Chapter 72 Who Doesn't Have Something They're Afraid Of
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Suddenly turning around, she was met with a dark, cold face, and the man exuded a chilling aura that struck her heart like electricity.
Fear welled up inside her, and she avoided his gaze, not daring to look at him.
"Where do you think you're going?" his deep voice carried a trace of anger.
"Of course, I'm going home since the fever is gone..." Wen Meimei spoke softly, her voice weak from her debilitated state.
She tried to withdraw her hand, but Qiao Chengxun refused to allow it, gripping it even tighter instead, while his other hand suddenly pressed against her forehead.
Still burning up.
Dammit, this is what she calls the fever breaking? Has this woman's brain been fried?
Without another word, he scooped her up around the waist and turned back towards the sickroom.
Realizing the direction he was taking, Wen Meimei started to struggle desperately, "I want to go home, put me down!"
"Don't move around," the man commanded sternly.