Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Steward Jiang struggled in his eyes, and his voice sank a bit.

"Miss Han, you'd better take a good rest first, let's talk about something after we recover!"

"Shut up and get out! I don't want to see any of you."

There was coldness in Han Yanran's eyes, she was weak and didn't have the energy to be hysterical at this moment.

The reality is like a basin of ice water hitting her face hard, completely extinguishing the little flame of love that she had just ignited.

After confirming that there were no dangerous objects in the room, Steward Jiang asked the doctor to leave together.

"Housekeeper, Miss Han's body..." The doctor frowned.

Butler Jiang pulled him aside and said in a low voice, "Let her rest well first, and we'll talk about other things later."

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and it seemed that it had no intention of stopping at all.

Steward Jiang sent the doctor away and turned to another room.

In the dimly lit room, things were scattered all over the floor, as if it had just been ransacked by thieves.

On the edge of the bed, the man sat on the ground with his back against the bed, his eyes lowered, his hair dripping wet, covering most of his face, as if the space around him had become colder in the dark.

Jiang Steward was startled, and hurriedly took a towel from the bathroom and came over to wipe it for him.

"Master, you are going to be sick like this."

Butler Jiang said anxiously.

Tang Shaoting threw away the towel, lowered his eyes, and said hoarsely, "How is she?"

His whole body was shrouded in a haze.

Steward Jiang sighed softly, and replied: "Miss Han is resting, she is alone in the room, don't worry, young master, I have already confirmed that there are no dangerous objects in the room."

Obviously care!

Obviously like it!

He obviously cared that much!

But why do you have to hurt so much?

Steward Jiang hesitated, "Master..."

Tang Shaoting lowered his head, his eyes were covered by the haze, "Steward Jiang, she must hate me very much! I'm afraid she will never forgive me in this life..."

"Master, why bother! In fact, Miss Han has a very good temper, not as rumored."

He has lived most of his life, and he still has a good eye for people.

"Why do I like this woman? Obviously she killed my mother?"

The man's choked up voice was filled with uncontrollable pain, and his heart trembled uncontrollably.

The low and depressing sound accompanied by the sound of rain outside the window seemed so bleak.

He kept restraining himself, telling himself that he couldn't like Han Yanran, the woman who killed his mother, and couldn't care about her.

He agreed to marry the Tang family and the Han family, but he just wanted to use that woman.

Just take advantage of it...

He keeps telling himself that!

But the throbbing in his heart, the jealousy when he saw that man appeared, made everything develop in a direction he had never imagined.

"Master..."

Steward Jiang clenched his hands tightly together.

When Tang Shaoting mentioned his mother's death, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and waves appeared in his eyes.

After a while, the man's voice in the room gradually died down.

The sound of the rain outside the window became more and more clear in my ears.

After a while, the hoarse man's voice spoke again, "Uncle Jiang, send someone to take good care of her. After the baby is born... let her go."

a child……

Worth his mother's life...

From then on, he acted as if he had never known Han Yanran before.