High-priced new wife: mistakenly committed dangerous love madness

"Pa—" the wine glass shattered, Young Master Rong stood up excitedly, grabbed his collar tightly and asked, "What did you say? Say it again!"

"Uncle Rong..." Xuewei stood up nervously and looked at Feng Churui worriedly.

After the latter gave her a reassuring look, she sat down slowly.

Feng Churui looked at the face in front of him who was about to go berserk, smiled lowly, and didn't plan to make trouble with him anymore, and said truthfully: "Today An Ning came to the city hall to talk to me about the progress of the case, and when she was about to leave, she suddenly felt nauseous and retched. She explained It’s a bad stomach, I don’t look like it, Secretary Wu said that his wife was like this when she was pregnant, and the pregnancy reaction was very severe, and she vomited faintly.”

"An Ning's stomach has always been very good!" Rong Shao said excitedly.

Feng Churui patted his hand away and straightened his tie: "That's the pregnancy reaction. By the way, I found out that she was wearing flat shoes. If you don't believe me, you can go and confirm it yourself..."

Before Feng Churui finished speaking, Young Master Rong rushed out of the box excitedly. During this period, he almost bumped into the coffee table because of his haste, and his tall figure staggered several times.

"Young Master Rong, what's the matter?" Outside the private room, Xu Zhiyuan looked at Rong Shao who had lost his bearing in doubt and asked.

"Hurry up, go to Villa Christine!" Rong Yan didn't have time to tell him, and roared while rushing out.

Xu Zhiyuan who came to his senses did not dare to slack off, and immediately followed.

The door of the private room was slammed shut with a bang, and Rong Shao's figure had disappeared.

Looking at the closed door, Tang Chao sighed again: "Why is the young master's life so unlucky! Yan at least quarreled, and Luo Anning is still pregnant... There is still a chance to redeem it."

Feng Churui ignored him and let him feel sad and sad. He walked up to Wu Xuewei, saw her obediently put down her chopsticks, touched her head and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Wu Xuewei nodded, very obediently: "I'm done eating, Uncle Feng."

"Let's go then, I'll take you home." After finishing speaking, Feng Churui said to Tang Chao: "Ah Chao, I'll take Xuewei home, let's go first."

Tang Chao's thoughts were all hopeless, and he waved his hands: "Go."

Patting him on the shoulder, Feng Churui said in a low voice: "Don't drink too much, be careful with your own proportions."

Tang Chao waved his hand impatiently, before he glanced at Wu Xuewei, turned around and walked out.

"Ouch—" With a low cry, Wu Xuewei stepped on an empty wine bottle with her high heels and sprained her ankle!

Feng Churui turned his head when he heard the sound, looked at her pitiful little figure squatting on the ground, and turned cold: "You learned how to wear high heels at a young age, do you know it's wrong now?"

Wu Xuewei lowered her head aggrievedly, and muttered softly: "I'm afraid you'll treat me like a child, don't men like mature women..."

"Get up, let's go back."

Seeing his tall back walking out, Wu Xuewei called him unwillingly: "Uncle Feng, my feet hurt...I can't get up."

Feng Churui turned around again, looked at her noblely, Wu Xuewei stretched out her arms to him pitifully, "Uncle Feng hugs me, I can't go anymore."

A trace of helplessness flashed across Feng Churui's elegant face, he sighed, stepped forward and picked her up horizontally, and walked out of the private room.

Wu Xuewei wrapped her arms around his neck consciously, nestled in his arms, and secretly smiled.

This sprained foot is worth it!

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In the middle of the night, the Lincoln motorcade stopped in front of the villa. Before the bodyguard opened the door, Young Master Rong slammed the door and got out of the car.