He is like a delusional person

After waiting anxiously all morning, Wen Sheng finally waited until Fu Yanlin came back from the clinic. He was on crutches and looked seriously injured. He needed the help of the driver and Chen Lanjuan to get out of the car.

Seeing Wen Sheng, Fu Yanlin immediately pretended to be pitiful again, "A Sheng, I'm fine. The doctor said that he can just lie down for a few days."

"Who asked if you were okay?" Wen Sheng didn't know where the anger came from, so she turned away in anger.

"A Sheng, wait for me -" Fu Yanlin caught up with him on crutches.

As soon as he reached the door, Jiang Ruxin came out of the house and blocked him from the door.

"Who gave you permission to enter the house?"

"Go back to the hotel and stay there by yourself."

Chen Lanjuan helped, "Brother Xin, something happened to Xiao Fu on the farm. We are also responsible for not taking good care of Wangcai. His luggage and documents were left in a taxi when he came from the airport yesterday. Where can he go?"

"That's also his problem. If he can't find a hotel, he'll sleep on the street!" Jiang Ruxin's face was as cold as the cold winter in December.

If you want to play a trick, there is no way!

"I have already called the police, and I promise to leave as soon as I find my luggage and documents. Dad, I can just squeeze in with the workers these days, it's okay." Fu Yanlin lowered his attitude and remained shameless.

Jiang Ruxin glared at him, "Do you have any shame?"

"If it doesn't work out, I can just go to the warehouse for a few days. I don't have any money, and even eating is a problem." Fu Yanlin continued to grind patiently.

Chen Lanjuan said that as long as he could find a way to stay, the rest would be much easier.

What is shame?

Can you coax your wife back?

For Wen Sheng, Fu Yanlin even risked his life. What do face and dignity mean to him?

"Is it because of me that you can't eat? Why should I take you in?" Jiang Ruxin looked disgusted.

Fu Yanlin smiled humbly, "Of course this has nothing to do with you, but Chairman Jiang is a well-known philanthropist in Jiangzhou. He won't just watch me starve to death on the streets of a foreign country, right? If word gets out, your face will look bad It’s not even bright.”

"I have already taken care of the Fu family's affairs. I came here specifically to report to you."

"How about you let me go in and have a drink of water, and then I can tell you slowly?"

Fu Yanlin's words were like tickling Jiang Ruxin's heart. He left Jiangzhou for a month and listened to countless versions about the Fu family from Jiang Shifang, so of course he wanted to give it a try.

After all, this matter has something to do with Wen Sheng.

Let him go in and sit for ten minutes, isn't it too much?

"Brother Xin, let him go in and have a drink of water." Chen Lanjuan also persuaded him.

Jiang Ruxin thought for a moment and nodded reluctantly, "Go in."

Fu Yanlin was overjoyed and entered the house on crutches. Looking left and right, Wen Sheng was nowhere to be seen.

Jiang Ruxin saw through his little thoughts and snorted coldly and said, "A Sheng was in a bad mood because of you yesterday, so she went upstairs to sleep. If you have anything to say, please tell me immediately. I'm still waiting to inspect the farm."

Fu Yanlin sat down on the sofa obediently, took the hot tea from Chen Lanjuan, calmed down his emotions, and told everything that happened in the past month.

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bedroom.

Wen Sheng was sitting in front of the dressing table in a daze, not even knowing when Zhu Qingjiashi would come in.

"Sister Sheng, are you really not going to go downstairs to see Mr. Fu?"

Wen Sheng came to his senses, put down his comb and replied casually, "Didn't you see him just now? Judging from his shameless appearance, he doesn't lack a piece of flesh, so he should be fine."

"I heard from my mother that he was seriously injured. If he were sent to the hospital later, the leg would probably be useless," Zhu Qingjia said.

Wen Sheng's hands on his knees clenched quietly, "That's what he deserves. He didn't dodge when Wang Cai pounced on him."

"Are you feeling distressed?"

"No."

"Duplicity." Zhu Qingjia stepped forward, patted Wen Sheng on the shoulder, and suggested, "Sister Sheng, why don't you go and relax for a while, and I will go downstairs for you to spy on the military situation. But he thought it was quite pitiful. When we took a taxi, I lost my luggage and documents, so I can't stay in a hotel now, so I'll probably have to sleep on the street tonight." Wen Sheng was stunned, "Is it true or not?"

"I just heard from my mother, it should be right."

There was a worried look in Wen Sheng's eyes, but he still said stubbornly, "The third young master of the Fu family, can this little trouble make it difficult for him?"

Father, like son.

How could Zhu Qingjia not see Wen Sheng's duplicity? She didn't expose it on the spot, "Okay, I'll go downstairs and keep an eye on Mr. Fu for you."

"I'm going to sleep."

Wen Sheng went downstairs again, and Fu Yanlin had left.

Looking at the empty living room, Wen Sheng felt as if a corner was missing. Jiang Ruxin saw through her daughter's thoughts, coughed slightly and said, "That kid shamelessly stayed and squeezed in the workers' dormitory. I will send him away after his leg heals in a few days."

Wen Sheng hummed, put down the bowls and chopsticks, stood up and left, "I'm full, let's go upstairs to rest first."

"A Sheng, I haven't told him about your pregnancy yet." Jiang Ruxin's expression was still not good, but her tone was much gentler than in the morning. "As for whether you want to tell that kid, you decide for yourself."

Of course Wen Sheng understood what Jiang Ruxin meant. He slowly turned around and asked, "Dad, were you bribed by Fu Yanlin too?"

"No, in my heart I have the biggest daughter - even though I don't think he can be entirely blamed for this, after all, it was Fu Yuhe who killed Wen Tingshu back then." Jiang Ruxin coughed lightly.

Besides, it is pitiful for a child to be born without a father.

Whenever Jiang Ruxin thinks about the years when her daughter was absent from her growing up, she feels guilty.

That brat Fu Yanlin knows how to stir up emotions!

"Oh." Wen Sheng nodded thoughtfully, turned and went upstairs.

early morning.

That night, Wen Sheng didn't sleep well and kept having nightmares. But every dream is about Fu Yanlin.

Finally, she dreamed that the German shepherd dog pounced on Fu Yanlin, and she woke up so frightened that her face was covered with sweat.

The next second, Wen Sheng's hands were held.

In the darkness, a familiar voice sounded in my ears. "Honey, are you having a nightmare?"

Wen Sheng sat up and was taken into Fu Yanlin's arms. The faint smell of disinfectant mixed with the familiar body fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose. She finally couldn't control her emotions and burst into tears.

"I dreamed that you were bitten by a dog."

"There was a lot of blood."

Fu Yanlin was stunned, and subconsciously hugged the woman in his arms tighter, "I'm sorry, I scared you. I'm fine. I just need to rest for a few days."

"Have you had your rabies vaccination?"

"beated."

Wen Sheng suddenly thought of something, pushed Fu Yanlin away and asked hurriedly, "I obviously locked the bedroom door, how did you get in?"

A ray of silver light fell on the side of Fu Yanlin's face, with a smile on his lips, "I climbed up to the balcony along the water pipe and climbed in through the window."

"Are you crazy?" Wen Shengxing stared, angry and annoyed.

"I haven't seen you for a month. I think you are going crazy." Fu Yanlin's eyes were red and his voice was choked. "Honey, if you want to beat me or scold me, you can even kill me. Please don't leave me, okay?"

He was humbled to the dust, with a firm gaze in his red eyes.

"I can not lose you!"