I rely on supernatural powers to marry a wealthy family

Feng Zhanjue pressed Xu Guoguo's head to let her lean against his chest, and said dissatisfiedly: "Now I am at home with you, why are you still thinking about others?"

Seeing that he even wanted to eat the old man's jealousy, Xu Guoguo blushed and pushed him away, angrily said: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

She couldn't help but gave Feng Zhanjue another roll of the eye, and stood up slowly while supporting her waist, not wanting to see this thing that was an eyesore to her again.

Seeing being rejected, Feng Zhanjue was a little disappointed, he wanted to get along with his baby at first.

"Buzz-"

Xu Guoguo's mobile phone left on the sofa rang suddenly. It was Han Zhenzhen's call. He hesitated for a while, and took the mobile phone to find Xu Guoguo.

"What are you following me for?" Seeing him following, Xu Guoguo frowned dissatisfied.

Feng Zhanjue handed her the mobile phone, and said pitifully, "I just want to give you a mobile phone, nothing else."

Seeing that she had misunderstood, Xu Guoguo smiled embarrassedly, took the phone and looked at the call log.

"Don't worry, I didn't answer your little sister's call." Feng Zhanjue held his mouth, his words were full of sourness.

Xu Guoguo smiled embarrassedly, kissed him on the cheek, and then went to the side to make a phone call.

As soon as the call was connected, Han Zhenzhen's hoarse voice came from the phone, "Guoguo, can you call an ambulance for me, I seem to have a cold."

Hearing that her voice was extremely hoarse, Xu Guoguo asked nervously, "Send me the coordinates, and I'll send someone over right away. Do you still have the strength to open the door?"

"There is a key under the mat outside the door." Han Zhenzhen finished speaking weakly, and hung up the phone directly.

Such a Han Zhenzhen is too worrying, Xu Guoguo turned to look at Feng Zhanjue not far away, and asked anxiously: "What should I do, Zhenzhen seems to be sick."

"Doesn't she have a family?" Seeing his lover so worried about others, Feng Zhanjue was a little jealous, but he still patiently said to her softly: "You call 120 first, and I'll send someone to take a look."

She still believed in Feng Zhanjue, followed his advice and made a phone call, then could only wait quietly.

Xu Guoguo leaned against Feng Zhanjue's arms, frowned, and said anxiously, "Zhenzhen never catches a cold, how could she be so seriously ill now? Nothing will happen to her, right?"

"Baby, is it really okay for you to care so much about other women?" Feng Zhanjue raised his eyebrows, obviously showing jealousy.

Realizing that she cared a little too much, Xu Guoguo took his arm and smiled flatteringly, explaining: "I am also concerned about Zhenzhen, after all, she is sick and dare not let her family know, something must have happened. "

Is it a big deal?
Feng Zhanjue raised the corners of his lips where Xu Guoguo hadn't seen, and smiled playfully.

If I remember correctly, Wen Nanfeng got drunk at the bar last night, and the last person to pick him up seemed to be Han Zhenzhen. It was really strange that she called at this time.

Of course, he would not let Xu Guoguo know about this kind of thing.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the Zhanjue to receive news that Han Zhenzhen was fine, except that she had a fever, and now she was on water in the hospital, and a nurse was hired, and she will be fine soon.

Hearing that she was fine, Xu Guoguo immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

That night, Xu Guoguo was still worried, and went to the hospital with the prepared food.

When she saw Han Zhenzhen leaning on the bed with a pale face in a daze, she still couldn't help being startled, and looked at her worriedly: "Zhenzhen, what's wrong with you, why is your complexion so bad?"

Moreover, she glanced casually and saw red marks on Han Zhenzhen's body, which made Xu Guoguo very suspicious. Could it be that something happened to Han Zhenzhen before?
She went to the hospital bed and sat down, trying to hold Han Zhenzhen's hand, but she quickly avoided it.

Realizing her gaffe, Han Zhenzhen explained with a guilty conscience: "I have a cold, it's not good to infect you."

"You really just have a common cold, but your hand..." Xu Guoguo looked down, the finger prints on it were still there.

Han Zhenzhen immediately put her hand under the quilt, and seeing that she didn't know what it was, she laughed at herself: "It's okay, I was so uncomfortable last night, I pinched it out by myself."

But can you pinch out this mark by yourself?

"Guoguo, it's time for us to go back." Feng Zhanjue, who had been guarding the door the whole time, saw that she wanted to get to the bottom of it, and kindly solved Han Zhenzhen's problem.

Hearing Feng Zhanjue's voice, Han Zhenzhen glanced at the door, smiled weakly at Xu Guoguo, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Then you have a good rest, I'll go back first." Seeing that she didn't want to stay here by herself, Xu Guoguo was very helpless, but he could only listen to her and left honestly.

Walking out of the ward, Xu Guoguo looked inside worriedly, and saw Han Zhenzhen crying.

She stopped and wanted to go back to the ward. Feng Zhanjue took her hand and said disapprovingly: "Obviously she doesn't want to talk to you about this. Since she is your good friend, you shouldn't make things difficult for her."

"But..." Xu Guoguo was very conflicted, she didn't want to make Han Zhenzhen feel bad.

Feng Zhanjue took her by the shoulders and forcibly took her away. Seeing that she was unhappy, he said helplessly, "She may be very emotional now. Let's ask her in two days, okay?"

This idea is not bad, Xu Guoguo hesitated for a moment, then nodded obediently.

After returning to the old house, while Feng Zhanjue was going to the kitchen to help Xu Guoguo fetch fruit, she called Xing Xiaofei and asked her to try it out.

But when she listened to what Xu Guoguo said, she quickly understood what was going on. If the person on the phone was right in front of her, she wished she could break Xu Guoguo's head and see what was inside. What.

"Zhenzhen is probably a little stimulated. Recently, she has been under a lot of pressure at work. It's better not to ask." Xing Xiaofei is also very upset that Feng Zhanjue did the same thing, and they don't want Feng Zhan to do the same thing. Jue went to ask more questions.

"But Zhenzhen still has injuries on her wrists. She couldn't have been beaten, could she?"

Feng Zhanjue, who was about to come in at the door, heard this, subconsciously glanced at Xu Guoguo's wrist, and there was more meaning in his eyes.

"Cover your belly, don't catch a cold." Feng Zhanjue stopped her from asking further.

Hearing Feng Zhanjue's voice, Xu Guoguo subconsciously hung up the phone and threw the phone aside without a trace.

Feeling that his gaze was fixed on her, Xu Guoguo looked at him in doubt, and silently asked him what was wrong.

Seeing that she was still as innocent as ever, Feng Zhanjue suddenly felt a little headache, and was thinking about whether to let her know what those red marks meant after she gave birth.

"A Zhan, you won't be hiding something from me again?" Xu Guoguo asked with narrowed eyes.

Feng Zhanjue raised his hand to caress her cheek, stared at her with deep eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Sometimes, I wonder if it's good or bad for you to be so simple. I want you to be simple, but I also want you to be so simple." I know everything, baby, what should I do?"