The president's beloved dumb wife

Xiao dingxun stood in place and watched the nurse skillfully feed her porridge, but it seemed that she had no appetite because of her poor health and weak spleen and stomach.

The bowl of porridge in the nurse's hand hardly moved.

"Miss Su, please have some more..."

Yu Sheng slightly closed his eyes and shook his head: "I can't eat. Let's put it first."

Xiao dingxun pursed his lips, walked forward slowly and said to the nurse, "I'll come."

He reached for the bowl and sat down in a chair.

In the past five years, because of peace, his ability to take care of people has improved a lot.

Yu Sheng saw that he skillfully scooped a spoonful of porridge and carefully cooled it to her mouth, but he smiled.

"Mr. Xiao..."

"If you have anything to say, let's talk after dinner." Xiao dingxun looked at her bloodless face and frowned more and more deeply.

Yu Sheng nodded, glanced at the gauze on his head, bowed his head and drank a small mouthful of porridge.

She suffered serious physical losses and naturally had a poor appetite. After drinking only half a bowl of porridge, she couldn't eat any more.

Xiao dingxun didn't force her either and put the bowl aside.

He flattened the bed, took away the soft pillow behind Yu Sheng, then pulled up the thin quilt and covered it for her, and then gently pressed it. Only then did he sit down next to her bed again.

His eyes fell on her thin arm full of scabs. After a while, he whispered, "wait until these wounds grow well, and then apply the scar removing medicine. There will be no trace..."

Xiao dingxun said here, slightly raised his eyes and looked at her: "you have used this medicine before, and the effect of removing scars is very good."

His voice was calm, as if he were telling something ordinary.

But at the bottom of Yu Sheng's heart, there were waves gradually.

"What medicine did Mr. Xiao say?"

She pretended to be a fool. Xiao dingxun didn't poke it. She smiled and said, "it's a foreign imported medicine. It's very difficult to buy."

Yu Sheng nodded slightly, "Oh."

Xiao dingxun put her cool arm back into the quilt and asked in a low voice, "if it weren't for this accident, how long would you be hiding it?"

Yu Sheng pursed his lips slightly and continued to pretend to be silly: "what are you hiding?"

A faint smile appeared in Xiao dingxun's eyes: "do you want to pretend to be stupid?"

Yu Sheng slowly lowered his dense long eyelashes and closed his eyes: "I'm sleepy..."

The red line on her wrist will spread to her fingertips in six months, and then her life will come to an end.

So, it won't be more than six months at most.

I just didn't expect such an accident.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you what?"

She opened her eyes and looked at him calmly. Sheng's beautiful apricot eyes were still black and clear on her pale and thin face.

"Tell me that you were the one who saved my life on the night of the trial marriage five years ago. Tell me that it was you who pulled me back from the gate of hell by Lanxi, Xiluo village... Tell me that you are a Sheng if you are not dead!"

Yu Sheng opened his eyes wider and wider. Did he know all about it? How did he know?

Yu Xiaoxiao and the Yu family naturally won't say, so

"I can't understand you. I'm tired..."

Yu Sheng turned inward and closed his eyes again.

"Once you couldn't speak. Now you can speak. Why don't you tell the truth?"

Xiao dingxun looked at her thin and steep back, and his voice was hoarse.

Yu Sheng closed his eyes and didn't speak.

"Yinian, it's not the driver's daughter of the Yu family, right?" he hated the man who had bullied her so much that he didn't even want to mention his name.

Yu Sheng only felt a sudden pain at the tip of his heart, but there was already a damp in the fundus of his eyes.

"Ah Sheng..."

"I remember you said that ah Sheng is just your little cook. How can he now become your Savior?"

Yu Sheng held back the choking in his throat and continued, "what's more, you've always hated ah Sheng."

Xiao dingxun only felt that his throat suddenly stopped. His heart seemed to be crushed by someone's hand. In the end, even the pain was numb.

"I never hated ah Sheng," he said slowly, word by word.

Yu Sheng clenched his fingers, didn't he?

The past year in Huayue mountain house seems to be still fresh in my mind.

Whenever he saw her, his eyes were always disgusted. He was indifferent, but he was never harsh to the servants of Huayue mountain house. On the contrary, even when he was ill, he didn't feel sorry for the servants.

But she never had a good face for a moment.

No, at first, he was actually very good to her.

When he first arrived at Xiao's house at that time, he called her a Sheng. When talking to her, he always smiled at the corners of his eyes and mouth.

And that time outside the school gate, song asked the senior to confess to her. When she was at a loss, he took her hand and left to relieve her.

But later, after Zhao Qiang intended to insult her, everything changed.

Later, after leaving Kyoto, she also thought about why he hated her so much later.

But I can't find the answer anyway.

"But I can't deny that I was really bad to ah Sheng when she was in Huayue mountain house."

"Why? Did she do anything heinous?"

"No." Xiao dingxun looked at Yu Sheng, who still turned his back to her, and whispered: "later, I thought it was all my fault. It was my preconception that I regarded her as a bad girl with ulterior motives, so..."

Xiao dingxun thought of the little past between the two, of what Qiao Jingming said, and of the old story of hearing the servant whispering in the garden of Huayue mountain house that day

The remorse at the bottom of his heart is almost rampant, but what's the use of more remorse?

Ah Sheng has had enough of suffering, and there is no way to make up for the long and painful time in the past.

"What did she do? You'll think of her as a bad girl with ulterior motives?"

A tear from the corner of Yu Sheng's eye slowly slipped down, because Zhao Qiang or song asked? Yang or Xiao Pingsheng?

"Maybe because she is so nice, there are too many good men around her, so I..."

Xiao dingxun couldn't say it, but he had to admit that after the passage of time, when he thought of his reactions at that time, he must be jealous and jealous to explain.

Why is a man jealous of a woman surrounded by too many excellent men?

There must be only one reason to explain.

But at that time, Xiao dingxun didn't want to admit it at all, or he never realized that there was a love for a kind and strong girl in that complex feeling.

"So what?"

"Mr. Xiao, I'm sorry. It's been ten minutes since the visit..."