Master Fu’s Prideful Wife

At night, the temperature of the night breeze has risen from the cold day and night to the level where people dare not go out without covering their hands and ears.

Pedestrians on the road also stripped off their heavy coats and roamed the streets with ease.

You can enjoy everything without wrapping it like zongzi.

Spring has arrived, and the restlessness that has been sealed by winter for a long time should also emerge, exposed to the sun, and melted by the warmth.

Inside the villa, there were people guarding it for half a month.

An Zisu was already stationed in this place.

He was here for his meals and lodging every day. In order to facilitate his activities, Su Jingjing arranged the room on the second floor for him to live in.

Being able to be with Wen Li these few days is more than what he has learned during the few summer vacations he spent in Gu's Pharmacy.

The Master of Medicine God is really not without a name.

An Zisu, who had just come up from the basement, rubbed her neck and circled the living room. Apart from the bodyguards who were protecting her secretly, the smell of food came from the kitchen.

Su Jingjing just brought the freshly prepared food to the table, four dishes and one soup, as well as steamed yellow croaker, which was very rich.

"How is Xia Chen?" Su Jingjing placed the tableware and chopsticks.

An Zisu pulled out the chair and sat down by herself, "It's much better, and speaking is much more normal."

Fortunately, Xia Chen had been focusing on exercising all these years, and his physical fitness was much better than that of ordinary people. Coupled with the blessing of Wen Li's prescription, he naturally recovered faster than ordinary people.

Su Jingjing nodded. In order to take care of Xia Chen's self-esteem, she rarely went down to see him.

No boy is willing to expose himself in front of others by being unable to take care of himself.

So even Nangong Ye Wenli didn't let him come to see Xia Chen.

"Eat first, Wen Li will come over for you later, I'll go take a bath first, you're welcome." Su Jingjing said and unbuttoned the apron around her waist.

An Zisu nodded, picked up the fish from the plate, and looked up at the delicate wooden packing box by the sink.

Sister Su is not very good at cooking, and has been bringing him meals from the restaurant these days.

The three meals a day have never been interrupted, and they are all selected from the best chefs and the most nutritious things.

He was really touched by Xia Chen. Wen Li and Su Jingjing were both people who used the word "love house" and "wu" to the extreme.

He is Xia Chen's doctor and will naturally receive the best care.

After eating half full, An Zisu got up to make boiled medicine for Xia Chen, and Xia Chen could also start to eat some liquid food simply these days.

Su Jingjing specially bought a chicken and came back to cook soup for him. It happened that she was good at cooking soup, without oil and salt, and made this chicken soup strictly according to the cooking method that Wen Li said.

As soon as the lid was opened, a scented mist filled the air, and the rich scent made the index fingers move.

An Zisu pursed her lips with satisfaction. After eating the porridge for the past few days, Xia Chen could finally change her taste.

"Ding dong..." The electronic doorbell rang.

An Zisu turned her head and wanted to call Su Jingjing, remembering that she had just gone to take a shower, took the remote control on the dining table and pressed the door button.

The man who came in at the door looked around and caught An Zisu who was standing in the kitchen making soup.

"Are you Mr. Xi?" An Zisu stared at him and spoke for a while.

He had met Xi Moqian a few times anyway, and every time Xi Moqian went back, Xi Moran came to pick him up.

Of course he had seen this man.

It is the head of the Xi family.

"Who are you?" Xi Moran raised an eyebrow.

"My name is An Zisu, and I'm Wen Li's apprentice." He briefly introduced himself.

Xi Moran didn't speak, just stared at him.

In the past few days, there have been many events in the Xi family, and Fu Yuheng has left too many problems, which have also affected the Xi family.

I've been so busy these days that I've only been free to come here.

As soon as the door opened, I saw such a young man staying here, and few people knew about this villa.

The people who can be brought here are naturally unusual.

"Are you looking for Sister Su?" An Zisu looked back, "She went to take a bath."

