"You'd better take care of yourself."

Liang Yu walked towards him.

"..."

Fu Yanye was puzzled by Liang Yu's question.

Even Zhuo Jian looked at her doubtfully.

How on earth could this woman who appeared out of nowhere approach a married man so confidently?

He also turned a blind eye to his wife.

"You are extremely ill yourself, and you still care about others."

Liang Yu stepped forward, stared at him and scolded him before gouging out Zhuo Jian.

Even Wang Rui and Yuan Man, who were about to leave in the car, couldn't listen.

Is their boss terminally ill?

People?

Yuan Man looked at the woman in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but muttered: "Will one day a woman like this run out in front of me and hug you and say I am someone else?"

"Then she'll be miserable."

Wang Rui smiled.

The only women he has been involved with in his life are only two.

One is Lin Ruxiang, who almost lost his life when he was a bodyguard, but she didn't care about him and called him like a dog.

Lin Ruxiang is almost dead now, and then there is Yuan Man. Yuan Man wants to grow old together with him. If anyone dares to bully her, he hopes that Yuan Man will stop talking and kill him directly.

"Am I terminally ill?"

Fu Yanye asked.

"I just called Auntie from the hospital and I was right next to you. The most important thing for you now is to take care of yourself."

Liang Yu said and raised her hand to hook his wrist.

Fu Yanye frowned at her actions, and the next second he quickly pulled away and hid behind Zhuo Jian: "Don't get too close to me. My mysophobia has become so severe recently that I feel like vomiting when I smell unfamiliar smells."

"..."

Liang Yu looked at him in shock.

what does this mean?

Zhuo Jian almost laughed when she heard Fu Yanye's words, but she still tensed up. She glanced at the person who never took her seriously, and said sweetly: "Husband, I suddenly feel dizzy. Can you carry me upstairs?

good?"

Fu Yanye glanced down at her, and Zhuo Jian stared at him too.

Then Fu Yanye smiled, picked her up from the ground, hugged her, and said to her, "It's so cruel to let a terminally ill person hug you."

"You are so cruel. Miss Liang cares so much about you and you are disgusting."

Zhuo Jian looked at him with charming eyes, but her words were clear.

Fu Yanye carried Zhuo Jian and entered directly from the front door. Liang Yu turned around and looked at their backs, stamping her feet angrily: "What do they mean?"

The housekeeper didn't dare to say anything. He just felt that Miss Liang was going too far, but fortunately, their young lady and young master were better.

It's been a long time since I've seen Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye have such a tacit understanding, so the housekeeper felt that it was necessary to publicize this matter in the family group.

Wang Yue was chatting with Mrs. Liang. When she saw her son coming in with his daughter-in-law in his arms, he immediately stood up nervously: "What's wrong, baby?"

"She's not feeling well. I'll take her upstairs first."

Fu Yanye said, his long legs not stopping at all.

Naturally, I didn’t say hello to Mrs. Liang.

"Not feeling well? Are you shocked? Honey, how do you feel? Sister-in-law Zhang, hurry up and call the young lady's attending doctor. Hurry up."

Wang Yue said hurriedly, followed him upstairs, and quickly arranged for his aunt to call.

Actually...

In the family group, the housekeeper said: "No need to call, the young lady is just pretending."

Everyone started sending puzzled expressions, and then laughed expressions.

Mrs. Liang slowly stood up with doubts in her eyes. She had no idea what was going on, but suddenly everyone gathered upstairs, and no one in the living room entertained her anymore.
Chapter completed!