Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Top Man Like Mu Feichi

Just experienced a battle with death, the little thing won with superb medical skills.

At her age, she didn't know how to control her preferences, saving a life should be something she should be very proud of.

But he didn't see a trace of smugness in her eyes, and in her opinion, it seemed to be just an ordinary little thing.

She probably wouldn't know that such a life-saving grace was a great favor for the Shen family.

As long as she spoke, the Shen family could give her anything she wanted.

But she didn't.

She didn't ask for anything, and even when Mrs. Shen talked about the Yun family, she deliberately dissociated herself.

At a young age, he can not only fight the wolves, but also taste the taste of the drug in one bite, and he can also make Han Wanling not admit himself.

Today, he saw her neatly holding a scalpel to open her throat under harsh conditions.

This immature little thing in front of him was like a fog lingering in front of his eyes, making him more and more curious about the truth behind the fog!

With his chin propped up, Yun Xi casually looked at the good-looking man in front of him, and the subtle starlight flashed under his smart eyes.

It is said that women are misleading, and that is because they have not yet met a top-notch man like Mu Feichi.

Today he was not wearing formal clothes, and the car full of men were all in casual clothes.

Gray shirt, black trousers, white casual shoes.

Ordinary casual clothes were worn on him, outlining his refined figure more and more upright.

At this moment, he leaned back in his chair and looked at her silently, his long slender legs folded, one hand resting on the small table, and the other on his knee.

Yin Yin is a lazy and casual action, but when he does it, there is an indescribable charm.

He has an extraordinary bearing, and he has a faint kingly atmosphere, but the whole person is introverted and deep, so people don't dare to play tricks in front of him.

In her previous life, she had only seriously admired a man like Han Yaotian, and under her blind infatuation, she didn't take other men in her eyes at all.

But when she really jumped out of the cycle of obsession, she realized that compared to Mu Feichi, the dragon and phoenix in this person, Han Yaotian was really incomparable to him.

One is the pride of the sky, who is forged in the bloody wind and rain.

He has the majesty of a man, as well as the fierce courage and unattainable aura.

And the other is just a child of a wealthy family, playing with the business world, intriguing and unscrupulous.

Thinking about it this way, how blind was she in the previous life?

What a lesson in blood!

It was the first time that Mu Feichi had been looked at by such a loud man.

No pretentiousness, no pretentiousness, no dodging, no deliberateness.

The train sped across the plains, the sunlight casting in from the window and falling on her soft face, the side of which was glistened with a shaggy edge.

Her chin was slightly propped up, and her seaweed-like ponytail hung down on her arms.

The thick eyelashes blink like a fan, as if feathers scratch the tip of the heart.

He lay down his legs, and under the table, two people's knees were pressed against their knees.

In the air, a certain breath collided all at once.

Yun Xi twisted his eyebrows slightly, leaned back, and leaned his legs to block his approaching knees.

She could still vaguely feel the terrifying momentum on him—

It's really not to be underestimated!

Annoyed, he kicked on the knee that continued to lean towards him—

Almost with the acumen of a man, as soon as she kicked over, he blocked her attack.

The two of them come and go under the table, and no one will let anyone in fists and feet.