The new wife of a wealthy family: the black-bellied president can't be messed with

Back in the room, Wen Jinyang let Mu Wan rest first, and he went to fetch breakfast.

Who knew that when he opened the door, he saw Yu Yuqing coming up with their breakfast.

"Hello, Mr. Wen, this is breakfast for you and your wife."

"Thank you." Wen Jinyang didn't know who this person was, but took the breakfast anyway.

"Mr. Wen, this is my business card." Yu Yuqing said, taking out a business card from her pocket.

With a faint smile on Wen Jinyang's face, he took the business card: "Okay."

He closed the door, and Mu Wan moved the wooden table over: "Who is that?"

"Yu Yuqing? Huaya Architectural Design Company?" Wen Jinyang read the business card, put it aside and arranged it for the morning.

"Why did he give you a business card?" Mu Wan looked at the hot scallop porridge, as if it was very attractive.

"Recently, we have opened several large projects, and we do plan to call for bids. Let's see which powerful design company will undertake the design part of our new building." Wen Jinyang doesn't take it seriously, "In fact, the group has already cooperated quite tacitly. design institute."

This is for sure, the real estate companies under the wlm group have opened many real estate projects, and have already formed a mature cooperation chain. It is almost impossible for peripheral design companies to intervene.

"If it's Grandma Yu's son, I can give it a chance. Maybe he has very good designers, and their works are even more outstanding!" Mu Wan just said casually, and she never interrupted his business affairs. .

"That's true, but I have handed over the project to the people below, and the bidding will be open. If they really have excellent works, people will naturally appreciate them."

Don't talk about this, after eating late breakfast, the two of them sat on the balcony and chatted on the wooden board.

While chatting, she fell asleep in his arms.Wen Jinyang thought that she didn't get enough sleep last night, so she carried her back to the house to sleep.

Seeing Mu Wan falling asleep, he let her lean into his arms, and took out his phone to check the emails.

After a while, I felt that the person in my arms was moving, and my heart seemed to be in extreme pain if I didn't cover my heart with my hands.

"Nini?" Wen Jinyang put his hand on her forehead, feeling slightly hot.

Mu Wan seemed to be trapped in a nightmare, and she couldn't wake up no matter what.

Wen Jinyang was frightened, and patted her face lightly: "Nini, aren't you feeling uncomfortable?"

Only then did she open her eyes and nestle in his arms: "It's nothing, just a tightness in her chest."

"Let's go to the hospital right away." Wen Jinyang heard that it was his chest, but it could be big or small.

"I'm fine, probably because I didn't sleep last night." She didn't want to move at all, and she didn't think it was a big deal, "Jinyang, don't make a fuss, okay?"

"You seem to have a fever. I'll go get a thermometer from Grandma Yu." Wen Jinyang said immediately without daring to ignore it.

Mu Wan didn't object this time, when she sat up like this, she also felt that her chest didn't hurt anymore, but it was true that she was dizzy.

Wen Jinyang went downstairs to ask Grandma Yu for a thermometer, and Yu Yuqing immediately said, "Boss Wen, I'll find it for you."

"Yuqing, how do you know where it is?" Grandma Yu rolled her eyes at her son, and brought the medicine kit, "Mr. Wen, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, my wife has a little fever."

"Did I catch a cold when I went out this morning to catch a cold? I'll make ginger soup for Mrs. Wen." Grandma Yu said immediately.

"Grandma Yu, thank you very much." Wen Jinyang went upstairs with the medicine box.

He took the thermometer and held Mu Wan in his mouth: "Is your chest still tight?"

With a thermometer in her mouth, she shook her head and leaned into his arms to doze off.

Wen Jinyang touched her forehead again and held her in his arms.After a while, when the time was up, he took out his body temperature and saw that it was 37 degrees 9, and he had a low fever.

"Probably because of the blowing in the morning." It's just that her heart began to hurt as if stuffy again, and she was afraid that Wen Jinyang would be worried, so she could only bear it and pretend that nothing happened.

"It's still too little." Wen Jinyang was quite worried, "Let's go back to Qingyang now, and go to the hospital right away."

"It's just a low-grade fever. It's okay. Besides, it's not considered a fever. My body is very strong. It's okay." Mu Wan didn't allow him to move around, so he finally came out to play, of course he had to have fun.

"Is there any discomfort?" He was still worried and asked again and again.

"No."

"Then lie down and rest for a while." Wen Jinyang told her to lie down and covered her with a quilt.

Wen Jinyang opened Grandma Yu's hospital box to see if there was any medicine for clearing away heat and eliminating cold.I found several packs of Bupleurum granules: "This is an over-the-counter medicine, and it has the effect of dispelling cold and cold. I'll brew a pack for you."

"Yeah." She hugged the quilt and saw that he brought the cup, cut open the medicine bag, poured hot water into it, and did not forget to blow on the hot air.She smiled at Mimi immediately, as if her chest didn't hurt anymore.

"Drink this first." Wen Jinyang picked her up in one hand after soaking, and blew hot air on her.

Mu Wan obediently drank the granule he had prepared. The hot granule was not bitter and even had a sweet taste of ginger.

"I feel much more comfortable, this medicine really works." Mu Wan said.

Wen Jinyang didn't believe it, he wanted to touch her forehead from time to time, with a worried expression on his face.

The door rang, and when he went to open it, it was Yu Yuqing again.

"Mr. Wen, my mother has cooked ginger soup for Mrs. Wen, and he also put some minced meat, black beans and eggs." Yu Yuqing said with a flattering expression.

"Thank you." Wen Jinyang was really grateful, often this kind of ginger soup is more useful than a cold.

"You're welcome, call us anytime you need anything." Yu Yuqing replied.

Wen Jinyang came in and put it on the small wooden table: "Nini, let's eat this before going to bed."

"Okay." Mu Wan sat up obediently.

He hurriedly took a coat and put it on her, and then blew hot air on her, then watched her eat intently.

"Well, the ginger soup made by Grandma Yu is really delicious." She took a sip, and then gave him a spoonful for him to taste it too.

"You eat, eat this and sleep well." Wen Jinyang didn't eat, but concentrated on watching her eat.

Mu Wan continued to eat, finishing all the ingredients in this big bowl of ginger soup.

After watching her finish eating, he covered her with a quilt: "Sleep well, I'll send the things down."

"Okay." She lay down and closed her eyes.

When Wen Jinyang sent the bowl down, he took out his phone and made a call.

After the phone call, Yu Yuqing came over again: "Mr. Wen, is Mrs. Wen okay?"

"It's okay, thank you for your concern." This Yu Yuqing's attempt was too obvious, it seemed that he knew that he lived here, so he came to see him specially.

"That's good." Yu Yuqing's expression was not so natural, "That Mr. Wen, about..."

"Mr. Yu, my wife is still sick, I'll go up first, thank you." Wen Jinyang interrupted at the right time, and then went upstairs with a smile.