Lord Zhan, your cute wife is not human

Stina inadvertently heard footsteps outside the door, and she guessed that someone should be calling her for lunch.

"Yangyang, I will! Remember to come and see me, okay, let's not talk, I'm going downstairs to eat."

Stina had just sent these words when she heard someone open the door, "Nana, have you done it yet?"

"OK OK."

"Okay, I won't come in, you come down for lunch! My brother is waiting for you in the restaurant."

"Okay, here we come."

After Gong Tingxiao finished speaking, she stood quietly at the door and waited for Stina.

The moment the door opened, Gong Tingxiao smiled charmingly, "Nana, let's go!"

Stina nodded and smiled, and followed Gong Tingxiao downstairs.

Seeing Stina going downstairs and walking towards the dining room, the royal court lady hurriedly opened a chair for Stina in a gentlemanly manner.

"Come on, Miss Stina, please take a seat."

"Thank you!"

Stina smiled and nodded politely. When she sat down, the servants arranged the dishes for her neatly.

"Miss Shi, please use it slowly!"

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Stina put the napkin flat on her lap, held a knife in her right hand and a fork in her left, cut up the beef on the plate, then forked a piece of beef and fed it to her mouth.

"Nana, are you used to our western food?"

"I can do it, I'm not picky."

The royal court nodded in satisfaction, and then put the sliced ​​tender beef on Stina's plate.

"Mr. Gongting Yu, this..."

"Seeing how thin you are, eat more."

Stina lowered her eyes in embarrassment, and whispered "thank you".

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Stina sat by the pool and basked in the sun, and the cell phone placed on the glass table rang again.

She was reading a magazine herself, and she was so disturbed by the ringing that she was in no mood to continue reading.

"Hey."

"Nana, it's me."

"Battle Lord?"

"Yes."

"You? What's the matter? The voice sounds a bit difficult?"

"I'm fine, are you okay?"

"I……"

"Nana, who's calling?"

Stina originally wanted to say that I was fine, but was interrupted by Gong Tingxiao who came carrying fruit.

Zhan Hanjue heard weakly that the voice from the other end of the phone was not Zhan Hanyang.

"Where are you?"

When Stina clutched her phone and looked at Gong Tingxiao who was walking towards her directly, she hung up the phone with a guilty conscience.

"No, it's Han Yang calling."

Gong Tingxiao saw Stina with a guilty face, and laughed freely and joked: "It's Sister Hanyang calling, why are you nervous?"

"No, I just saw that the fruit you brought attracted me, so I hung up the phone."

"Okay, let's eat mangoes."

"Thank you!"

Stina took the mango from Zhan Hanyang's hand, smiled at her, and peeled the mango, thinking of Zhan Hanjue.

I heard his weak voice just now, did something happen?

Nanyang.

"Master Zhan, you miss your young mistress, but you don't have to do this! The cold is so uncomfortable, and you still don't forget to call her with your tired body."

Shuo Feng took care of the sick Zhan Hanjue in the hotel. These days Zhan Hanjue likes to go to the bar to get drunk when he has nothing to do, and he doesn't know why.

In the end, it was okay to get drunk, and he was so drunk last night that he didn't call him, and just returned to the hotel while it was raining heavily.

No, I just caught a cold!
Shuofeng really had nothing to do with this young master, he didn't dare to ask if he wanted to, dragging his sick body, he wanted to call Beiyang's young mistress to say hello.

It can be seen that Master Zhan really loves this young mistress!
Shuo Feng took Zhan Hanjue's body temperature over and over again, and they were all at 39-40°C. The high fever didn't subside, and he didn't go to the hospital, which was very embarrassing.

"Nana, is the mango delicious?"

"Well, not bad, very sweet."

Gong Tingxiao looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, then looked down at the crystal clear water in the swimming pool, then turned her head to look at Stina's different blue eyes with a smile.

"Nana, do you like Zhan Hanjue?"

Just eating the mango near his mouth, when asked by Gong Tingxiao, he slipped his hand and fell to the ground.

"What's the matter? Nana, why are you so nervous that you can't even hold the mango steadily?"

Stina took out a napkin, wrapped the mango that fell on the ground, picked it up, and threw it into the trash can beside it.

Then he smiled and said to Gong Tingxiao: "Miss Gong, you think too much, how could I like him?"

That's right, how could I like him?A man who is both familiar and strange.

She is not familiar with Zhan Hanjue, even if she has a marriage contract, she doesn't count.

As a princess, Stina, shouldn't she be worthy of a prince?

It's too childish for a mere Zhan Hanjue to capture her heart, isn't it?

"Really? I heard that Zhan Hanjue and you are both married? If you don't like it, how can you get married?"

Gong Tingxiao took advantage of the victory to pursue, and insisted on asking clearly.

Stina didn't know whether to tell the unfounded agreement, if she said it, Gong Tingxiao would take the opportunity to laugh at her, if she didn't say it, it would cause even more misunderstandings.

When Stina was in trouble, Stina's cell phone rang again.

She took out her mobile phone and smiled at Gong Tingxiao, "I'm sorry, Miss Gong, I'll avoid it for a while, you can enjoy it slowly."

Stina answered the phone, smiled at Gong Tingxiao and took a few steps back, then turned around beautifully and left the courtyard.

"Hey, what's going on? Zhan Hanjue, are you hiding something from me?"

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then said slowly: "Young Mistress is me, Shuo Feng."

"How could it be you? Where is Zhan Hanjue?"

It was the first time for Stina to be so nervous when she heard a voice other than Lord Zhan Han's.

"Young Mistress, Mr. Zhan drinks heavily every day, and was drenched in the rain last night, so he has a high fever today, and he is unwilling to seek medical treatment..."

"What? Sick?"

Shuo Feng didn't have time to finish his words, but was interrupted by Stina.

"Well, yes! I've tried all kinds of fever-reducing patches on him to no avail, so what can you do to bring his fever down?"

Shuo Feng stood at the hotel gate, and because Zhan Hanjue was seriously ill, he secretly called Stina with his mobile phone.

"You tell me where you are? I will fly over immediately."

When Stina returned to the room, she didn't even have time to pack her luggage. At this moment, she just wanted to fly to Zhan Hanjue's side.

"Okay, young mistress, I'll send you the address later."

"Ok!"

After Shuofeng hung up the phone, he sat down on the sofa by the window in the hotel with peace of mind, and found Zhan Hanjue's only female friend on WeChat.

I drop well.

When Shuofeng saw the note, he couldn't laugh or cry.

　 How do you explain "I'm obedient"?
Never mind, he knew that it was Zhan Hanjue who had remarked Stina's WeChat account as me, darling, it must be a kind of favor!

He quickly sent me an address.

Stina changed into a black dress, stepped on black high heels, carried a black handbag, and went downstairs with a white mobile phone.

"Where are you going?"