Warm Marriage 100 Points: Sweet Wife, Please Be Good

"I don't need your worry now, as long as you don't appear to destroy my plan, you are already helping me."

"Okay, okay, as long as you're okay." Ding Lei said reassuringly.

"Ding Lei, Mousse has already agreed to cast me as the heroine in a TV series. I paid a high price to get this heroine. Don't come to me again during this time. When I have money, We can get out of here and live the life we ​​want."

"Okay, I see. I won't go to you during this time, don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Ying Mengqi leaned against the wall and let out a long sigh of relief.

Ding Lei is now her biggest obstacle. As long as Ding Lei does not appear by her side, she will definitely get more benefits from Mousse, but fortunately Ding Lei is still obedient now.

After sorting out her emotions, Ying Mengqi returned to the ward.

Mousse has carefully cut the apples into pieces.

"After the phone call, eat the apple first. If you don't eat it, it will oxidize."

Even though she knew that Mousse's tenderness was not for her, Ying Mengqi felt warm in her heart when she saw Mousse's concern, but she quickly drove away the emotion in her heart, and it turned out that she was sick. Sometimes, it will become much more fragile, even if it is just a little bit of warmth, you will want to grab it desperately.

But people like her should not expect extravagant love. If she really likes Mousse, everything will be ruined now. She knows in her heart that the only person Mousse likes is Jiang Wenwen.

"Mousse, thank you for taking care of me."

"It's okay, these are all as they should be. No matter what our real relationship is, at least we are indeed dating now, so don't put too much pressure on you."

Ying Mengqi nodded her head: "But this time, I should apologize to you. Maybe I shouldn't go to Zhong Jiaqi without authorization. If it wasn't for my own initiative, such a thing would not have happened."

Mousse reached out and patted Ying Mengqi's shoulder: "Okay, don't think too much now, this matter is over, don't go to Jiaqi again."

"I see, I didn't expect things to turn out like this." Ying Mengqi reached out and touched her face lightly, "Almost ruined my face."

"After eating the apples, you should take a good rest. This afternoon, after the doctor changes the medicine for you, you can be discharged from the hospital. The doctor has already said that as long as you keep applying the scar removal cream on your face, it will soon It will be back to normal.”

"That's good."

Mousse walked to the door of the ward and answered the phone.

"Mousse, come out for a drink some time."

Mousse glanced at Ying Mengqi who was still lying on the hospital bed: "Forget about tonight, I'm going to send Ying Mengqi home."

"Heh!" Qi Jingchen smiled coldly, "You don't really care about Meng Qi, do you?"

"You clearly know that the only thing I care about is that face, but that face was almost destroyed."

Qi Jingchen's eyes darkened slightly: "You don't really think Jiaqi scratched Ying Mengqi's face, do you?"

"Do you want to say that she scratched Ying Mengqi's face?" Mousse said coldly, "Ying Mengqi is an actress, and she is with me for resources and to gain a firm foothold in the entertainment industry." , If her face ruins everything, it will be meaningless, what do you think Ying Mengqi did this for?"

"It seems that Ying Mengqi's trick is really effective. If you choose to believe what Ying Mengqi said, then forget it."

"Jingchen, I didn't say that Jiaqi scratched Ying Mengqi's face on purpose, maybe there was some conflict between the two of them."

"Mousse, no matter what conflicts arise between the two of them, it is impossible for Jiaqi to scratch Ying Mengqi's face."

Ying Mengqi, who was standing behind the door, heard all that Mousse said. She raised the corners of her lips and smiled faintly. It seems that her hard work has indeed paid off this time. At least Mousse has begun to doubt Zhong Jiaqi. up.

It's not in vain for her to take such a big risk and almost ruin her own face.

"Meng Qi, pack up your things, I'll take you home."

"Okay." Ying Mengqi nodded, put on a mask, wrapped herself tightly, and followed Mousse out.

However, when they got off the car, they still saw some paparazzi downstairs at Ying Mengqi's house.

"Mousse, let me get out of the car, don't let the paparazzi catch the two of us together."

"In your current situation, can you really be alone?"

Ying Mengqi's eyes suddenly lit up a little: "Otherwise I will go in first, and if the paparazzi can't take pictures, they should leave soon. Come back later, and help me bring in my daily necessities by the way? "

Mousse nodded: "Okay."

After Ying Mengqi got out of the car, she couldn't help showing a smile. She didn't know if Mousse's behavior just now was caring for her, but purely for Ying Mengqi.

After returning home, Ying Mengqi sat in front of the dressing table and carefully tore off the gauze on her face. The wound on her face had scabbed over. Although it looked a bit ugly, fortunately the wound was not large, and the The injury was worth it, at least this time Mousse chose to believe her.

