Catch You! My Dear Wife

The man's voice was low, with an indescribable heaviness.

"I, I'll come and have a look. Young master, you're hurt..."

Xiang Nuan was a little embarrassed and was ready to sit up, but he found that he was just in vain and couldn't work hard and sit up.

Her face turned red in an instant and said unconsciously, "well, young master, can I get up first?"

"Really, I thought I was a thief."

Fu Yehan's voice was faint, but with a slight mockery.

Xiang Nuan was embarrassed.

Fu Yehan did not embarrass her, and soon released his hand.

Xiang Nuan immediately got up, got out of bed, stood by the bed, and his heart beat violently

Fu Yehan turned on the light in the room, and the room lit up instantly.

The man leaned against the head of the bed, his deep eyes looked at Xiang Nuan, and didn't speak.

Xiang Nuan didn't dare to look into the man's eyes. He scolded himself for being clumsy. He had a good intention to come here. Who knows, he woke up.

"Young master, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to... I just wanted to come and see if the young master had touched his injured leg. After all, the first day he was cast, there were still some discomfort..."

"Yes."

The woman hesitated, looked at the man's leg and continued, "did you touch your foot just now? The doctor said, you should have a good rest. You should be most careful these days, otherwise you may leave sequelae, and..."

"You care about me?"

Xiang Nuan was interrupted by a man before he finished his words. He was stunned immediately. After a long time, he remembered to reply: "yes, yes..."

"After all... The young master was hurt because of me. I'm very sorry, young master..."

Fu Yehan didn't speak, but his dark eyes were fixed on the woman.

Xiang Nuan is a little embarrassed and speaks incoherently.

After all, I felt guilty about waking people up in the middle of the night, so I didn't have anything to say: "young Lu has a good relationship with you. Then many people should come to visit the young master these days. Do I need to prepare something to entertain..."

"No need."

Before he finished, he was interrupted by the man's thin voice.

"No one came."

No one's coming?

Don't even your fiancee come?

"Where's Miss Song?"

Hearing the speech, Fu Yehan frowned lightly.

Xiang Nuan said without much thought: "Miss Song will come to visit the young master... After all, it's because I still hurt you. When Miss Song comes, I will avoid it, and..."

She's serious.

Before he finished, he saw Fu Yehan frowning, and his voice was a little sullen, "it's none of her business."

Xiang Nuan didn't notice the man's unhappiness. He still said, "isn't miss song your fiancee? When Miss Song comes, it's impossible not to see your injury..."

Hearing the speech, Fu Yehan's eyes deepened.

Looking at Xiang Nuan's look of serious consideration for him, I just felt very dazzling. The air pressure all over the body dropped several degrees for no reason.

Xiang Nuan suddenly couldn't go on.

He saw the man staring at her and said slowly, "so when she comes, are you going to hide?"

"If necessary, I will avoid it. Then..."

Before he finished, he saw Fu Yehan staring at her, sneering and saying, "you will think about me. Even my fiancee's mood has helped me take care of it. It's a pity that I have more than one marriage object. If they all come, do you have to work harder to take care of them one by one?"

……

Hearing Fu Yehan's words, he stopped talking to Nuan for a moment.

She choked, then stared at the man.

The man is still leaning against the head of the bed, still the warm yellow light. But now men don't have that gentleness. Instead, they have sharp temperament and a sense of distance.

He bowed his head to Nuan, meditated for a while and said, "if necessary, I will help the young master clarify."

When the woman finished, she didn't receive Fu Yehan's answer. Because she kept lowering her head, she couldn't see the man's face clearly.

Xiang Nuan doesn't know what the man thinks. He's a little unpredictable. He doesn't know whether the man is angry because of some of his words

Fu Yehan stared at the woman for a long time before he picked up the next document and continued to read it.

"Go back and have a rest." The man said faintly.

Xiang wenleng was in place and wanted to say something, but he felt that the sense of alienation around the man was clearly visible.

After hesitating for a while, he swallowed what he had to say, turned and left the room.

……

After Xiang Nuan returned to his room, he still didn't feel sleepy.

Vaguely, I didn't know when I went to bed. The next day, I got up early again.

morning.

The woman hurried in and out of the kitchen and stewed the bone soup for the young master.

Because his craft is still good, I hope the young master can drink more and heal faster.

After cooking, she tasted it herself.

Well, it's still good.

It's just a little different.

Thinking so, Xiang Nuan turned to knock at the bedroom door.

"Come in."

As soon as Xiang Nuan came in, he found that Fu Yehan had already got up. At this time, Xiao Yan also reported that today's arrangement had been arranged at the bedside. Seeing Xiang Nuan coming in, Xiao Yan nodded to him.

"Young master, do you want breakfast now? I'll bring it in for you?"

"No, go to the restaurant."

Fu Yehan said faintly, and then continued to talk with Xiao Yan.

"OK..."

Nodded to warm, turned and went out.

When I came to the door, I unconsciously looked at the man on the bed and found that the man looked like normal, not angry.

In my heart, I was a little relieved.

……

The breakfast of the Fu family has always been cooked by a special chef, and the prepared meals are naturally complete in color, flavor and taste.

Warm looked at a table of dishes and then at the soup in his hand. He was a little embarrassed.

Hesitated for a moment and put it in front of Fu Yehan.

Fu Yehan's look was obvious.

In the restaurant, when other servants also saw the greasy soup, they all looked sluggish and wanted to talk.

"This soup is good for your health..."

"Xiang Nuan, it's too greasy to eat this morning. It's better to drink it at noon." Seeing that Fu Yehan didn't speak, Zhang's mother quickly played a round way nearby.

"Really..."

Xiang Nuan was stunned, unconsciously looked at Zhang Ma, hesitated and said, "then I'd better take it down..."

As soon as the voice fell, Fu Yehan glanced at her and said faintly, "did I say to carry it?"

Smelling the speech, Xiang Wenduan's hand suddenly stopped in mid air.

"Young master..."

Xiang Nuan didn't expect him to say so suddenly.

The man picked up the spoon and took a drink directly.

Although Xiang Nuan had already tasted the soup, he was still a little nervous when he saw Fu Yehan drinking it.

Fu Yehan did not speak after taking a sip, but took another sip.

Seeing this, he breathed a sigh of relief to Nuan.

It seems that, in the young master's opinion, it is not difficult to drink.

Only Zhang's mother looked at her young master for a long time, but didn't say much.

……