Xi Moran understood it, and with his long legs crossed, he pulled out the chair with one hand and sat at the dining table.

The man's eyes swept across the table, and the tableware and food displayed showed that there were only two people dining here.

An Zisu took out the soup cup, and poured the boiled chicken soup into it little by little.

Seeing him pulling open the cabinet, Xi Moran felt annoyed for no reason.

A fiery gaze kept wandering on his back, An Zisu's hands froze, but he still daring to finish the job.

"Mr. Xi, I'll go back to my room first."

The lighter in Xi Moran's hand tapped on the table, making a clicking sound, and the bottom of his eyes was slightly cold when he raised his eyes.

"You live here?"

As for this question, An Zisu could only nod his head, and following his movements, Xi Moran on the opposite side raised his hand to rest on his forehead.

The others, An Zisu, couldn't say much, and could only shut up.

Although Xia Chen was arranged to recuperate here, it was not a secret matter, but only a few of them knew about it.

But most importantly, the basement of the villa appears to be a secret.

The entrance happened to be in the cloakroom where his room entered, so it was very private.

He knew that some things couldn't be said casually, and it was impossible for him to tell a man who was completely unfamiliar to him that Xia Chen was in the basement below.

"Have Mr. Xi had lunch? How about I serve you some?" An Zisu said.

Xi Moran played with a slender cigarette in his hand, and his eyes swept over the food on the table.

"No, I don't have the habit of eating other people's leftovers."

This person made An Zisu touch his nose in embarrassment.

Mainly because the man's aura was stronger, and he didn't say much.

Although they are brothers and sisters, the temperaments of Xi Moran and Xi Moqian are not similar at all.

"In that case, I'll go back to my room first."

An Zisu slowly went upstairs holding the tray. Xi Moqian had a lively temperament, but no one would have imagined that a man with a cold face like Xi Moran would actually be Xi Moqian's brother.

Seeing the young man go upstairs with the soup cup, Xi Moran closed his eyes and lit a cigarette on his fingertips.

Time passed by minute by minute, and after about half an hour, Xi Mo Ran's eyebrows became more and more irritable.

"Xiao An." Su Jingjing wrapped her bathrobe and came down, "Wen Li in a while..."

When he looked up, he saw the man sitting at the dining table. He breathed out smoke, and the smoke was hazy.

The man's eyes were sharp under the lens, and the curvature of the corners of his lips was lightly hooked, but it was a bit mocking.

"Why are you here?" Su Jingjing stared at the person in front of her, "Where's Zisu?"

Are you finished with this meal?

Xi Moran lightly touched the clean spoon on the table that had not been used, and the warmth of the fingertips touched the cold spoon, forming a sharp contrast.

"It looks like you've had a good few days, haven't you?"

From Su Jingjing's point of view, she could clearly see the wolf-like viciousness under the man's eyes, and she subconsciously took a step back.

"Don't mess around..."

…

When Wen Li opened the door and entered, two bodyguards were sitting in the living room. When they heard someone entering the door, they both got up from the sofa in unison.

After seeing the woman's face clearly, he nodded.

"lady."

"You are?"

Wen Li stopped, and Lu Min looked at him, "Are you from Mr. Xi?"

The bodyguard beside Xi Moran was no stranger to him.

The two looked upstairs subconsciously, "Our husband and Miss Su are upstairs."

Wen Li and Lu Min also understood what this meant, and the two of them didn't care much and walked up the stairs.

An Zisu's room was just opposite Su Jingjing, and just as she opened the door, she heard a crashing sound from Su Jingjing's room.

The two looked back, Lu Min walked over, raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.

"Sister Su?"

"Do you need help?"

There was no response inside, thinking that it was Xi Moran and that nothing major would happen, Lu Min turned around and returned to Wen Li.

He opened the door of An Zisu's room and walked in.

In the dark room, the white bathrobe fell on the doorway, the woman stood by the window, and the man behind him opened and closed.

Su Jingjing sweated down her forehead, and her lips were tightly covered...

