Married but heartbroken, Young Master Mo's little wife

Chapter 266 Red Dates and Millet Porridge

Ruan Zixi is a freelance writer with a lively and enthusiastic personality. Bai Momo feels that having someone to chat with Bai Ran can help her recover emotionally, and the most important thing is that Bai Ran's cooking skills are really not flattering, so she puts her own Ruan Zixi was given a key for Ruan Zixi so that Ruan Zixi could act as the chef.

"Xiao Ran, are you okay?" Ruan Zixi asked carefully, how could he not see that Bai Ran still loved that man because he was very smart, and what that man said could easily break her heart.

"Well, it's good. I've encountered worse situations than this before. It's okay." Bai Ran raised her eyes and tried to force a smile, helping Ruan Zixi to deal with the wound on her face.

"I'm so sorry for hurting you."

"It's okay, I just don't like men bullying women." Ruan Zixi looked at Bairan with pity. He really wanted to say, let me take care of you in the future, but he was worried that Bairan would refuse directly, and he would not even have the chance to appear by her side. nothing.

"I can't say a word or two about the matter between us. You, you should rest first. I'm going back." Bai Ran got up.

Ruan Zixi smiled and didn't hold back.

Dawn Hospital.

The lights in the emergency room finally went out.

Mo Jingshu hurriedly got up and walked to the door.

Murong Zhuoxia personally pushed Bai Zhufeng out, his eyes met Mo Jingshu's in the air, and then moved away.

"How is my wife?" Mo Jingshu asked sullenly, it was a question and a reminder, he was telling Murong Zhuoxia and Bai Zhufeng that she was his wife!

"Zhufeng's waist was seriously injured, he needs to rest in bed for at least a week, and needs physical therapy every day." Murong Zhuoxia stopped, looked at Mo Jingshu, and the meaning of reproach was clear.

Bai Zhufeng glanced at Mo Jingshu coolly, do you care about me?As long as your Gu Xin is fine, you lowered your eyes and didn't speak.

"So serious?" Mo Jingshu looked at Bai Zhufeng regretfully, a little regretful, if he was in Bai Zhufeng, nothing would happen to him.

"Zhuo Xia, I'm tired, take me back to the ward." Bai Zhufeng's voice sounded slowly, and he didn't answer Mo Jingshu's words.

Murong Zhuoxia nodded, and pushed Bai Zhufeng to the VIP ward.

Mo Jingshu hurriedly raised his legs to follow.

Murong Zhuoxia was about to step forward to hug Bai Zhufeng, when Mo Jingshu made a wrong step and stood in front of him, "I can hug my wife myself." He stepped forward and gently hugged Bai Zhufeng, and placed it carefully on the On the bed, it is like caring for the most precious porcelain.

"If you were really so careful, how could Zhufeng get hurt?" Murong Zhuoxia said with a bit of anger.

Mo Jingshu's eyes darkened, it really hurt Bai Zhufeng, he didn't take it for granted.

"I'll give Zhufeng an explanation." Mo Jingshu took a while to say a word.

"Hmph." Murong Zhuoxia snorted coldly, "Zhufeng, rest first, and ring the bell to call the nurse if you need something. I will be in the hospital all day these days, so don't be afraid."

"En, thank you Zhuo Xia." Bai Zhufeng nodded, smiled slightly, and watched Murong Zhuo Xia leave.

"Everyone is gone, aren't you going to take your eyes back?" Mo Jingshu said sourly.

Bai Zhufeng closed his eyes, since he couldn't explain any reason to him, he might as well go to sleep.

"You..." Mo Jingshu gloomily looked at Bai Zhufeng who had no intention of talking to him at all, feeling so depressed that he was about to speak when the phone rang.

"Xin'er." Holding the phone, Mo Jingshu walked out of the ward.

The moment he went out, Bai Zhufeng opened his eyes, smiled bitterly, look, no matter what time, as long as it is Gu Xin's call, he can answer it gently.

"Jing Shu, I just called to thank you for your help today, I don't know what would have happened if I hadn't met you?" Gu Xin on the phone said nervously.

"It's just a little effort, we are friends, you don't have to take it too seriously." Mo Jingshu said slowly, emphasizing the word "friend".

friend!What a friend!
A sour smile curled up on Gu Xin's lips, Jing Shu, I don't want to be your friend, I want to be your wife, the only Mrs. Mo!

"Well, then I won't disturb your work. Goodbye." Gu Xin said, she could hear Mo Jingshu's alienation, and she didn't want their newly eased relationship to become rigid.

"Goodbye."

Just after hanging up Mo Jingshu's call, Gu Xin's cell phone rang.

"Hello..." Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar number, Gu Xin became nervous for no reason.

"Who allowed you to find someone to tease Bai Zhufeng!" asked, coldly.

"I, I..." Gu Xin stayed where she was. The person she sent to insult Bai Zhufeng was arranged by her after she asked her younger brother to change his costume. Even those two people didn't know that they were the mastermind behind the scenes. , he, how could he know...

"As soon as something happened to you, Bai Zhufeng was plotted against. You think Mo Jingshu is a fool, but you can't see that this is a game?" asked the cold question on the other side of the phone.

"Then, what should we do?" Gu Xin asked nervously.

