Wife Express: Abducting the CEO's Heart by Mistake

"This is the gift Shao Yan wanted to give me for my engagement anniversary? Dedication?" Mu Qingge raised her eyelids and asked with a half-smile.

"If possible, I'd be more than happy."

Yan Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a dangerous message in his eyes.

"Please don't be so self-respecting!" Mu Qingge frowned slightly, her face sank, she reached out and pulled the quilt to cover her exposed skin.

Yan Yuan chuckled, stood up and walked to the closet, opened the closet, where the new clothes of the current season were neatly placed.

"I don't like pink, it looks too youthful. I don't like blue either, the silhouette is too flamboyant. Black is too sexy. Green is too bright, orange is too vivid, red is too festive, gray is too..."

Mu Qingge watched Yan Yuan's hands rest on each woolen skirt, every time Yan Yuan stayed on one piece, Mu Qingge firmly refused.

In the past year, Yan Yuan has always brought her clothes over and over again, all year round, in various colors and styles.But he knew she couldn't wear it, but he kept giving it away.

"Then you don't need to wear it." Yan Yuan turned his head and gave Mu Qingge a blank expression.

Mu Qingge tightened the quilt, looking at the hospital gown thrown on the ground, she couldn't pick it up from the ground and put it on again.She looked at Yan Yuan indifferently, and said,

"As I said, my legs are useless. These clothes can only make me realize clearly that I will never stand up again!"

Yan Yuan didn't answer, just took a long pink dress and walked to the bed.

The pink dress hung loosely on her body, and the size of the dress should have been bought according to her previous figure.Now she can't stand it anymore.

There was an empty space in the chest.Originally, I couldn't see it in the hospital gown, but I could see it immediately when I put on a close-fitting skirt.

"Where are you taking me?" Mu Qingge pulled the neckline awkwardly and asked.

"You'll know when you arrive."

After Yan Yuan finished speaking, he began to help Mu Qingge dress neatly one after another, with skillful movements.

As if the relationship between them was the same as it was a year ago, he pampered her with utmost care.

Mu Qingge quietly looked at the top of Yan Yuan's head, Yan Yuan's hair was thick, it looked a little soft and fluffy, but in fact it was very hard and a little prickly, Mu Qingge didn't know who said it, she has the personality of a person with hard hair Tough and unfeeling.

When Yan Yuan lifted Mu Qingge's feet and wanted to help her put on the cotton socks, Mu Qingge felt her throat suddenly sore, and she subconsciously reached out and grabbed Yan Yuan's arm.

Mu Qingge swallowed, suppressing the soreness in her throat.He said, "I'll do it myself."

Yan Yuan's movements paused, and he looked at Mu Qingge in disbelief, "Are you sure you can put it on yourself?"

"I can." Mu Qingge saw Yan Yuan's doubts, and stretched out her hand to ask for socks.

"Don't make trouble!" After Yan Yuan finished speaking, he put one sock on Mu Qingge's feet, and then wanted to put on the second one for her.

"I can!" Mu Qingge raised her voice slightly, emphasizing it again.

Yan Yuan glanced at Mu Qingge without saying a word, and saw her looking at him stubbornly.He reached out and handed her the sock.

In the past year, Mu Qingge seldom did things by herself in daily life, and she never put on the socks by herself. She couldn't be sure that she could put the socks on quickly when her lower body couldn't move.

But today when she made up her mind to do that, Yan Yuan treated her so well for no reason, as if Yan Yuan already knew what she was going to do.She couldn't let her ruthless heart shake again, and tonight was a chance.

Mu Qingge looked at the white socks in her hands, and quickly adjusted the guesses that popped up in her heart.

Today the nurse called to inform him that when Mu Qingge asked to see him, his heart skipped a beat.

Yan Yuan watched Mu Qingge persistently try to put the socks on her feet over and over again.No matter how many times she failed, and no matter whether her own lumbar spine could withstand such intense stretching, she still stubbornly refused his help, as if she wanted to get rid of the relationship with him eagerly.

Mu Qingge keenly noticed Yan Yuan's complexion. She raised her eyes and rolled them slowly, looking at Yan Yuan's gathered brows.It seemed that Yan Yuan would grab her socks in the next second, and put them on her feet quickly and impatiently.

Yan Yuan watched her widen her eyes, and looked at him with a guilty conscience. The depression in his heart was instantly suppressed, he let out a breath calmly, and looked at her impatiently.

Mu Qingge has never found that a sock can completely defeat her. Her legs are stretched flat on the hospital bed. No matter how flexible she is, her arms are always not as long as her legs. It must have been impossible in the past.

Mu Qingge gave up the sitting position with some disappointment and bent forward. She sat up straight, took a sharp breath, and let it out again.

"I'll put it on for you." Yan Yuan reached out to take the socks from Singer Mu Qing.

"You can't help me for the rest of my life." Mu Qingge clenched the sock in her hand, refusing to let go. "I don't want to rely on you for the rest of my life."

As he spoke, he tugged on the leggings forcefully, bent back and put them on the other leg, and put the socks on with difficulty.

Yan Yuan's face turned cold, watching Mu Qingge panting and leaning against the head of the bed, his heart was complicated, with a trace of uneasiness.

"I've never felt like I've failed like this before." Mu Qingge looked at the sock that was covered in the quilt, the bottom of the sock was on the instep, and piled up on the instep.

