Reborn as a heiress, she transforms into a ruthless vengeful woman.

Chapter 133 A Real Nightmare

Hua Qingmeng's gaze towards Ye Xinghe was chilling and cold, her clear voice filled with suppressed anger, "What did you call me downstairs just now? Have you forgotten so quickly?"

Ye Xinghe couldn't remember what she had just said. She felt heavy and weak, and her eyelids started to droop. Leaning against the bedroom door, she said, "That's not the point, okay? It doesn't matter where I sleep. But this room is not okay, it makes me uncomfortable."

"You can sleep anywhere?" Hua Qingmeng stood there with his hands in his pockets, raising an eyebrow at Ye Xinghe. Then he approached her step by step, took her hand, and was about to walk out. "Then come with me."

Ye Xinghe didn't resist at all, letting him pull her to the room across the street. Hua Qingmeng curled his lips and said in a somewhat improper tone, "Then you can sleep here tonight."

Ye Xinghe forced her eyes open and looked around. The room was large, composed of only black, white, and gray tones, without any other colors mixed in. Although the colors looked somber, it was clear that the bedding was made of very high-quality materials.

Ye Xinghe felt sleepy again, her eyelids grew heavier, and all she wanted to do was lie down in bed immediately. She nodded, "Okay."

After saying that, he staggered to the bedside, lifted a corner of the blanket and crawled inside, curling up and lying in the blanket like a little turtle.

Looking at Ye Xinghe like this, Hua Qingmeng couldn't help but frown. She was completely different from the woman who had just been wielding a whip in the bar. He even wondered if he was imagining things.

Hua Qingmeng walked to the bedside and poked her shoulder. "Wake up, this isn't your room, and you haven't brushed your teeth or taken a shower yet."

Ye Xinghe mumbled a response, then turned her face to the other side and buried her head to continue sleeping.

Helpless, Hua Qingmeng poked her a few more times and found that Ye Xinghe was sleeping like a dead pig. Even if he threw her on the ground now, she might not wake up.

What a foolish woman, she actually slept here without any precautions.

So he went into the bathroom, took a shower, changed into a bathrobe, and went back to the bedside.

Beneath Ye Xinghe's fluffy chestnut hair, her small face was rosy and her long eyelashes made her look like a porcelain doll. Looking at her peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, Hua Qingmeng's heart skipped a beat. He muttered to himself in a low voice, "It's not that I took advantage of her; it's that you refused to leave."

He slowly reached out and gently touched her face, but suddenly felt something was wrong; her face was a little hot.

He placed his entire palm on Ye Xinghe's forehead and found it was burning hot. No wonder she wouldn't wake up no matter how he called her; she had a fever.

This was the first time Hua Qingmeng had encountered such a situation in his life. He didn't know if there were any fever reducers at home, and even if there were, he didn't know where they were. He could only call Lin Hao and ask him to buy some.

He turned on his computer and searched on Baidu for "what to do if you suddenly develop a high fever in the middle of the night".

After the search results came out, Hua Qingmeng read them aloud to herself: "First, drink water in moderation."

"He's delirious with fever and can't even wake up! How can he drink water!"

"Secondly, wipe the whole body with warm water..."

When this line was read, Hua Qingmeng's face flushed red. She glanced back at Ye Xinghe, then looked at the third line, "Taking medication..."

Hua Qingmeng angrily closed the computer and searched for a long time, but found no useful information.

At this time, there was a knock on the door.

Lin Hao was about to walk into the room with the fever reducer and thermometer when Hua Qingmeng stopped him at the door, saying, "Just give me the things."

After saying that, he shut Lin Hao out the door.

Lin Hao gently knocked on the door. "Hua Hua, do you have a fever? How high is it?"

After waiting for a while without any response from the room, Lin Hao was about to go back to rest when the door opened. Hua Qingmeng was holding a thermometer and looking at him. "How do I use this?" she asked.

Lin Hao was taken aback, then looked at Hua Qingmeng with a mischievous grin, "It's not you who has a fever, it's that 'hidden beauty' who has a fever, right? I understand."

Hua Qingmeng's face darkened: "Are you going to tell me or not?"

Lin Hao quickly wiped the smile off his face and said seriously, "This is a forehead thermometer. Point it at your forehead and press this button to see the result. If it's over 38.5 degrees Celsius, take this fever reducer. It says here that adults should take..."

"Alright, I understand. Stop nagging." Hua Qingmeng snatched the bag back and slammed the door shut.

Hua Qingmeng returned to the bedside and saw that Ye Xinghe's face was even redder than before. Not just her face, but her entire body was flushed. Her lips were dry and pale, and she lay curled up in a small ball under the covers, completely devoid of her usual bright, charming, proud, and intelligent demeanor. Now, Ye Xinghe looked so weak and helpless that it was heartbreaking.

"Chu Mofan...Chu Mofan..."

Ye Xinghe muttered to herself. She was delirious with fever, her whole body ached and she was weak. She was not very clear-headed. She only felt that she was floating up. When she was in mid-air, a pair of black hands suddenly appeared and pushed her hard, causing her to fall into the damp and dark basement where she had died in her previous life.

At this moment, Hua Qingmeng, who was sitting by the bed, had an extremely gloomy face!

"Lying on my bed, calling out another man's name! Ye Xinghe, all my kindness to you, serving you in the middle of the night, is for nothing!"

Hua Qingmeng was so angry that her face turned red. She threw the thermometer on the bed and was about to leave the room.

"I'm in so much pain... my whole body hurts so much..." Tears streamed down Ye Xinghe's flushed face as she writhed uncomfortably on the bed.

Hua Qingmeng stepped back, looking at Ye Xinghe with a cold expression. He was waiting; as soon as Ye Xinghe called out another man's name again, he would immediately throw her out of the window!

Ye Xinghe's expression was one of extreme pain, tears streaming down her face. She clutched the corner of the blanket tightly with both hands, sobbing and pleading, "No! Don't gouge out my eyes! Don't break my legs! I'm so scared... the rats are biting me... it hurts so much..."

Ye Xinghe cried and rambled on in a daze, leaving Hua Qingmeng stunned for a while. He listened in a daze, and his anger dissipated a lot.

Seeing Ye Xinghe's agonizing appearance and hearing her mutter about cruel torture, Hua Qingmeng could hardly imagine what a terrible nightmare she was having.

"Xinghe! Xinghe! Wake up!" Hua Qingmeng patted Ye Xinghe's face and called out softly.

Ye Xinghe was still reeling from the nightmare. With her eyes tightly shut, she continued to sob, "How could you be so cruel! How could you do this to me! To my family! You demons! I will never forgive you in my next life! I will become a vengeful ghost and torment you! Not just in the next life! But for all eternity!"