Tangled Up In Blue

Poppi pursed her lips and felt a little embarrassed, "well, Mr. Ji, I'm going out. I might come a little late this afternoon."
Emily didn't say anything. Emily just looked up and down at Poppi, waiting calmly to see what Benson wanted to say.
"What's wrong?" Benson restrained his smile and took his hand out of his pocket. "Why are you going out?" he asked nervously
"Well..."
"Mr. Ji." Then Sean continued in a still cold voice, "Mr. Si, our young master fainted from a fever, so he wanted Mrs. Mo to come
and see him. I hope you can forgive us."
Benson frowned and took a deep look at Poppi. He was a little angry with her but said, "you didn't wait for him. Do you want to
see him on your own? Aren't you mad at him? "
Poppi blinked her eyes. She felt a little indecisive. Before she could say anything, Benson let off steam by himself and laughed at
himself, "go ahead. Anyway, you have always been like this before."
When they were still lovers, there was a quarrel between them. Because of it, Poppi was so angry that she ignored Benson for
two days. But when she heard that he was sick, she went to visit him without saying a word. And her anger disappeared. As a
matter of fact, she couldn't be so cruel hearted as to tell her the truth. Or Because she loved him, she would forgive him no
matter how angry she was. And Benson could never understand such a feeling.
"Thank you, Mr. Ji." Poppi finished her words quickly and left with Sean, daring not to hold on. What she feared most was to hear
those words' before ' from Benson. As those memories had disappeared, they should not mention it and think about it. This was
what they should do most.
Benson nodded his head and kept looking at Poppi.
"Young master?" Emily was curious about how Sean called Malcolm. "I read the news this morning Did he refer to Malcolm as
young master, the young master of Quan family? "
Benson rubbed his nose with his hand and said, "you may underestimate and belittle I don't think Malcolm likes the young
master of Quan family The two words' young master 'didn't represent his identity, but represented his status. "
"Status? What status? " Asked Emily curiously.

"His status is only second to that of the 'crown prince', Mr. Barry. For the white hand, he is Mr. Mo while for the dark hand, he is
the 'young master'." Clenching his teeth, Benson realized that the second master in Hongmen Sect was even more powerful than
the young master of Quan family.
The sound of elevator door opening came to his ears slowly. When Benson heard it, he couldn't help looking over there.
Although he couldn't see anything, he knew that Poppi had entered the elevator.
"Mr. Ji, you are really a honest man." Emily suddenly changed the topic and said sourly to Benson, "if you like her, you can chase
her back." Not long ago, when Benson saw that Poppi was going out, he was so nervous, and when he heard that she was going
to see Malcolm who was sick, he felt depressed. All of these were caught in her eyes.
"We both have our own lives and she is very happy. Why should I go after her?" Asked Benson.
The reason why Benson said so was that he didn't want to disturb the happiness of Poppi, which was why he didn't want to be
with her again, but not because he didn't love her. Although she knew how Benson felt, she still felt heartbroken every time she
thought of it. If I didn't get myself involved in an affair, and used every means to be Benson's fiancee, but to win his heart by true
heart, would the situation be different now?
"Benson, do you know how much I envied Poppi?" Emily said slowly with dark eyes.
Hearing this, Benson's pupils shrank, "it should be Poppi who should to envious."
'Poppi is supposed to be Emily's elder sister! Half sister He had already investigated. Although he didn't know what had
happened that year, it was the undeniable fact that after Poppi was born, Amanda ran abroad. Emily grew up like a princess,
while Poppi lost her maternal love all her life! So, who should envy whom?
Emily snorted, "for what? For you don't want me to love you? "
"You are being superficial!" With a sneer, Benson strode forward. "Tell me, why are you here today?"
Emily didn't say anything else, "this afternoon, I will discuss the cooperation between the Charlotte family and George. Let's have
dinner together tonight."
"Have you decided it?" Benson was a little surprised. "But we haven't found out who Mr. Lawrence really is. What's more, you
just made the decision in such a hurry. Is he really safe?"
"I have discussed with my father and he agreed." Emily shrugged.

