With a wicked spirit living in her house, Bai Mucheng dared not be alone with him, fearing that he might kill her if she said something wrong.
Bai Mucheng secretly opened the bedroom door. Seeing that no one was outside, she tiptoed out, carrying her high heels.
Where to?
Bai Mucheng paused, then reluctantly turned around, only to see Ou Yan leaning against the door, looking at her with a half-smile.
Bai Mucheng quickly covered her eyes, muttering, "Beauty can be a trap, beauty can be a trap!"
What did this man eat to grow up so handsome? Especially his mischievous smile, Bai Mucheng was afraid she wouldn't be able to resist the temptation and pounce on him.
In the entertainment industry, she's seen all kinds of handsome young men, but Ou Yan is the apple of her eye. He's just too wicked, and she doesn't dare to mess with him.
"Am I that scary? I'm even covering my eyes."
Bai Mucheng nodded and then shook her head; she valued her life. "What are you doing! If you have something to say, say it. If not, I'm going out."
Ou Yan tossed a card at her, "Go buy me some clothes."
Bai Mucheng wanted to throw the card back, but she swallowed the words back because Ou Yan was threatening her with his eyes again.
“I’m not going. I’m a public figure. If I go to buy clothes for men, I’ll be photographed by paparazzi.”
Ou Yan slapped a note on Bai Mucheng's forehead, then turned and closed the door.
Bai Mucheng ripped off the note, saying, "I'm not your mother, I don't have to take care of your every need."
The door to the room was violently opened, startling Bai Mucheng. Ou Yan walked up to Bai Mucheng and grabbed her by the neck.
"Say what you said again?"
Bai Mucheng's eyes rolled back as she was being pinched. She pounded on Ou Yan's fists with both hands. How could this person turn on her so suddenly? It was terrifying.
Ou Yan shoved Bai Mucheng away, "If you can't speak properly, then shut up. If there's a next time, I'll kill you."
Bai Mucheng sat on the ground coughing violently, "Are you sick? What did I say wrong? We're not familiar with each other, I have no obligation to serve you."
After Bai Mucheng finished speaking, she turned around, slammed the door, and left. She cursed Ou Yan's ancestors for eighteen generations along the way, and even the little bit of goodwill she had in her heart was gone.
Despite her cursing, Bai Mucheng still drove to the mall. She felt she was spineless; she should have just called her parents to arrest him instead of putting up with this nonsense.
Bai Mucheng dressed herself up and then went to the men's specialty store. She picked out a whole bunch of items for Ou Yan according to the sizes on the notepad. When she saw the men's underwear, her face turned bright red.
"Get the underwear in this size, five of each style."
The shop assistant could tell at a glance that this was Bai Mucheng's first time buying underwear for her boyfriend; no one buys underwear like this.
"Miss, would you like boxer briefs or briefs?"
Bai Mucheng had no idea what kind of clothes Ou Yan liked. "Oh, whatever, as long as the size is standard."
Bai Mucheng finished buying clothes in the evening. On her way back, she bought alcohol and gauze. She didn't go back at noon and didn't know if the man had eaten.
Bai Mucheng hesitated at the door for a while before daring to go in, afraid that Ou Yan would go crazy again and pinch her.
Bai Mucheng put the things on the coffee table, then lay down on the sofa without any regard for appearances and spoke to the person lying on their side.
"Come out quickly, I've bought everything for you."
After waiting for a while and seeing no movement from the side of the bed, Bai Mucheng called out a few more times, feeling utterly exhausted after a long day of shopping.
"Ou Yan, Ou Yan, come out quickly, or I'll go in."
There was still no sound as she lay on her side. Bai Mucheng wondered if he had left.
Pushing open the bedroom door, Bai Mucheng saw Ou Yan lying on the bed with a flushed face. She placed her hand on his forehead; it was burning hot.
"Ou Yan, get up quickly, you have a fever, we need to go to the hospital."
Ou Yan grabbed Bai Mucheng's hand and pressed it against his cheek, murmuring something under his breath.
"Mom, Mom, I miss you so much."
Bai Mucheng shoved Ou Yan away. She didn't have such a big son. Seeing that he was delirious with fever, Bai Mucheng softened again.
It must be caused by an infection in the wound. If the fever doesn't go down, he will die. Bai Mucheng doesn't know Ou Yan's identity, so she doesn't dare to send him to the hospital.
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