One Child, Two Babies: The President's Nightly Delight

After watching Lin Wenzheng walk into the bathroom and close the door, Zhou Qing stood up from the dressing chair, looked at the tightly closed bathroom door, and looked at the mobile phone that was charging beside the bed.

Lin Ning told her that Lin Wenzheng must be hiding something from her because he evaded answering the phone like this.

Zhou Qing is not worried that Lin Wenzheng has a woman outside. After all, they have been married for so many years, and she knows the character of the other party very well. He is not that kind of person.

What worries her is that he is hiding things about Nguyen Bai.

Zhou Qing took a deep breath, walked to the bedside, and picked up Lin Wenzheng's cell phone.

She pressed the phone to enter the password, she knew the password, glanced at the direction of the bathroom, she still chose to enter the password, and then opened WeChat.

The top chat on WeChat is her.

Zhou Qing continued to look down, besides the group chat at work, the latest news was sent by Mu Shaoling.

She opened it tremblingly, and found that Mu Shaoling replied: "Okay, father-in-law."

Zhou Qing looked up, but it was all the previous chat records. She quickly browsed through ten lines at a glance, and found that there was nothing related to Ruan Bai. They were all conversations at work, and some conversations between elders and younger generations.

There are also many voice messages sent to him by the children on Mu Shaoling's mobile phone.

The sound of water in the bathroom became quieter, Zhou Qing quickly switched the phone back to the main screen and continued charging.

After Lin Wenzheng came out, Zhou Qing raised her eyes and said innocently: "Old Lin, your phone rang just now, I picked it up out of curiosity and took a look."

Lin Wenzheng saw that her expression was the same, and she was not very nervous, "Who's the news?"

"It's from Shaoling. I think it's from Shaoling, so I clicked in. What did you tell him? Why did he reply you with a good message?" Zhou Qing asked, and the news she had read would not remind her again, so she He had to find an excuse to tell Lin Wenzheng that he had read Mu Shaoling's news, and wanted to take this opportunity to find out if there was any secret between them.

"Oh, I called him before, but the call was not connected, so I sent him a voice message, saying that you miss Xiaobai recently, and when he gets in touch with Xiaobai, tell her to come and talk to you more Let's chat to ease the mood." Lin Wen is rolling in the officialdom for decades, and he weaves these words very easily.

It's not intentional to deceive Zhou Qing, it's just that it's better for her.

"So that's the case." Zhou Qing nodded and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't click on it on purpose, but I just saw it..."

"It's okay, we've been married for so many years, my phone has no secrets from you, you can check it anytime." Lin Wenzheng knew it in his heart, but he didn't point it out.

He reckoned that Zhou Qing clicked on the news just now, otherwise he wouldn't have discovered Mu Shaoling's news by chance.

She is not stupid, after all, she used to be in the entertainment circle, even though she has protected her well these years, she still understands many things.

"I'm a little tired. I'll rest first." Seeing that he didn't blame herself, Zhou Qing breathed a sigh of relief. If it wasn't for Lin Ning's instigation, she wouldn't have done this at all.

She lay on the bed, covered the quilt, and closed her eyes to prevent Lin Wenzheng from seeing the complexity in her eyes.

Looking at Zhou Qing who closed his eyes, Lin Wenzheng sighed in his heart. Fortunately, he deleted the messages quickly enough, otherwise he might not be able to explain clearly what conversations she saw.

...

the next day.

Nianmu got up, touched his waist, and couldn't help pursing his lips.

With such a light press, her waist still hurts. She didn't need to check the wound, she knew that her wound was more infected.

It hasn't recovered until now, it must be that Abep has tampered with the knife that stabbed her, there is no other reason, it is purely wanting to see her suffer.

Now, she still has a lot of work to do, and she has no time to figure out what medicine he got and how to treat it...

Nianmu frowned and walked into the bathroom, lifted up her clothes, unwrapped the bandages around her waist, and peeled off layer by layer, she saw the wound with more serious inflammation than yesterday, and sighed.

"It really is like this..." She picked up a cotton swab, picked out the pus oozing from the wound, and put it into the test tube.

These were all prepared before she rested last night, in order to facilitate the collection of samples for herself to judge.

Then, take out other cotton swabs, wipe the exudate, clean the wound with iodophor, and finally apply the medicine and wrap the gauze.

The series of actions took her fifteen minutes.

Nianmu hastened his washing, because he had to prepare breakfast for Mu Shaoling later.

After washing up, she came to the first floor, and the nanny happened to meet her at the stairs.

"Miss Nian, you're awake. I thought you had overslept, so I planned to go upstairs to have a look." The nanny said with a smile.

"I got up a little late today. By the way, has Mr. Mu woke up?" Nian Mu looked in the direction of the nanny's room. This man is very particular about food, and he is also somewhat particular about the surrounding environment.

I don't know if he rested well in the nanny's room yesterday.

"Mr. has already woken up. I just pushed him to the bathroom to wash up." After the nanny replied, she walked towards the kitchen.

After hearing that Mu Shaoling had washed up, Nianmu nodded, followed the nanny's steps, walked into the kitchen, and started preparing breakfast.

The nanny watched her preparing breakfast, and helped her to lay hands on the sidelines. Looking at Nianmu's focused profile, she couldn't help sighing: "It's getting colder and colder this day. It should have snowed at this time in the past, but this year's The first snow, still hasn't fallen yet."

"Yeah, maybe the first snow will come later this year." Nianmu agreed, cracking eggs.

When she still wanted to add a few more eggs, she suddenly remembered that the children were not there, and now there were only herself, Mu Shaoling, and the nanny in this villa.

She had to put down the egg she picked up.

Watching her movements, the nanny couldn't help but "puchi" amused, "Sorry, Ms. Nian, I didn't mean to laugh at you."

Nianmu shook his head, "It's okay, I just habitually count the children's breakfast."

"It's all a habit." The nanny sighed. "When the children were still here, the whole house was noisy. Now that the children are sent back to the old house, it's much quieter."

Nianmu nodded, without the company of the children's laughter, there was indeed a lot less fireworks, and she was not used to it either.

But recently, Mu Shaoling is so busy, she is also busy, and there is a wound on her waist, she really can't spare time to take care of the children.

Even though she was thinking about them, she didn't take the initiative to bring the children back when Mu Shaoling didn't mention it.

Because she can't take care of it.