Going down from the cloakroom is the entrance to the basement of the villa, and the two of them go down together in the bright elevator.

An Zisu was feeding soup to Xia Chen at the moment. His wounds were recovering well, but he still couldn't move his hands and feet.

In order to take good care of the limbs, I have to lie down for at least another half a month, from opening my eyes at the beginning to the current barrier-free communication.

The speed of recovery was unexpected.

"How about it, doesn't it taste good?" An Zisu then added a spoonful to him.

The bandages on Xia Chen's head were all untied, and only the gauze was stuck on his forehead and chin. The dark blue eyes from a few days ago were also healed.

In order to prevent him from moving erratically, his hands, feet, and limbs were fixed with splints, and the range of motion had only been demarcated, and he could only be on the bed.

"After eating the white porridge for the past few days, I really have no taste in my mouth. If I drink porridge again, I want to kill myself!"

Seeing that he was in such good spirits, An Zisu also laughed out loud.

"But you can't eat spicy and irritating food right now. Those who will change their methods in the past few days will cook some nourishing soup for you. When you are completely healed, I will invite you to eat hot pot."

Xia Chen took the last sip of the soup, and then he felt as if he had come alive.

"How long will I be in this state, I always feel like I can get out of bed!"

An Zisu put the bowl aside, "In order to have no sequelae, you must rest in bed and rest. You must not move your hands these few days. You don't want to be able to lift anything after you recover, right?"

Xia Chen glanced at himself as if he was sealed on the bed, "I feel itchy all over."

"Your wound is growing new flesh, it will definitely be itchy." An Zisu said with a small hammer and tapped lightly on his plastered left leg.

During this period of time, they have been struggling, but fortunately, people have survived.

He still remembered how good Xia Chen was before. In order to prevent him from having sequelae, An Zisu communicated with Wen Li for a long time and settled on a treatment plan.

You can't ruin such a good skill.

Wen Li stood in front of the glass, looking at the young boy on the hospital bed who was talking to An Zisu in high spirits.

"Xia Chen's spirit is really good. It seems that Madam's treatment method is very useful." Lu Min followed happily.

It took a lot of energy to make such a half-dead person get better.

Some time ago, he was afraid of what would happen if Xia Chen couldn't be rescued. From Ningzhou to the imperial capital, Lu Min had gradually become accustomed to having a hidden guard like Xia Chen by Wen Li's side.

They naturally got along and became good friends.

"Boss." Xia Chen looked up and saw Wen Li who pushed open the glass door and entered.

"Don't move." Wen Li stopped his excited movements.

Xia Chen obediently leaned back, he smiled at Wen Li, "Boss, I'm much better, you don't have to worry about me."

"You are seriously injured, don't move around during this time."

An Zisu silently exited the ward, Lu Min greeted him, and led someone to sit on the sofa next to him.

By the way, he also took a drink from the refrigerator and handed it to him.

"Didn't Wen Li see Mr. Xi?"

When he entered the door just now, he felt that Xi Moran's eyes were about to kill him.

"Anyway, I'm not here to find my wife, so don't worry too much." Lu Min said.

Lu Min could see that the relationship between Mo Ran and Su Jingjing was so unremarkable and unspoken.

Every time these two people meet, they are burning like dry firewood, so they should stay away, or they will be lit later.

"So, Mr. Xi came to look for Sister Su?" An Zisu blinked.

This is interesting, Su Jingjing's temperament can be controlled by Mo Ran?

Xia Chen was lying on the bed, his eyes wandering, looking at Wen Li who was adjusting the machine for him.

During the time he woke up, his whole head was in a daze, and when he was completely awake, he would not be able to see the boss.

But when he was in the old factory, he could feel the drop of warmth running down his face.

The boss always protects his shortcomings. This is known to all Evans members. Seeing him like that, he is naturally anxious.

He also heard what Lu Min said, saying that the boss killed Fu Yuheng, and Ning Muzhang had also turned into a pile of bones.

