Young Master's Beloved Wife

On the way back to the hospital from the cafe, Lin Nianyu had been thinking about how to persuade Lu Jingjing to withdraw his complaint. Thinking about Cheng Chen's questions to his, she felt a stifling feeling in her heart.

"Sis, where are you now?" She raised her head to look at the cloudy sky, and her steps towards the hospital became heavier.

"Little Yu, my bad uncle always wins against me. Hurry up and help me make him lose." The moment they entered the ward, Little Fishy turned to look at Lin Xiangyu in excitement and continued to race with Lu Jingjing.

Lin Xiangyu stood by the door in a trance, staring at the two figures who were beaming with joy and enjoying their game.

"Little brat, it's useless to call reinforcements." Lu Jing spoke with disdain. He squinted his eyes and looked at the people standing there.

With her intelligence, she wouldn't be able to help her son turn the tables.

"Small fish? What's the matter with you? " Little Fishy stopped what she was doing when she heard Lu Jingjing's lack of response and looked curiously at Lin Xiangyu.

"Forget it, I'm tired. I don't want to play anymore." Lu Jingzhen threw the control panel in his hand to the side and spoke with complete lack of interest.

"I haven't beaten you yet." Little Fishy pouted and glanced unhappily at Lu Jingjing, who had returned to his sickbed.

"I'm hungry. Hurry up and cook." As if saying that he couldn't handle her, Lu Jingjing waved his hand at Little Fishy and told her.

This person was truly unreasonable. Just as he entered the room, he started using his bag again before he put it down.

Lin Xiangyu ignored his orders. She wordlessly looked at the arrogant Lu Jingjing lying on the bed before turning around and carrying Little Fishy to the bed.

"The ground is so cold, you can't sit there forever."

"It's alright, I'm a real man, I'm not that delicate." Little Fishy spoke in an adult's voice, obediently putting her arms around Lin Xiangyu's neck and obediently climbing onto the bed.

"A little brat." When Lu Jingwen heard Little Fishy's words, he curled his lips in disdain and spoke without a care.

Lin Xiangyu looked back at him in disgust. This was truly unreasonable. Even if he wanted to talk about children, he still had to be wary of it.

He lightly rubbed his son's small nose and softly praised, "Small fish is the best."

After settling down the small fish, she went straight up the stairs.

"Didn't you hear me, Lin Xiangyu?" Lu Jingwen looked angrily at Lin Xiangyu, who was walking upstairs. His tone turned cold.

"Got it." Lin Xiangyu answered weakly, but did not look back.

With such a petty Lu Jingjing who went back on his word, she really didn't know how to face him. She didn't want to take another look at him at the moment.

After changing his clothes, he put his hair back in a bun and looked at himself in the mirror with a haggard and confused expression.

"Lin Xiangyu, cook." Lu Jingwen's voice came from downstairs.

She was getting more and more impudent. She actually ignored his words and hid inside the house. Did she really not want to see him?

It's just like her son said, stupid little fish.

As she slowly walked down the stairs, Lin Xiangyu glanced disdainfully at Lu Jingjing, who was staring coldly at her: "We just had dinner two hours ago. A hungry ghost reincarnated."

"Do you know who you're talking to?" For once, Lu Jingjing wasn't angry. However, her eyes mischievously sized up her body, and in the end, stopped at the two towering peaks.

Lin Xiangyu was so infuriated by his arrogant attitude that her chest began to heave up and down. She turned around to see Xiaoyu lying on the bed, watching their conversation.

The little guy's face was full of interest, as if he was watching a play.

"Little fish, what do you want to eat?" She turned her attention to her son, and her voice became soft.

"I said I was hungry, why didn't you ask me?" Lu Jingwen was still unconvinced. He raised his head to look at Lin Xiangyu, who was squatting in front of the little fish, and his tone turned colder and colder.

"Little Fishy, Little Fishy is not hungry. Ask the bad uncle what he wants to eat." The little fish, on the other hand, consciously turned away from the task of picking delicacies and lazily lay back on the bed.

In fact, he knew in his heart that Xiaoyu only knew how to cook a few dishes, and no matter how hard he tried to find them, he couldn't find them.

He was in the same position as the man on the other bed, one hand behind his head, the other on his stomach.

She prayed that her son's legs would recover as soon as possible and bring him out of the country with her, away from this land of conflict, and the perverted man behind her.

"Whatever." Lu Jingjing originally had an unhappy expression. Seeing her smiling at him like that, he felt an itch in his heart and said, "Close the curtain."

Now that she had a request from him, she obediently pulled up the curtain between the two beds and prepared to cook.

"Lin Xiangyu, come here." Lu Jingjing saw her walking towards the kitchen and spoke at a leisurely pace.

"What do you want?" Standing in front of him, Lin Xiangyu had already gotten used to his way of talking to her.

"Help me scratch my back." Lu Jingjing sat up, exposing his back to Lin Xiangyu.

This person really did think of all sorts of tricks to torture someone, he even thought of something like scratching their back.

Without a word, she obediently reached her hand into his pajamas.

Suddenly, she didn't have the heart to be pulled down by Lu Jingwen's powerful arm.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Worried that the little fish would hear her, Lin Nianyu did her best to keep her voice low as she spoke angrily.

"Don't make a sound, unless you want your son to see a scene that is inappropriate for children."

He treated himself savagely, but he was powerless to fight back. More accurately, he could not fight back. The little fish was on the bed on the other side of the curtain.