchen called.

It's late at night in the United States at the moment, and Sheng Yuchen has just finished processing the documents, standing in front of the French window of the hotel, holding a cigarette in his hand and looking at the foreign night scene with dark eyes.

I can't sleep for a long time.

That night, she tried to strangle him.

He didn't know how he kept silent and didn't let her know.

All he knew was that at the moment when mu Chuqing slowly raised her hand, his heart almost contracted with her movements.

If her hand fell down, what would he do?

I don't know

He just didn't want to hurt her anymore

Fortunately, she didn't do it in the end.

Sheng Yuchen's black eyes narrowed slightly, now she, he needs to think, even if this half a month later, how to go with Chuqing.

It's always the only thing he's not sure about.

At that time, he chose not to tell her some of his choices.

The pain he should bear has already been borne. If we make things clear again, it is equivalent to tearing up his scarred heart again and suffering again from the beginning to the end.

If she still loves him a little, will she love him or hate him more

There was a burning on his hand, and the smoke came to an end, burning between his fingers.

Suddenly a shake, Sheng Yuchen throws the smoke in the hand to the ground, stamp out.

If there is a good way, he will not use such an extreme method to imprison mu Chuqing in his side!

When he thought about the phone, he frowned subconsciously. When he saw that the display was the landline in the villa, his fingertips trembled and immediately opened the answer button.

"What's the matter?" Sheng Yuchen's tone takes some hasty and anxious.

The servant was stunned for a moment, and immediately responded, "Mr. and Mrs. haven't eaten yet, we..."

The servant was very embarrassed. When he said half of it, he didn't know how to go on!

Sheng Yuchen's expression on the face however cold come down, "a whole day?"

"... no, I haven't eaten since yesterday..."

"... I see."

Hang up the phone, Sheng Yuchen long sigh, in tired, he picked up the phone, dial.

"Left wing, go back to Fucheng now..."

The left wing pauses, "yes!"

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Xishanju.

Mu Chuqing's door opened. He planned to see the people outside. He frowned and said in a cold voice:

"What are you doing?"

"Are you hungry, ma'am?"

"What would you like to eat, madam?"

"Madam, would you like to have spicy chicken, or home stewed chicken, Chinese yam stewed chicken, mushroom stewed chicken, wax gourd stewed chicken, Cola Chicken, beer chicken, fried chicken, clear stewed roast chicken..."

The cook gathered around and said all the chicken dishes she could make.

However, mu Chuqing's face became more and more ugly. Not to mention eating, just listening to it, her stomach began to tumble, and a sense of nausea suddenly surged up