The little goblin in the boss's arms exploded

Chapter 3 My Wife Says I'm Weak

Before coming here, I only heard that the young master of the Lu family is a man who has been ill for a long time.

I didn't expect him to be so violent.

Shi Qing lowered his eyes, and gently pinched the shards of glass on his knee with his index finger and thumb.

The crystal clear glass shines brightly under the sunlight, but the broken parts are sharp and sharp.

"You are Lu Yunyuan, right?"

She imitated Lu Yunyuan's tone and asked in this way.

Lu Yunyuan let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity, which was regarded as a response.

Shi Qing pushed the wheelchair with the other hand and came to him.

Lu Yunyuan frowned at her sudden approach, and immediately ordered the servant, "Move her further away."

The servants are all servants of the Lu family.

As soon as Lu Yunyuan gave the order, they immediately stepped forward to push Shi Qing's wheelchair away.

But before their hands touched the wheelchair, they were frightened by Shi Qing's sudden movement of waving the shards of glass and withdrew their hands.

"Since you and your servants can understand human speech, how can you do things that are not done by humans?"

The seemingly weak girl spoke powerfully.

Even though she was inferior in a wheelchair, when her cold eyes swept over Lu Yunyuan and the servants, she still carried her innate nobility and arrogance.

"What's bullying me as a patient?" Shi Qing raised his finger and pointed to the outside of the room, and said, "Mr. Lu doesn't want to marry me. When the wedding was held outside just now, you should tell our Shi family to go away! Deliberately wait until now I When I am not accompanied by my family, it is really upright and easy to come and bully me!"

With a gentle and gentle voice, the words spoken do not contain a single dirty word or harsh words, but it is hard to hear.

Lu Yunyuan sneered and said, "Do you think I married you voluntarily? I was anesthetized just now and couldn't move in the hospital bed. Otherwise, there would be no chance for a woman like you to come in!"

"Did I give you the anesthetic?" Shi Qing asked without fear, "Or, did I hold your head down and let you marry me?"

"It's your people from the Shi family and the Lu family who persecuted me!" Lu Yunyuan raised his voice because of his excitement.

The more excited he is, the calmer Shi Qing will be.

She leaned comfortably on the back of the chair, looked at the man who was about to go into a rage with a half-smile, and even added to her anger.

"Who made you sick and weak, so you deserve to be persecuted!"

"you……"

Lu Yunyuan's pale face was flushed by Shi Qing's anger, and his chest heaved violently, as if he would be out of breath in the next second.

The servants on the side hurried forward to help Lu Yunyuan, while the others hurriedly asked the doctor to come over.

The two people in the room fought against each other, and it soon spread to the ears of some people in the Lu family.

Not long after the doctor came, people who were rushing to watch the show also came.

Lu Yuan laughed from ear to ear when she heard the servants' descriptions on the road.

"How can my half-dead sister-in-law be so tough?"

The frail woman in a wheelchair at the wedding just now dared to confront the furious Lu Yunyuan. Lu Yuan felt that the picture was very different and very interesting after thinking about it.

Stepping on the height of nine centimeters, he walked quickly in the corridor, making a crisp sound of rattling.

Before entering the door, Shi Qing heard the sound of her high heels.

Lu Yunyuan also heard it.

His face changed, and he quickly ordered the servant.

"Go and lock the door, don't let Lu Yuan in..."

The servants walked to the door, and just as they closed the door halfway, they were kicked away violently by Lu Yuan.

At the same time, sharp scolding sounded in the room,
"Blind dog! Didn't you see me coming?"

Lu Yuan came in cursing, and raised her hand to brush her long, wavy hair on the back of her neck, looking at people with her nostrils, with a superior attitude.

Shi Qing thought to himself: As expected of brothers and sisters, these dog legs love to kick things alike.

(End of this chapter)