My sweet wife is so cute!

Chapter 9 Lu Chuan
Mo Sangsang breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and said briskly, "It's just a minor operation, it's not that expensive."

Leng Yejue raised his eyebrows, his tone became dangerous, "You mean, one of my arms is worthless?"

Mo Sangsang immediately fell silent, and pitifully moved a little to the side, almost shrinking himself into the sofa.

Just then, an untimely grunt sounded.

Mo Sangsang clutched his stomach in embarrassment, wishing there was a hole in the ground to get into.

From three or four o'clock in the afternoon to almost nine o'clock now, she hasn't even touched a drop of water.

Leng Yejue leaned forward, looking straight into Mosangsang's eyes with his long and narrow Danfeng eyes, "Are you hungry?"

"No..." Before she finished speaking, her stomach made an uncooperative grunt again.

Mosangsang, "..."

Seeing the girl's flushed face, Leng Yejue was in a good mood, straightened up, and said to the middle-aged man, "Uncle Fu, prepare dinner for her."

The middle-aged man named Fu Bo nodded respectfully, "Yes, master."

As soon as the words fell, there was another rush of footsteps at the door.

A man in a white windbreaker quickly walked into the hall, bringing a gust of wind.

Before he arrived, he teased and said, "Hey, which blind person dares to poke bullets at our Young Master?"

There was anxiety hidden deep in his tone.

Leng Yejue's face darkened, his narrow eyes narrowed, "Lu Chuan, shut your mouth."

Lu Chuan didn't hold back at all because of Leng Yejue's warning. He walked over carelessly, pulled the shirt off Leng Yejue's body casually, glanced at his wound, and immediately sweared, "Damn, Leng Yejue, you have healed your wounds, and you still called me all the way, are you playing with me?"

"Take your hand away!" Leng Yejue snorted coldly, and slapped Lu Chuan's hand away. He turned around and patted Mo Sangsang's head, his tone was softer, "Let's go to dinner first, and we'll talk about other things later .”

He said to Fu Bo again, "Take care of her."

Finally, Leng Yejue walked upstairs, and said to Lu Chuan in a cold voice, "Come up."

Only then did Lu Chuan realize that there was still a girl sitting in the hall.

The girl was completely huddled in the sofa, her eyes were red, and she looked like she had been bullied. She looked extremely pitiful.

When did his friend talk to a woman in such a gentle tone?
Moreover, compared with the tone when speaking to him, the difference is really not too big...

Lu Chuan immediately smelled something unusual, and there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes, and when he leaned in front of Mo Sangsang, he turned into a personable and gentle appearance in an instant, "Miss, I am Lu Chuan, nice to meet you ..."

Before Lu Chuan finished speaking, Leng Yejue stopped at the stairs, looked over with cold eyes, and said four words lazily, "Research funding."

Lu Chuan froze and roared angrily, "Leng Yejue, do you really think I'm a brother!"

Leng Yejue sneered, and walked upstairs lazily.

Lu Chuan didn't even have time to say a word to Mo Sangsang, so he hurriedly chased after him.

After Leng Yejue left, Mo Sangsang felt a little more at ease.

She breathed a sigh of relief and felt a gaze looking at her.

Kind, without any malice.

Mo Sangsang looked over and saw a middle-aged man called Fu Bo by Leng Yejue.

Uncle Fu stepped forward, with a proper and kind smile on his face, "Miss, I am the housekeeper of the manor, you can call me Uncle Fu, what should I call you?"

(End of this chapter)