She waited and waited at home, and even cooked a meal during this time, before finally waiting for Mousse.

"You came at a very good time. I just made dinner, so hurry up and sit down to eat."

"You should have a good rest now, why are you still cooking?"

Ying Mengqi smiled and said: "The wound on my face is just a small cut, and it will heal soon, so don't think of me as a terminally ill person anymore. When I was injured just now, I was really I was almost scared to death, afraid that I would be disfigured, but I just took a sneak peek, and it was actually not as serious as I imagined, I was just scaring myself in the past few days."

If the recruiter, Ying Mengqi, is desperately emphasizing how serious the injury on her face is, Mousse will definitely feel that Ying Mengqi is putting on a show, but Ying Mengqi's so calm appearance makes Mousse feel that this time is not Ying Mengqi. Meng Qi's method.

He picked up a vegetable for Ying Mengqi: "Even if the wound is small, treat it with caution, after all, it's on the face."

Ying Mengqi smiled jokingly and said, "I know, I will definitely protect it. The face you value most will definitely not cause any problems to it."

After dinner, Ying Mengqi stretched out her hand to hold Mousse's arm: "It's already so late, or you can stay tonight, my house has a guest room, you can sleep in the guest room."

"No need, I'm going to fetch Qiuqiu back. It was Qiuqiu's birthday that night, and I left suddenly without telling him. If I don't pick him up again, he should be angry."

Ying Mengqi pretended to be surprised and asked: "Is it Qiuqiu's birthday that night? I'm really sorry, I didn't know that Zhong Jiaqi went to celebrate Qiuqiu's birthday that day."

"It's not your fault, and we had already finished eating the cake at that time."

"In a few days, I'll buy Qiuqiu a birthday present, and you can pass it on to him. I'm really sorry for ruining his birthday."

Mousse patted Ying Mengqi's shoulder lightly: "It's really not necessary, I'll go back and coax him well."

"Then go back quickly, don't make Qiuqiu sad."

After leaving Ying Mengqi's house, Mousse rushed to Qi's house immediately. As soon as Qiuqiu saw Mousse, he immediately put down the toy in his hand, and ran to Mousse's side, holding Mousse's hand tightly .

"Dad, are you here to pick me up?"

"Yeah, I'm here to catch the ball and go home."

Qi Jingchen said lightly, "Didn't you say you have something to do tonight?"

"It's settled and he's going to be mad at me if I don't come to catch the ball."

Qiuqiu smiled obediently and said, "Dad, I won't be angry with you."

Mousse picked up Qiuqiu and kissed him on the cheek: "Qiuqiu is so good, it's my father's fault." He turned to look at Qi Jingchen, "Where's Jiaqi?"

"Jiaqi is processing documents in the study. Since you don't believe that she didn't do it, she probably isn't in the mood to see you now. You can take the ball back first, and we'll talk about it later."

Mousse knew that Qi Jingchen didn't want to say these things in front of Qiuqiu, but Qiuqiu hugged Mousse's neck and asked, "Dad, are you making godmother unhappy?"

"No, how could I make godmother unhappy?"

"Then why doesn't the godmother want to come out to see you?"

Mousse said helplessly, "It's not that the godmother doesn't want to see me, but she has something to do now. When the godmother is not so busy, I'll bring you over to find her, okay?"

Qiuqiu nodded obediently: "Okay, after the godmother's work is over, let's come and find the godmother, but dad, you have to be good, don't make the godmother angry."

Mousse nodded Qiuqiu's little nose: "Why did Qiuqiu start to bend his elbows so quickly?"

"The godmother is not an outsider!"

Qi Jingchen looked at Mousse like a fool: "Qiuqiu is more sensible than you."

"Yes, yes, Qiuqiu is more sensible than me, so I will take Qiuqiu home first, and I will treat Jiaqi to dinner when I have time next time."

After Mousse left, Zhong Jiaqi happened to come down from the stairs, and seeing that there were only three children left in the living room, she immediately understood what had just happened.

"Was Mousse here just now?"

Qi Jingchen nodded.

"Does he not believe that I didn't do anything to Meng Qi, let alone scratch her face?"

Qi Jingchen stepped forward and took Zhong Jiaqi's hand: "Although he doesn't think that Ying Mengqi will scratch her face to frame you, he doesn't think that you will deliberately scratch Ying Mengqi's face either."

Zhong Jiaqi said coldly: "That means he still thinks that I scratched Ying Mengqi's face."

"It's no wonder he thinks this way. After all, Ying Mengqi really paid for it this time. If her face is really scarred, her acting career will be completely ruined. Mousse will choose to believe in Ying Meng." Qi is also excusable."