Knocking on the door every night, the group's beloved wife can't stand it

In the hospital, Hong Rao held the blood test report and listened to the doctor's analysis, her mind going blank.

She was poisoned, but luckily it was a chronic poison and she drank less, otherwise she would have died of organ failure.

The one who poisoned her was the man next to her. Although she had more than one man, Han Ling said a lot of sweet words to her when they were in bed, and she also liked being with Han Ling the most.

Men, ah, are so heartless and ruthless. She shouldn't trust any man.

Hong Rao silently put down the test report and laughed at herself, "Xiao Yunyun, when do you want to catch Han Ling? I'll help you make an appointment with him."

Ling Yun thought for a moment and said, "Let's do it tonight."

Hong Rao stood up and said, "Okay, I have to make some arrangements. Today is not the day for Han Ling to warm the bed."

"Are you okay?" Ling Yun glanced at Hong Rao's expression.

"You are still some distance away from death," Hong Rao touched Ling Yun's face, "You are still the most reliable. Men are not good people."

Ling Yun raised her eyebrows, "That's not what you say when you go to bed with a man."

"From now on, I will only enjoy my body and lock away my heart and love." After saying this, Hong Rao left with a charming figure.

Ling Yun returned to Fu Xin's ward, and Fu Jingming and An Yueyue had already arrived.

An Yueyue sat beside the bed wiping her tears, Fu Jingming had a gloomy face, Fu Yan and Ye Wen sat quietly beside them.

As soon as Ling Yun came in, Fu Xin, who had his eyes closed, seemed to sense something and opened his eyes. When he saw Ling Yun, he stretched out his hand and said, "Baby, you're back!"

Ling Yun paused, and she suddenly felt that the title of "old woman" was not unacceptable.

An Yueyue's hands that were wiping her tears froze. She immediately gave up her seat to Ling Yun and ran to sit next to Fu Jingming.

Ling Yun sat beside the bed, ignoring Fu Xin's expectant look, "The poison was from Han Ling, and Hong Rao was also poisoned."

"Sister Hongrao was also poisoned?" Ye Wen was very surprised. "Isn't the relationship between Han Ling and her... quite close?"

"You can know a person's face but not his heart, and you can't trust the person beside you."

Ling Yun's words made Ye Wen subconsciously look at Fu Yan. Fu Yan glanced at her and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? There is only affection but no interests between us."

Ye Wen retracted her gaze and continued to ask, "Why did Han Ling poison me? Sister Yun, do you have a grudge against him?"

Ling Yun's eyes became sharp, "It's not because of hatred that I harm others, profit is the biggest motivation, I will know the reason tonight."

"Where is the person who injured Fu Xin?" Fu Jingming asked calmly, "What is his origin?"

"He's from Country M, and his mouth hasn't been opened yet." Ling Yun paused for a moment, and then continued, "In Country M, there's only one person who has a grudge against me, my cousin Ling Xun."

Ye Wen frowned and wanted to ask why Ling Yun had a grudge against her cousin, but the words stopped at her lips. She thought of herself and Yun Zheng, who seemed to be cousins ​​and the hatred between them was also great.

She had also been in the circle of wealthy families, and knew how serious the family struggle for power was, and that they would use any means to achieve their goals.

For a woman like Ling Yun to hold the highest position in the family, there must be many people who are dissatisfied and some who want to make a comeback.

"Baby," Fu Xin held Ling Yun's hand, "When I get better, I'll help you kill them."

Fu Jingming snorted coldly, "You really are talking without any pain in your waist. Don't you have any idea of ​​your own strength?"

Fu Xin was embarrassed to be humiliated, especially in front of his beloved, "I am not capable, but you and my brother are not capable either? Can't you handle a little Ling Xun?"

Ling Yun frowned, "Ling Xun is not a simple person. He has been silent for several years and suddenly made a move. That proves that he is fully confident in dealing with me."

"If the enemy comes, we will stop him with our generals, and if the water comes, we will block it with earth," Fu Yan said nonchalantly, "I don't believe he can turn the world upside down in the capital."

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At night, Hong Rao changed into a set of red lace pajamas with a unique style, and wore a robe of the same color on the outside.

The door was knocked on time, and Hong Rao went to open it with her proud posture.

Han Ling held a red rose in his hand and handed it to Hong Rao, "Baby, this is a flower for you."

Hong Rao took the red rose, smelled it, and smiled, "You only give me one flower each time. You are so stingy. If someone doesn't know, they would think you just picked it from the vase in the hall!"

Even though Hong Rao was right, Han Ling remained calm. He put his arm around Hong Rao's slender waist and walked in. "Why did you call me here today?"

Hong Rao climbed up Han Ling's neck and said, "I miss you, don't you want to come and see me?"

"Of course I won't. I want to come and be with you every day." Han Ling lowered his head and kissed Hong Rao.

Hong Rao was particularly passionate today and responded fiercely to Han Ling's French kiss.

Han Ling quickly felt the urge and hugged Hong Rao tightly, wanting to take her to the bedroom.

Hong Rao released Han Ling's lips and said, "Don't worry, let's have a drink first to cheer ourselves up."

"What do you want to drink?" Han Ling was eager to get to the point, and was a little unhappy to be interrupted, "Let's have it first and then drink."

Hong Rao pointed at the bar, "I'm ready, just waiting for you to come drink with me!"

There was a bottle of red wine on the bar, and two glasses were already filled with wine. Hong Rao pulled Han Ling over and casually handed him a glass, "The wine is ready, let's have a drink first."

Han Ling took the wine glass and put his arm around Hong Rao, "Then let's drink from each other's cups."

Hong Rao blinked her eyes. There was a hint of glare in the two's eyes as they drank. Who could believe that both of them wanted to take each other's life!

After drinking a glass of wine, Han Ling picked up Hong Rao and walked into the bedroom.

A room spinning.

After it was over, Hong Rao lay on Han Ling's chest, her red lips slightly parted, her breathing still a little unstable. Her hands touched Han Ling's abdominal muscles and she asked softly, "Han Ling, do you like me?"

"Did I not work hard enough just now?" Han Ling pinched Hong Rao's face, "Isn't my performance obvious?"

"Then why don't you mind that I have other men?" Hong Rao asked, biting her lower lip.

Han Ling's body stiffened for a moment, but soon recovered, and he laughed out loud, "Do I mind being useful?"

"It's really useless," Hong Rao also laughed. She touched Han Ling's chest and murmured, "I don't want to give up this body. I don't know if I can find one that satisfies me in the future."

"What do you mean by that?" Han Ling heard the hidden meaning and his body tensed up, "Hong Rao, you..."

Han Ling suddenly felt dizzy. He shook his head, and his eyelids became heavier. "What did you give me to drink?"

Hong Rao propped herself up and looked at Han Ling, "Poison!"

Seeing Han Ling's expression suddenly change, Hong Rao smiled charmingly, "You should know me very well. I am the person who least wants to suffer losses."

"You made me drink poisoned tea, so I must make you drink poisoned wine. It's rude not to return the favor."