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Chapter 1295 Whoever you say is sick, you...you are the only one who is sick!

Mu Weiwei puffed her cheeks and glared at the tall and handsome man in front of her.

The irritability that kept surging up in her heart was so strange that she subconsciously interpreted this sour emotion as anger.

Fu Linchen's attitude towards Luo Chenxi just now was too ambiguous, obviously trying to sow discord.

Yes, she was angry because of this.

Growing up in a top-notch wealthy family, Mu Weiwei knew very well that among these rich and noble sons who were born with a golden spoon in their mouths, there were not many who were careless. The only exception was his eldest brother. Even her second brother Mu Yiling also From time to time there will be a few lace news.

Fu Linchen must not be a good person, otherwise, why would he be in the bar in the middle of the night, and treat her drunk...

In Mu Weiwei's mind, the scene in the bar that night could not help reappearing.

Obviously several months had passed, but the ambiguous image of the two of them entangled with each other still appeared in her dreams from time to time.

Moreover, the memory is as clear as if it happened yesterday.

"Mu Weiwei, you still say you're not jealous, so why are you blushing?" Fu Linchen said slowly with a slight smile.

Mu Weiwei's eyes widened, "You... Who are you talking about blushing? Are your eyes short-sighted? If you are short-sighted, just wear glasses honestly, or go for laser surgery, don't be brave! Oh, by the way, when you are young There are a lot of them, and it may be presbyopia. Presbyopia also needs to wear glasses? You can’t deceive yourself because of inferiority..."

Mu Weiwei quickly defended herself, the more she spoke, the more incoherent she became.

She took two deep breaths, trying to cool down the temperature on her face, but, facing Fu Linchen's narrow phoenix eyes and half-smile eyes, her mind buzzed, and a burst of anger surged up. Not only did he fail to calm himself down, but his face became more and more red... from anger.

This time, she didn't need to look in the mirror, she could feel her cheeks were on fire.

Fu Linchen said unhurriedly: "I'm neither nearsighted nor presbyopic. I can see very clearly. But you, Miss Mu, are either color blind or have underdeveloped facial nerves, commonly known as facial paralysis. These are quite serious. Sick..."

"Whoever you say is sick, you... you are the one who is sick! There is not a single unhealthy part of this lady!"

Mu Weiwei was so angry that she realized that she couldn't talk to Fu Linchen, so she finally decided to rein in the precipice and abruptly changed the subject.

"Fu Linchen, the plane is about to take off, why don't you hurry up and get on the plane? Don't you feel ashamed to waste everyone's time by letting so many crew members wait here for you?"

Mu Weiwei put her hands on her hips, with a questioning tone.

Fu Linchen shook his head secretly.

Obviously this little wild cat insisted on blocking him at the door of the cabin to question him, why did he blame him again?

However, judging by Mu Weiwei's appearance, if she is provoked again, the little girl may not be able to bear the stimulation. If she refuses to go to country M in a fit of anger, it will be bad.

After all, she was only eighteen years old, and her studies were still very important.

Fu Linchen took a step back and entered the cabin, "Come in!"

Mu Weiwei followed in with a dark face.

Originally, she thought that during this ten-hour journey, she would definitely be tortured by Fu Linchen, and she might be pissed off by him.

But to her surprise, as soon as the plane took off, Fu Linchen leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.