A Long Way to Marriage: Sweet New Wife Loves Not Enough

Lin Qinghuan didn't even eat dinner, and slept until dawn the next day.

When I woke up, my head was groggy, and the other side was empty.

Lin Qinghuan looked at the ceiling dizzily, and after a long time, took a deep breath.

You are upset that this wealthy wife is acting like this!

And at this moment, the bedroom door opened with a creak, Lin Qinghuan stood up and took a look, Rong Siyuan came in with his small schoolbag in his arms.

"Why haven't you gone to school yet?" After saying that, Lin Qinghuan was about to get up, but just a little bit later, she felt dizzy and uncomfortable.

Rong Siyuan said truthfully: "I told the driver uncle... you will send me to school today."

Lin Qinghuan: "Did I say that?"

She really wanted to get up, but she felt as if all her strength had been drained, why did she get up, and she really didn't remember what she said to Rong Siyuan.

Rong Siyuan murmured, stood beside the bed with an aggrieved expression, and did not speak.

Lin Qinghuan turned her body slightly, reached out and touched his cheek: "Why are you lying to Mr. Driver?"

Rong Siyuan hugged his small schoolbag tightly, and said in a weak voice, "I want you to give it to me..."

Lin Qinghuan felt that his current appearance was very funny, so she couldn't help pinching his cheek, and said with a smile: "Then you will be called mother."

Rong Siyuan opened his mouth, but stopped at the last moment, looked away, and said with some displeasure: "A young girl, why is she so willing to be a stepmother!"

Lin Qinghuan smiled, her voice was a little hoarse: "What is being a stepmother! The term stepmother...doesn't exist in the legal sense, so now I am your mother."

Rong Siyuan gave her a blank look: "Why do you love to make excuses so much?"

Lin Qinghuan waved her hand: "I am eloquent!"

Rong Siyuan felt that he was also an eloquent person, so now he was blocked by Lin Qinghuan and couldn't speak a word.

And in his heart, he couldn't tell what it was like.

Feeling good and feeling... not so good.

Lin Qinghuan seemed to be convinced, gently pinched his little face, and looked at him with a smile: "If you don't call mom, I won't get up, and if you don't get up, I won't send you to school. If you don't go to school today, the teacher will definitely I'll call your dad..."

Rong Siyuan hesitated for a while, but didn't say anything.

Lin Qinghuan was so anxious to give up: "You kid... you have a really stubborn temper, and you will suffer in the future..."

Rong Siyuan: "Your temper is no better than mine."

Lin Qinghuan was unhappy: "Why is my temper so bad? I have a very good temper, soft, how nice."

Rong Siyuan: "Although Mrs. Zhao said that you didn't quarrel, I can tell that you did. Otherwise, my father wouldn't be driving out in the middle of the night. His phone was broken."

"Huh? You dropped your phone?" Lin Qinghuan obviously didn't expect it.

Rong Siyuan nodded: "Anyway, I've never seen my father like this."

Lin Qinghuan lay on the bed, looking at the ceiling, feeling a little dazed.

Thinking that Rong Siyuan was going to school, he made a fuss, but he still had to do serious things.

Seeing that Rong Siyuan was still waiting for her by the bed, Lin Qinghuan said: "You go out and wait for me, I will take you to school as soon as I get up."

Seeing that she agreed, Rong Siyuan went out.

But before he reached the door, he heard a bang behind him, Rong Siyuan looked back, and lost the schoolbag in his hand in fright: "Lin Qinghuan, what's wrong with you? Mrs. Zhao! Mrs. Zhao!"

Lin Qinghuan wanted to get up, but the moment she got up to get out of bed, her eyes went dark, and she didn't know anything.

Rong Group.

Rong Che was in the company all night. Last night, he read the documents all night. He only slept for a while at three o'clock in the morning. He is currently having a meeting in the conference room.

The cup of coffee in his hand was empty, and the people in the conference room saw his gloomy face, and the atmosphere was much lower than usual.

And at this moment, in the quiet conference room where a needle could be heard dropped, a burst of mobile phone ringing broke the silence.

With a snap, the signature pen in Rong Che's hand fell on the table in the conference room, and everyone in the conference room turned pale with fright.

Who is so courting death?
Don't know to turn off the phone before entering the conference room?

And at this moment, Zhang Weiwei who was on the side walked to Rong Che's side tremblingly: "President...President, the number of the villa."

At this time, the people in the conference room were relieved.

The old house of the Rong family is an old house, and the villa is the place where Rong Che lives with Lin Qinghuan and Rong Siyuan now, and these people sitting in the meeting room understand it.

Hearing the word villa, everyone knew that it was either the young master or Lin Qinghuan.

Whoever he is, as long as he has nothing to do with them!
Rong Che took the phone from Zhang Weiwei and connected it. Before he could speak, he heard Rong Siyuan's mixed voice: "Come back quickly, Lin Qinghuan has passed out."

The people in the conference room had never seen their president so anxious before, before they had time to say a word, they immediately ran out of the conference room.

When Lin Qinghuan woke up again, he was already in the hospital.

Stretching out his hand to touch his forehead, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Sure enough, I still have a cold!"