In this case, Benson couldn't stop her although he was worried, and he said, "Pei group guaranteed for Wind International Group
and provide capital support for Wind International Group And now you plan to invest so much money at the same time, is it
appropriate? "
"No gains until there is risks." Emily said determinedly with eyes looking straight ahead.
Hearing this, Benson's heart sank. He didn't say anything more.
In the CEO's office, SG headquarters.
In the lounge, Malcolm was put on a drip. He felt very dizzy, with his lips pale and his face a little red. He put one of his arms on
his forehead and kept murmuring, "Poppi, Poppi..."
But Cora dared not to disturb Malcolm.
She came here as soon as she heard that Malcolm had a fever. She knew that Malcolm had always been in good health. The
last time he had a fever was a few years ago, and now he suddenly had a fever. How could she not worry about him?
"Poppi..."
Murmured Malcolm excitedly. With his eyes closed, he stretched out his hand to grab something.
Seeing that right hand wanted to grab something, all of a sudden, Cora got impulsive and reflexively handed her hand to
Malcolm's right hand.
Then Malcolm closed his eyes and grabbed her cold fingers. As if finding antidote, he whispered, "Poppi..."
Cora had never been so nervous like this. In the quiet lounge, the only thing she could hear was her own heartbeat. It turned out
that she could also be so close to Malcolm, could see his breath, could see his sleeping appearance, could be held by him, could
"Mrs. Mo, this way."
All of a sudden, the sound of Sean and his hasty footsteps came from outside the door. Hearing that, Cora's ears moved. She
hurriedly got rid of Malcolm and pulled her hand out. When she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she looked at the bed, only
to find that Malcolm had opened his eyes and was staring at her with a blazing sight. She had nowhere to hide from the stare.
Cora's heart skipped a beat and her face turned bloodless in an instant.

Click
The lounge door was pushed open from the outside when they were arguing. Poppi rushed in without noticing anything unusual
in the lounge. She asked anxiously, "Malcolm, Malcolm, how are you?"
Hearing the voice of Poppi, Malcolm quickly turned around to look and felt relieved. Hearing that, Cora relaxed.
Seeing that Malcolm was in a bad condition and lying in bed feebly, not looking as energetic as usual, Poppi felt sorry for him.
She walked to the bedside and asked gently, "how is it? Are you feeling bad? "
"Here you are." With one hand on the bed, Malcolm sat up suddenly. He coughed, "I'm fine." Then he waved at Sean and Cora
and said, "you may go out now."
"Okay, Mr. Mo."
"Yes, Mr. Mo."
Sean and Cora left the lounge first. Cora closed the door. Then she looked at Malcolm through the crack of the door, very
depressed and depressed.
Poppi raised her hand to check the temperature on Malcolm's forehead. It was so hot that made him feel like his head was going
to explode. She said anxiously, "lie down. Don't move, okay? You need more rest if you have a fever. "
After saying that, Poppi didn't see any response from Malcolm. Poppi looked up in surprise, only to find that Malcolm was staring
at her. Not knowing what happened, she blushed as if she was the one who had a fever.
"Why are you looking at me?" Poppi murmured and held Malcolm to lie down.
Malcolm blocked Poppi and held her by the arm. He shook his head and explained, "I stayed in the bathtub all night and the
water got cold. I got a fever because of this I didn't touch Celine. Trust me. "
A trace of disbelief flashed through Poppi's eyes, and she felt uncomfortable just thinking of the night he stayed with Celine.
Before she said anything, Malcolm gave a big sneeze and his face turned redder.
"Have a good rest!" Without any hesitation, Poppi helped Malcolm lie down, "we'll talk about it later when you get better."
"Then you stay here with me." Malcolm asked in a coquettish tone. Uneasiness could be seen in his eyes.

Poppi tucked him in and sighed heavily, "Okay, I'll be here with you."
Malcolm chuckled. He forced himself to lie on the bed obediently after receiving the affirmative answer from Poppi. His tall body
curled up in the narrow and small bed and holding her hand tightly, his breathing slowly became stable.
In less than a minute, Malcolm fell into a deep sleep, just instinctively clutching Poppi.
Poppi combed his hair and was about to raise her hand when a thought came to her mind. It was said on TV that "wife does not
be cheated by husband", they all sniffed at the husband's smell, then looked at the hickeys on the neck, finally confirmed if there
is any woman's hair on the lower body, and they didn't know if these method would work
Thinking of this, Poppi had already stretched out her hand that had not been held by Malcolm. She quietly moved her hand to his
shirt collar. "Phew!" Poppi took a breath quietly and opened the collar of his shirt. Then she lowered her head slightly to look for
the hair and traces of kiss.
Malcolm's neck was so beautiful, slender and smooth, with clavicle and sexy. No wonder I can't control myself! Poppi was
confused and lowered her head, sniffing and smelling on Malcolm's body.
There was a slight taste of alcohol and a slight taste It smelt like Malcolm's smell more than smell of perfume.