But these days, he could feel the guilt in his heart when the boss faced him, and even looking into his eyes showed no emotion.

Thinking of this, Xia Chen spoke softly.

"Boss, has the commander gone back?"

What he asked was Nan Gongye.

Wen Li nodded. He had just returned a few days ago. Xia Chen was seriously injured, and only Shi Yi was allowed to come and see Xia Chen.

But what exactly happened, no one knows or knows.

Nangongye also knew that Wen Li didn't force it, and only said that he would return to Continent S after Xia Chen was healed.

"That's great, I haven't been back to Evans for a long time. I originally wanted to go back with Commander this time."

Wen Li adjusted the machine and sat beside him. Xia Chen followed him for so long, of course Wen Li knew that Xia Chen was from Continent S.

But all these years running around, it is estimated that he has not been home for a long time.

"Boss, my home is in a small country in Continent S, located in the center of Continent S. There have been wars for many years. My parents died in the war when I was four years old, and I was the only one left in the family..."

Such a country that has been under the control of warlords for many years has long been in ruins, and the people at the bottom will never be able to come forward.

Refugees can be seen everywhere on the streets, they fled to the south in the war in the east, and the south fell and fled to the north.

Going back and forth, but what's the use, what should be destroyed is always destroyed.

There was a lot of war in that land, the fertile soil had long since been burned to a scorched earth, and the refugees were crying...

Xia Chen followed the fleeing refugees until he was seven years old.

The warlords fought back and forth, but they couldn't find a reason.

It is a good country, the mountains and rivers are broken, the people are fleeing from their hometowns, people who die of illness and starvation, and countless people who have been beaten to death.

In order to survive, many people had to eat the corpses on the ground to feed their stomachs.

"Later, I ran into a general who asked me if I wanted to follow him."

However, the eight-year-old child naturally wanted to seize every opportunity to have enough to eat, so he followed the general and entered the southern warlord's mansion.

But the boy who thought he could survive fell into another hell.

He never thought that people could be so scary.

He and the boys and girls of his age have gone through many turns and become the playthings of wealthy businessmen. They have no dignity, and they are not even as good as animals.

At that time, he had never seen a piece of good skin on his body, and he always thought and gave birth to a good face. In such a country, it was not luck, but sin.

He saw his compatriots who were tortured like animals, and he thoroughly saw the evil in this world.

Those days passed until he was fifteen years old. He thought about suicide countless times, but he was unwilling to die like this.

Until later, everyone saw the dawn of hope.

Evans was born, and the commander led the entire army to capture half of the entire S continent in half a year.

Small border countries were liberated and freed from the control of warlords. Unlike other warlords, Evans treated the local people well every time he won a place.

They never bully the weak, and even distribute their military rations to the victims, for a country like them that has been bullied by warlords for many years.

As soon as such a team appears, it is naturally like a rainy season after a long drought, which is very popular among the people.

"Boss, you rescued me from Marshal Wan Ting's house. Maybe at that time, you didn't remember my toy at all."

But with that one glance, he decided what would happen in the future.

Evans is willing to take in homeless children, and if he is willing to join Evans, he can pay well and have a living career.

"Before I met you, I have seen all the evil in this world, and I have also endured everything that I should bear."

Xia Chen's eyes were full of water, but they also shone brightly.

"So boss, you don't have to feel that you owe me, and you don't have to feel that it's your fault. If it weren't for you and Evans, I would have been turned into bones and eaten by wild dogs like other pets."

"After joining Evans, I have more and more important things in my heart. The body has long been unimportant. Even if I didn't come back alive this time, at least I was smiling when I closed my eyes... …”

The heart that had a gap and was almost broken was also repaired well.

Also, it was packed full.

that's enough.

An Zisu and Lu Min raised their heads and saw Wen Li beside the bed in the glass ward. He gently raised his hand and stroked the boy's cheek.

In their life, who is not walking on the road of redemption and redemption, warmth and warmth...