Rong Siyuan said, "It's not a cold, it's a fever. It's almost 42 degrees. What's the matter with you? Do you feel nothing when you're sick?"

He was full of complaints, but he was still very considerate and covered Lin Qinghuan with the quilt: "My father is going to get the medicine, please wait a while."

"Your father?" Lin Qinghuan immediately became a little unhappy: "He's back?"

"You seem very upset."

"Is it obvious that I have behaved?" Lin Qinghuan muttered in a low voice.

Rong Che, that bastard, black-bellied and perverted rogue.

Isn't it normal to be upset to see him?

And if it wasn't for him, Lin Qinghuan wouldn't have caught a cold.

Yesterday, the temperature of the air conditioner in the car was a little low, and then... I caught a cold.

Rong Siyuan reached out and poked her forehead: "How about my father, your husband, you are still lying on the floor!"

Lin Qinghuan grabbed his mischievous hand and said, "By the way, why didn't you go to school? Did the teacher call?"

Rong Siyuan: "Yes, I told her that my father's wife is sick and I will take care of her at home."

"Pfft! What kind of strange name do you have? You can't tell the teacher that your mother is sick? Stepmother is also fine."

Who in the imperial capital doesn't know the young master of the Rong family, Rong Siyuan, so who in the imperial capital doesn't know that Rong Che married his son a stepmother?
Take care of his father's wife?

No matter how you hear this, how strange is it!
But it doesn't matter.

Children, especially children like Rong Siyuan, although they don't say it, they understand it in their hearts.

If you are not a mother, you are not a mother. No matter how good the relationship is, some people cannot be replaced.

While talking, Rong Siyuan moved a small bench and stood on it, put on insulated gloves, turned on the microwave oven, and served warm porridge from it.

"Didn't you have breakfast in the morning? I don't know when you will wake up, so I asked Mrs. Zhao to cook and bring it. It was still hot. You must be very hungry now. Get up and eat a little bit, otherwise It’s not good to take medicine on an empty stomach for a while.”

Infusion to cool down, although the forehead is hot and still a little uncomfortable, but it is much better than that in the morning. He sat up on the hospital bed and calmly took the porridge from Rong Siyuan's hand.

"Don't..."

"Hot, hot, hot!"

Lin Qinghuan felt that her paws were about to be scalded to half-cooked.

With a bang, it was thrown on the small table set up on the hospital bed. Fortunately, there was not a lot of porridge in the bowl, and it was not spilled.

Rong Siyuan: "I just missed a word and you stretched out your hand yourself. Didn't you see that I just took it out of the microwave? It's really hopeless."

Lin Qinghuan argued: "I'm really hungry, and besides, don't I feel sorry for you as a child! What can a child do?"

"But you look worse than a child." Rong Siyuan exposed it mercilessly.

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

Rong Siyuan: "Hmph! I know you have nothing to say."

Lin Qinghuan took a mouthful of porridge and said, "I don't have nothing to say, it's called cannibalism."

Rong Siyuan gave her a blank look: "You are really good at making excuses!"

Lin Qinghuan smiled: "It makes sense, there is no need to force it, and there is no need to seize it."

"Okay, okay, you are right, this is the head office!"

"It's almost there!"

Seeing the complacency on her face, Rong Siyuan was speechless and helpless.

This woman is so strange, just like a child, she needs to be coaxed. He used to think that this was a very troublesome character, but he actually felt that coaxing Lin Qinghuan like that is also very good.

How strange, this feeling.

Ever since Lin Qinghuan married his father, the words "very good" have appeared in his mind many times, and sometimes Rong Siyuan couldn't figure it out, and he didn't know whether it was Lin Qinghuan who was very good in the first place, or whether he was with her. It feels good to be together.

Rong Siyuan shook his head and didn't think any more.

At this moment, Rong Che opened the door and came in, glanced at Rong Siyuan and said, "Why didn't you go to class?"

Rong Siyuan stood beside Lin Qinghuan: "I asked for leave."

Although it was only a small movement, it was still clearly seen by Rong Che.

Rong Che turned around and closed the door, always having the illusion that his son was going to be abducted by others, but it didn't matter.

Abduction, first of all, she must be able to run.

Walking up to Lin Qinghuan, seeing that she had drunk more than half a bowl of porridge, he handed her the medicine: "Take the medicine."

The tone was calm, without any twists and turns. Lin Qinghuan wanted to hit someone after hearing this, but people can't make things difficult for her, especially now that she is still sick.

Therefore, no matter how reluctant Lin Qinghuan was, she obediently took the medicine.

In the ward, since Rong Che came in, the temperature in the ward has dropped significantly.

Even Rong Siyuan couldn't help rubbing his arms: "It's so cold."

puff!
Lin Qinghuan was drinking medicine, and choked herself when she heard this blunt complaint: "Ahem, ahem..."

Rong Che cast a vicious sideways glance at her, Lin Qinghuan immediately stopped her gloating smile, but she still kept complaining in her heart.

Fortunately, he is Rong Che's child, with a 99+ ability to complain, and he is fast, steady, accurate and ruthless in making up the knife!