Trying Love After Marriage: Emperor Shao spoils his wife and becomes addicted

Naturally, Wen Wan didn't know Li Chen's mood at this time. After she came out of Li's house, she rushed directly to the place agreed with Ouyang Moyuan.

It was a very elegant western restaurant.

When Wen Wan arrived, Ouyang Moyuan was already waiting there.

"I'm late." Wen Wan greeted with some embarrassment.

"I came early." Ouyang Moyuan smiled and shook his head, "Come on, sit down first."

He walked over in a rather gentlemanly manner, and opened the chair for Wen Wan. After she sat down, he walked around the table and sat down opposite Wen Wan, "What do you want to eat?"

"Eat something casually." Wen Wan said indifferently.

In fact, she was not in the mood to eat.

What happened before was like a boulder weighing on her heart, how could she still be able to eat.

Ouyang Moyuan could see that she was in a bad mood, his enchanting and beautiful peach eyes were full of worry, but he didn't say much, just handed her the menu with a gentle face.

Wen Wan took the menu and ordered something casually. Afterwards, Ouyang Moyuan also ordered something.

While waiting for the dishes to be served, Ouyang Moyuan reached out and poured Wen Wan a glass of lemonade.

Wen Wan smiled at him, reached out to pick up the cup, and took two sips.

"Your hand!" Ouyang Moyuan suddenly stretched out his hand to grab Wen Wan's arm, "Why is your hand hurt?"

"Is there?" Wen Wan was inexplicably surprised.

She was injured herself, why didn't she know it?
Looking down, it wasn't hurt.

On the back of the right hand, there was a piece of blood, but most of the blood had dried up, but the wound seemed to be a little deep, and blood was still slowly oozing from the deepest part.

Wen Wan thought, this may have been cut by pieces when Li Chen lifted the tablecloth during dinner and smashed the dishes.

"I don't know why you were injured?" Ouyang Moyuan felt distressed and helpless.

He hurriedly got up and ran away, and soon, he rushed back with a small medicine box.

He directly pulled the chair to Wen Wan's side, took her hand before she refused, and gently treated the injury on the back of her hand.

"You are seriously injured, you should go to the hospital later." Ouyang Moyuan said a little worried.

"It's okay, it's just a skin injury, don't worry." Wen Wan smiled lightly.

Ouyang Moyuan looked up at her, then frowned suddenly, and narrowed his enchanting eyes, "I know you are in a bad mood, if you don't want to laugh, then don't laugh, in front of me, you don't have to embarrass yourself so much."

"Am I embarrassing myself?" Wen Wan smiled wryly.

She doesn't know it herself.

Ouyang Moyuan glanced at her, but didn't know what to say.

It took more than ten minutes for him to treat the wound on the back of her hand for her.

"Wen Wan, if it doesn't work, I'd better go to the hospital."

"Okay." Wen Wan smiled and agreed.

At this time, the dishes came.

Ouyang Moyuan went back and sat down opposite, and was about to serve Wen Wan some food, but he heard her say to the waiter, "Please serve me a bottle of red wine."

"Wen Wan." Ouyang Moyuan shook his head in disapproval, "You have injuries on the back of your hands, so you can't drink."

"I want to drink." Wen Wan firmly nodded, "Let me drink."

At this time, if she can't do something she likes to do, she is really afraid that she will collapse.

As if seeing the true emotion in her heart, Ouyang Moyuan could only reluctantly nod in response.

Soon, the red wine was served.

Wen Wan poured herself a glass of wine, raised her head, and drank half of the glass in one gulp.

"Slow down." Ouyang Moyuan was shocked, "You don't want to die, even if it's red wine, you can't drink it like this, it's not good for your health."

Is good health useful?Gentle and self-defeating thought.

Does anyone care?

No.

In this case, what is the difference between good health and bad health?
Smiling lightly, she raised her glass again and drank the rest of the red wine in one gulp.

"Wen Wan, are you crazy?" Ouyang Moyuan couldn't bear to look any longer, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold her hand, "Stop drinking."

"Let me drink it." Wen Wan bit her lower lip, looking pitifully at the man opposite, with a begging look on her face.