"Gu Xin, I hate disobedient people, I'm going to give up on you."

"No, don't, you can't give up on me. I listened to you and gave 5% of the shares to Jing Shu. I don't want his money. Now that I have nothing, you have to give up on me. You can't do that!" Gu Xin screamed with.

"It was you who broke the rules of the game first!"

"I'll change it, I promise I will listen to whatever you say in the future, please don't give up on me at this time." Gu Xin said hastily.

"Really?"

"real."

"Leave City A now and go to City Z. Someone will pick you up there. After that, all you have to do is accompany a middle-aged man, make him obsessed with your body, and find out that he hides a booklet."

"You, you let me go... No, I can't." Gu Xin was startled.

"Can you decide for yourself?"

The phone is hung up.

Gu Xin stayed where he was, he wanted to dedicate his body to a strange man, Wu Shan Yunyu, if Jing Shu found out, the relationship between them would be completely over, but if he didn't listen to him, the future of his future where again?
Why are the problems I am facing so hard to choose, why Bai Zhufeng can be cared for by Jing Shu in the hospital, but he is forced to a situation where he is powerless to fight.

The hatred slowly floated up and awakened all the unwillingness in his heart.

call back.

"Say." The voice was still stiff and cold.

"I can go, but I, I want you to guarantee that this matter will not be known by Jingshu." Gu Xin said nervously.

"As long as you don't tell him, he will never know."

"I hope you will do what you say." This time Gu Xin took the initiative to hang up the phone.

On the other side of City A, the man was holding the phone, looking at the clear sky not far away, with a sneering smile on his lips, Gu Xin, how could I let Mo Jingshu know that you slept in someone else's bed? , I want him, I'm in pain, and you are just the first start, stupid woman.

In the ward of the hospital, Bai Zhufeng had already fallen asleep unknowingly.

Mo Jingshu sat quietly on the sofa and looked at her. Her lips were pouting slightly when she was asleep, and she was a bit shy and cute like a girl.

Huh, let out a heavy breath, such a she could easily stir up the desire in her heart.

The phone vibrated slightly, Mo Jingshu picked up the phone and walked out of the room carefully, and connected it.

"President Mo."

"Say."

"Those two men were indeed instructed."

"Who."

"They didn't know who instigated them. They only knew that it was a man, 1.7 meters tall, wearing a peaked cap, sunglasses and a mask. He gave them cash directly and promised to pay half of the money after it was done."

Mo Jingshu hung up the phone, and a person suddenly appeared in his mind.

How could it be such a coincidence, knowing that I would leave for a while, I rushed to find Bai Zhufeng in this gap, if it wasn't for someone watching me all the time, it would be...

Junmei frowned, he didn't like this speculation very much.

When Bai Zhufeng woke up, he subconsciously took a look at the surrounding environment, there was no one...

Although I had already prepared myself to be the only one left, I still felt a little uncomfortable in my heart. If Gu Xin was injured, he would stick around every step of the way, right?
Creaking, the door was carefully pushed open.

Mo Jingshu walked in with a mobile phone in his hand.

Bai Zhufeng was slightly taken aback.

"You're awake, are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?" Mo Jingshu asked with concern.

"I'm not hungry." Bai Zhufeng said lightly, suppressing the touch of emotion that just surged up in his heart.

Just as Mo Jingshu was about to speak, there was a knock on the door.

"Enter."

Murong Zhuoxia opened the door and came in, holding an insulated lunch box in his hand.

Mo Jingshu's eyes darkened, "Doctor Murong is really not busy, huh?"

"Zhufeng, I boiled your favorite red dates and millet porridge, as well as small pickles, eat some." Murong Zhuoxia directly ignored Mo Jingshu's anger, stepped forward and carefully supported Bai Zhufeng to sit up.

Bai Zhufeng's stomach grumbled twice when he felt unwell.

Remembering that he told Mo Jingshu that he was not hungry just now, his cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

The blush in Mo Jingshu's eyes turned into embarrassment, shy of caring for Murong Zhuoxia, and the fingers on his side were slightly bent.

Murong Zhuoxia had already placed the small table, opened the lunch box, the aroma of red dates instantly whetted Bai Zhufeng's appetite, "Thank you."

Picking up a spoon and taking a bite, it was the same taste as before, and then I ate it in big mouthfuls.

Murong Zhuoxia looked at Bai Zhufeng dotingly, "Slow down, there are more."

Bai Zhufeng raised his eyes and smiled lightly, as if he was back in school, every time Bai Zhufeng fell ill, Murong Zhuoxia would cook a pot of red dates and millet porridge...

Thinking about it is a very distant thing. At that time, the two people believed that they would protect each other for the rest of their lives, but now the reality just rewrites the most beautiful part of the expectation in memory beyond recognition.

After eating a big bowl of porridge, Bai Zhufeng felt his whole body was warm.

"If every doctor treated his patients like Dr. Murong, there would be no doctor-patient disputes in this world." Mo Jingshu said sarcastically.

He would never admit that he had silently drank a large pot of vinegar just now, but he drank it all at once.

Why should his wife let other men care about him, why should his wife smile softly at other men, and be cold and stiff to himself?

(End of this chapter)