CEO's Secret Wife

She was drinking, but Xia Ran's mother found her, frowned and slapped her on the back of her hand: "who let you steal?"

"Where do I steal? I'm eating openly."

"Is this for you?"

Xia ran felt that her mother had been completely brainwashed. It was filled with * * soup!

Shen lianjue smiled: "aunt, let her eat. Anyway, I'm full. It's a waste not to eat here."

"Eat and eat the rest, or I'll have to pour it again."

Completely lost is the stepmother. Which real mother can do such a thing and say such things to her daughter?

Xia Ran's mother went back to her room to see Xia Yu. There were two people left in the ward again.

Xia ran ignored him and sat there by the window. He began to pinch his mobile phone, watch his circle of friends, and then watch his microblog. He was busy and took him completely as transparent air.

Shen lianjue kept staring at her. After half an hour, he finally felt boring and opened his mouth: "Hey, I'm really angry!"

Where there is time to pay attention to him, Xia ran continues to stare at the microblog, turning page by page. When he sees interesting places, he will sip his mouth and smile secretly from time to time.

"Hello!" But Shen lianjue didn't like this silence and neglect. He lifted the quilt with one hand and kicked Xia ran with his long legs: "words!"

She is a deaf mute at the moment. She can't see, hear or feel.

"Are you asking me to call my aunt?" He also looked at ease and took out his mobile phone.

Wipe! Xia ran threw away her cell phone. She had never seen such a mean man!

Clearly know that her mother only listens to him at the moment. If she calls, does she still have a way to live?

"What do you want?"

"Talk to me."

Xia ran put his cell phone aside and stared at him: "what? Start a topic."

Shen lianjue: "

In this way, he really didn't think of what kind of topic to open his mouth, frown and say nothing.

"If there is no topic, don't bother me to read microblog, OK?" She warned him directly.

Shen lianjue paused for a moment and said, "come and tell me a story."

"I won't!"

"Will you read it from books?"

Xia ran raised his eyebrows in surprise and thought he was joking, but Shen lianjue looked serious. He raised his hand and motioned her to hurry up, and he was ready to listen and waited.

Speechless, rolling her eyes, she picked up the book and read it.

In this way, Shen lianjue was not satisfied, and often criticized: "it's too rigid, lively and emotional..."

"How can I hear your tone? Do I have a grudge against you?"

"Why do you read so fast? There are wolves chasing you behind you?"

“……”

Xia ran was reading, but Shen lianjue was like a Tang monk in her ear, talking and hawing.

Finally tired, she threw the book on the * and lost her temper: "do you want to listen again?"

"Think..." Shen lianjue didn't say so much for a moment and became quiet.

Seeing this, Xia ran was satisfied. In fact, the story was really boring. She was sleepy and couldn't open her eyes.

But Shen lianjue heard it.

In this way, I don't know how long it has been. Shen lianjue finally feels sleepy. Xia Ran is very happy. It's really not easy!

Back in the ward, Xia Yu woke up and his condition was under control. Finally, he saw a touch of red on his pale cheek for so long.

Seeing Xia ran, he was happy, held her and refused to let go.

Xia Ran's mother asked her if she came back. What about Lian Jue?

"He's already asleep. I didn't come until he fell asleep." Xia ran now really feels that her mother prefers Shen lianjue, and all she says is his name.

"That's good. You stay in the hospital. I'll go home and make some blood tonic soup. Yes, I'll get some pig liver and replenish blood for Lian Jue. Remember to run on both sides. Don't miss it. I'll go home now."

Xia ran really can't stand it; "Why go back? There aren't many people selling rice on both sides of the street. You can buy it here. How tired it is to run back and forth to the hospital!"

"I'd like to. How can those in the street be clean? You wait."