President's Wife

An Jiabao felt as if he was floating up and down on a cloud, extremely dizzy, already uncomfortable, but the chirping voice in his ears never stopped.

"What can I do about this? It's already burned to 40 degrees. What if I burn my head?" Mother An's voice was full of worry.

Burn to 40 degrees?It turns out that I have a fever, no wonder I feel so uncomfortable.An Jiabao thought in a daze.

"Mom, don't worry, brother is so powerful, how could he burn his head?" An Jiaru comforted Mama An.

Your brother, I'm not a superman. Even your brother's head will burn out if it exceeds a certain degree. An Jiabao really wants to roll his eyes, but he doesn't even have the strength to do so.

He must be dying, otherwise how could he still have the energy to think about these things?He must have been the first to die from a fever!

"Okay, don't worry about it here. Didn't the doctor just say that you'll be fine if the fever subsides? Isn't the fever subsided now?" Papa An also wanted to roll his eyes, because the fever subsided and he was still here blindly. Worry.

"The doctor also said that your noise will disturb the patient's rest. Wife, you also want our son to get better soon, right? Then let's go out and let our son rest."

"Really?" Mother An asked with red eyes.

Papa An nodded very hard, "Really, please believe in my sincere heart." He almost didn't swear to God.

"But babies rarely get sick. This time, I don't know when it will get better." Mother An is still worried.

Father An really rolled his eyes now, but he was smart enough not to be seen by Mother An, otherwise it would be endless. He glared at An Jiabao who was lying on the bed, and said patiently: "Jiabao is also a person. , even if he seldom gets sick, he will get sick, and the doctor just said that he just hasn't rested for too long, and his work and rest time is irregular. This is just a common cold! A cold!"

Seeing that Papa An was about to get angry, and Mama An was indeed crying here for a long time, An Jiaru also joined Papa An.

"That's right, Mom, brother should be fine, you should go to rest quickly. You can see that brother's brows are frowning tightly, we must have quarreled with him."

Finally said something human...

An Jiabao thought in confusion.

Hearing this, Mother An hurriedly looked in An Jiabao's direction, and sure enough, seeing An Jiabao's frowning, she quickly covered her mouth.

"Let's go out." Mother An lowered her voice, and quickly dragged Father An out of the room.

The ears finally became quiet, and An Jiabao soon fell into a deep sleep again.

hall--

"Mom, it's the first day of the new year, so we don't need to go on a trip?" An Jiaru asked with a smile.

Mother An glared at her, "What else are you going to do? Didn't you see your elder brother lying on the bed sick?!"

An Jiaru sticks out her tongue, "Mom, that's not how the idiom of being unable to afford illness is used. Don't curse my brother." What if you really cannot afford to be ill?

Mother An wanted to say something, but the doorbell rang.

The three of Papa An looked at each other in blank dismay. At this time, who is here?

Butler Amber appeared immediately, "I'll go out and have a look."

An Jiaru stopped him, "No, Amber, go ahead, I'll go and have a look. I'm also curious about who is here."

On the New Year's Day of the An family, no, no one will visit during the whole New Year, because no one will be at home every New Year, so who is it?

Isn't it an acquaintance?

An Jiaru opened the door curiously, and found a familiar but not very familiar person standing outside the door.

The same antique suit, the hair combed up meticulously, and the expressionless face as always.

An Jiaru looked at the people in front of the door, and nodded inwardly, um, her face is not bad, but her taste in clothes is a bit poor, she can compete with her elder brother.

Qi Xi looked at An Jiaru in front of her, her pupils shrank imperceptibly.

"fiancée?"

The cold voice made An Jiaru shudder.

"What fiancee?" What's the matter with this person?It can't be that there is something wrong with the brain, right?It's a pity for An Jiaru, it's a pity for such a handsome face.

"Bao's fiancée."

precious?It can't be the old man, can it?An Jiaru stared at Qi Xi with wide eyes, would my brother allow a big man to call him "Bao"?

"Excuse me?" Qi Xi asked again patiently.

He has always been very cautious in doing things. Although he didn't really believe that An Jiabao said he had another fiancee, this woman appeared at An Jiabao's home.

He still needs to confirm it, after all, he can win every battle if he knows himself and his skin.

"What is it?" An Jiaru hadn't recovered from Qi Xi's address to An Jiabao.

"An Jiabao's fiancée."

"Ah?!" An Jiaru was taken aback. Is she my brother's fiancee? !Don't scare her, okay, she will die! !

"Of course not, who is so unlucky to be his fiancee?" An Jiaru patted her chest, "I'm his sister."

Hearing this, Qi Xi seemed to be surrounded by a gust of warm wind, and her face softened, "So it's his sister, hello, I'm Qi Xi, I'm here to visit Jiabao today."

"Oh? How do you know my brother is sick?" An Jiaru asked Qi Xi curiously after letting Qi Xi in.

Qi Xi paused, "Is Jiabao sick?"

An Jiaru blinked, "Yeah, didn't you come to visit him when you knew he was sick?"

Although she was surprised that the old brother would have a friend come to the door.

"Sorry, I just came here today to find Jiabao."

"I think so too."

An Jiaru brought Qi Xi to the door of An Jiabao's room, and went down to accompany An's mother.