Sweet pet and sweet love: my thousand gold wife

"You've already done half of it, why don't you continue?"

Jiang Wenxuan's lips turned pale, and he looked at Song Jiaqian leisurely.

"Let's call someone over."

At this time, Song Jiaqian turned his head, Jiang Wenxuan's bloody leg was all in his mind.

"Forget it, you go and call."

Song Jiaqian walked out impatiently.

Seeing her leaving quickly, Jiang Wenxuan's eyes flashed a hint of ridicule.

The maid came and changed the medicine in less than 10 minutes.

Song Jiaqian was always standing in Jiang Wenxuan's room, watching all this.

"Are you all right today, did you come to see me?"

Seeing that Song Jiaqian had no intention of leaving, Jiang Wenxuan spoke lightly.

"Well, it's getting late, I'll go back first, and I'll contact you when I need something."

Hearing Jiang Wenxuan's words, Song Jiaqian immediately opened his mouth and was about to leave with his bag.

"No coat."

Song Jiaqian had just taken two steps when Jiang Wenxuan's voice sounded behind her, reminding her.

Immediately, a trace of anger flashed across Song Jiaqian's face, he turned around, with a gentle expression on his face, walked to the side of the bed, and reached for the clothes in Jiang Wenxuan's hand.

When she bent down slightly, her hair spread out in front of Jiang Wenxuan.

Jiang Wenxuan felt the scent of Song Jiaqian's body, raised his head subconsciously, and saw the fullness of Song Jiaqian's chest.

His gaze followed Song Jiaqian without any concealment.

Seeing Jiang Wenxuan's lustful gaze, Song Jiaqian frowned unconsciously, feeling disgusted in his heart.

"Yeah." When Song Jiaqian turned around, he was caught off guard and was pulled down by a force.

Song Jiaqian sat down on Jiang Wenxuan's bed, meeting Jiang Wenxuan's eyes.

"Sorry, my hand slipped."

Looking at Song Jiaqian's eyes, Jiang Wenxuan apologized solemnly.

"It's okay, I'll go first."

Song Jiaqian struggled to get up, tidied up his outfit, and left the room quickly.

Looking at Song Jiaqian who was running faster than a rabbit, Jiang Wenxuan smiled.

Leaving the room, Song Jiaqian stepped on high heels, took three steps in parallel, and went downstairs.

As soon as he walked downstairs, he ran into Fang Yuanyuan.

Seeing Song Jiaqian coming down from the stairs at this moment, a trace of displeasure flashed across Fang Yuanyuan's face, but it quickly disappeared.

"Miss Song, are you leaving?"

"Yes, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first."

After talking briefly to Fang Yuanyuan, Song Jiaqian pretended to be calm and left.

Fang Yuanyuan hurried upstairs with a gloomy expression.

As soon as he reached the stairs, he met a maid carrying dressing gauze and medicine.

"Just now, what did you see in the young master's room?"

Fang Yuanyuan's question stunned the maid for a moment, and the next second, she calmly denied it.

"Okay, you go down."

After finishing speaking, Fang Yuanyuan waved her hand and told the maid to leave.

After going downstairs, the maid put down the plate in her hand and patted her chest with lingering fear.

"What did the young lady ask you just now?"

Another maid came over from the other side, talking very gossip.

"Ask me if I saw anything, it scares the hell out of me."

Thinking of this, the maid patted her chest with one hand.

"You have to keep it secret. There are some things that shouldn't be said. We can't be said. We are just servants. We can't lose our jobs because of a trivial matter, you know?"

She looked like someone who came here, and said to the maid.

"Yes, I understand."

Upstairs, Fang Yuanyuan went straight to Jiang Wenxuan's room. The room still exuded the unique fragrance of Song Jiaqian.

However, when Fang Yuanyuan smelled it, she felt very sick.

Damn it, I don't know how long she stayed in the ward, the whole room smells lingering.

"Why did you come back?"

Jiang Wenxuan, who was resting with his eyes closed, noticed the movement in the room, opened his eyes, and met Fang Yuanyuan's probing gaze.

"I'll come back and get some information."

The concern in Jiang Wenxuan's eyes immediately dispelled Fang Yuanyuan's doubts.

She should trust Jiang Wenxuan, right? Between husband and wife, at least there must be trust.

"Come back to eat with me at noon?"

On the bed, Jiang Wenxuan spoke as if begging.

"Lunch time is coming soon, and the information is not in a hurry, so I'll eat with you at home before going." Fang Yuanyuan raised the watch in her hand, thought for a few seconds, and then spoke.

"Okay, I'll ask the kitchen to make more of your favorite food."

Jiang Wenxuan looked at Fang Yuanyuan with a gentle face, and immediately picked up the phone he had placed on the bedside.

Seeing Jiang Wenxuan's actions, Fang Yuanyuan suddenly regretted that she shouldn't doubt him.

He is so Chicheng to himself, but he is here guessing what he has with other women, so damn it.

"Come, come here."

After finishing the phone call, Jiang Wenxuan waved to Fang Yuanyuan.

Fang Yuanyuan sat directly on the chair next to Jiang Wenxuan, waiting for his next move.

"There seems to be something on the face here."

While talking, Jiang Wenxuan fiddled with Fang Yuanyuan's face for a while, and took off a small sequin from her face.

"Maybe it was glued on by accident in the coffee shop."

Fang Yuanyuan conveniently threw the sequins in Jiang Wenxuan's hand into the trash can.

"By the way, Song Jiaqian came here just now, the only daughter of the Song family. This time our company is going through a difficult time, and the Song family has contributed a sum of money. My father has a very good opinion of their family."

Jiang Wenxuan took the initiative to talk about Song Jiaqian.

Hearing that Jiang Heting was very satisfied with Song Jiaqian, Fang Yuanyuan immediately felt relieved.

From this point of view, this Song Jiaqian came here probably because he wanted to cling to the Jiang family.

"Okay, what is she doing, an insignificant person."

Listening, Fang Yuanyuan directly interrupted Jiang Wenxuan's words.

"I'm not reporting to you. She has been with me for a long time, and I always want to tell you."

Jiang Wenxuan looked at Fang Yuanyuan dotingly, as if he was a strict wife.

"Okay, okay, I still don't believe you. When we are together, we can't mention other women, you know?"

It has to be said that Fang Yuanyuan was very satisfied with Jiang Wenxuan's explanation, she slipped into Jiang Wenxuan's arms while acting like a baby.

Holding Fang Yuanyuan in his arms, Jiang Wenxuan looked outside the house, and a shrewd look flashed in his eyes.

On the way, Song Jiaqian was sitting in the car, his mind was filled with the scene of Jiang Wenxuan pulling himself into his arms.

What did he mean, did he discover something, Song Jiaqian was extremely worried.

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed and depressed she became.

"Damn, what a nuisance."

Song Jiaqian's ears turned red unconsciously, and when she thought of Jiang Wenxuan's breath hitting her face, her heart beat a little faster.

Except for Shen Huaichuan, she had never had such close contact with anyone else, and she really regretted going to Jiang's house today.