Master Pei, your wife is too cruel

Chapter 52
"Fuck! Little Sangsang, why do you think I'm crying? Where are you? Brother Qi will come to you right away!"

"..."

The jokes in the receiver bombarded the street, and the tears that were about to overflow from Sang Nuan's eyes were instantly withdrawn.

...It's still the same as in the previous life, not serious!
"Hey, little girl, give me your address quickly. Is it at the police station? No one will protect you, right? I'll come, you wait."

This is Pei Zehan's ward, and it's not convenient to talk. Sang Nuan wanted to perfunctory him and hang up the phone, but the words "police station" successfully caught her attention.

"Why am I at the police station?"

Qi Yang stunned her for a moment, "How do I know why you are in the police station?"

Sang Nuan: "..."

Just about to hang up the phone, Qi Yang's voice came over her one step ahead.

"Damn it, you won't lose your memory.

Stories about you have been spread all over the world. You can see for yourself that you are the number one in the hot searches on Weibo. The police in Kyoto City issued a warning message saying that after you were kidnapped, you killed the kidnappers with a super high IQ. Not only did you return safely, you also One of the kidnappers was caught.you……"

Before the end of your word fell, Sang Nuan hung up the phone neatly.

Qi Yang: "..."

Sang Nuan opened Weibo, and sure enough, as Qi Yang said, the first trending item was about her, followed by a hot word.

In her memory, this was the first time that a non-celebrity's popular search terms went viral.

She clicked on the Weibo and read it at a glance.

A bit unresponsive.

After a long time, Sang Nuan laughed softly.

"The kind-hearted citizens, with super high IQ, captured the kidnappers with bare hands, and used their weak body to protect the lives of the people in Kyoto?"

Sang Nuan read the words on the police bulletin, turned her head to look at Pei Zehan on the hospital bed, and raised her eyebrows playfully: "Uncle, who did you ask to help write this? It's been a while, right?"

At this moment, I don't know if it's because of the numbness of the pain, or because Pei Zehan really tolerates the pain, and his face doesn't look as pale as before.

"As long as Ma'am likes it."

Sang Nuan looked very happy.

Pei Zehan glanced at Yu Song with appreciation.

Yu Song was greatly disturbed. He had followed Pei Zehan for almost 10 years. When had he ever seen him praise himself with such eyes.

I was so excited for a while, I silently told myself that this little lady has a very special position in Mr. Pei's heart. Regardless of whether Mr. Pei wants to divorce her in three years, at least for now, you must have eyes and don't mess with her. To the little madam, otherwise, he might have 10 heads, which would not be enough, and Boss Pei would cut them off.

"Ma'am, would you like to come here and eat?"

Pei Zehan's voice was not as low as usual, with a sick look, and from Sang Nuan's perspective, it looked a little pitiful.

Is President Tangtang HG so greedy?
"It's fine, but I can only watch but not eat. Do you really want me to go there?"

Yu Song interjected at the right time: "Ma'am, Boss Pei hasn't eaten all day, you..."

He wanted to say, do you really have the heart?Since Boss Pei called the police for you, you can give Boss Pei a bite.

Alas, why do these words feel like begging for food?
"If you say you can't do it, you can't do it. If your legs are rotten, you can't eat it! If you're really hungry, let the kitchen make a bowl of white porridge."

This is a hospital. Where did the kitchen come from? Mr. Pei ordered these dishes in advance and asked the villa to cook them and bring them over.

The hospital canteen is also closed at the moment.

Yu Song ordered to go down, and the bodyguards searched all the streets and alleys near the hospital, only to barely find a porridge shop.

There is no white porridge, but there are purple potato porridge and pumpkin porridge, so I bought some of them all.

Pei Zehan looked at the colorful porridge on the small table of the hospital bed with a disheveled look on his face.

　We are coding, there will be more later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)