Yan Yuan didn't speak, he held Mu Qingge's foot, and stretched out his hand to adjust the direction of the socks.Mu Qingge didn't refuse anymore, she guessed that Yan Yuan's hand should be very warm.

Mu Qingge was carried into the car by Yan Yuan, and the car drove out of the hospital. Mu Qingge turned around and saw the whole picture of the hospital for the first time.

The hospital is very small, with only one main building.She found out that she was living in VIP Ward No. [-] on the third floor to the west.

This is the first time that Mu Qingge has left this hospital in Gu County in a year.The hospital is very remote. After driving for more than half an hour, I couldn't see any decent houses around.They are all abandoned bungalows that have been uninhabited for many years.

Because of the long journey and the painkillers, Mu Qingge couldn't bear it anymore and soon fell asleep.

When she woke up, the lights were on and Yan Yuan's car was parked at the entrance of a high-end western restaurant. The signboard at the entrance of the western restaurant was flashing eye-catching and luxurious light. Seeing that she was awake, Yan Yuan got out of the car, opened the door, and hugged Mu Qing directly. Song walked into the restaurant.The attendant at the door pushed Mu Qingge's wheelchair behind her.

Mu Qingge put her arms around Yan Yuan's neck, and felt that someone was looking at them. Following her gaze, Mu Qingge saw an acquaintance, and with just one glance, Mu Qingge put her head close to Yan Yuan's arms.

Yan Yuan looked down at the uneasy little woman in his arms, tightened his arms, and quickened his pace a lot.

Mu Qingge sat in the box, the light in the box was ambiguous, candles were lit on the crystal candlestick, it looked very romantic.

Mu Qingge sat on the wheelchair, and skillfully slid the wheelchair around the box.

Soon the waiter served the dishes, and Mu Qingge ate light food in the hospital every day.Seeing the steaks on the table, if she had a choice, she would rather have hot pot for this meal.

"I want a bottle of red wine." Mu Qingge suggested.

"I asked Dr. Xu about your health, you can have some steak, and the wine is fine." Yan Yuan stopped him with a voice.

"Well, beauty, I want a glass of warm water." Mu Qingge said to the beautiful waiter in the room who was peeking at Yan Yuan.

"Okay, ma'am." The beautiful waitress was called out suddenly, she recovered her senses, and immediately left the room.

Singer Twilight cuts the steak methodically. He hasn't held a knife for more than a year. He still feels strange and familiar when holding it in his hand. "I haven't touched a knife for a year, I thought it would be familiar."

Yan Yuan watched Mu Qingge skillfully cut the steak into small pieces of the same size, knew that she was referring to the scalpel, and missed the days of working in the hospital.

"You cut it very well." Yan Yuan boasted pretending to be confused.

"Legs like this, I've already thought about it. I've given up on being a doctor." Mu Qingge pursed her lips and smiled, her tone indifferent.

Yan Yuan looked at Mu Qingge's indifferent smile, raised his eyebrows,
"Want to learn something else? I can arrange it for you."

"If there is a chance, I want to learn design. Go to France, I heard it is beautiful there. You can go with me." The smile on Mu Qingge's face deepened.

"Your legs still need to continue to be treated. Tossing back and forth is not good for your health. I will let the best design help you learn."

"No need, I don't want to be disturbed." Mu Qingge shook her head, picked up a fork and ate a piece of beef, lowered her head and began to chew slowly.

At this time, the waitress came towards Mu Qingge with warm water. The fork in Mu Qingge's body shook, and the beef on the fork fell directly on the clothes, and the steak sauce stained her legs.There was a soy sauce-colored stain on the pink dress.

Mu Qingge frowned slightly, picked up the fork and put it back on the table, picked up the paper towel on the table and wiped it.The sauce was dyed instantly.

"It doesn't seem to be clean, I'm going to the bathroom." Mu Qingge wiped it, and looked up at Yan Yuan.

"I'll take you there." Yan Yuan stood up, ready to walk over.

"No, it's not convenient for you in the women's bathroom. Beauty, can you take me to the bathroom?"

Mu Qingge looked up at the tall waitress standing beside her, pointed to her legs, and smiled awkwardly.

"Yes, ma'am." The waitress looked at Yan Yuan, with a standard smile on her lips, "Sir, please take it easy."

Mu Qingge left the box and let the waitress push her.When she came to the bathroom, Mu Qingge wiped the stains on her skirt, and sighed in annoyance.

"I finally met him. I originally wanted to spend tonight beautifully, but now I still have regrets."

"Ma'am, don't worry, I'll help you figure out a way." The beautiful waitress squatted down and squeezed some hand sanitizer to help wipe it off, but the light yellow oil stains on it and the soaked water stains made this suit look ugly. I can't wear it anymore.

"Forget it, beauty, can you do me a favor? I just saw my friend in the lobby downstairs, can you call her over for me? I want her to send me a suit."

"Which table is your friend at?"

"It should be at table number seven. There is a beautiful lady named Fang. You tell her in a low voice, my name is Mu Qingge, and my clothes are dirty. I hope she will come over."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

"Don't tell the gentleman who dined with me, I don't want him to worry about me. Today is our engagement anniversary, and I want to make the best impression on him."

"Okay." The waitress just walked to the door. She originally wanted to talk to that handsome gentleman, but when she heard Mu Qingge explaining this, she agreed and left without saying much.