Can't a man be more generous?
"Did you chat for a while longer? If it had been a little longer, she would have been able to make a baby!”
Zhong Jitong said disdainfully, his dissatisfaction bursting out.
Wan Lele was always happy when she talked to anyone. She was only full of hostility when she talked to him. Was he really that annoying?
"What's wrong with you?"
Wan Lele was extremely unhappy. She wanted to knock Zhong Jitong's head off and see what was wrong with it. What did she do to provoke this old man?
She was also very helpless, but Yuan Ziliang was so enthusiastic. Could she leave him behind?
Jiang Qiqing, who was driving, coughed twice. Boss, what you did would only backfire!
If Miss Wan Lele left in anger, Old Madam Zhong would be furious. When Boss was in a bad mood, he would be the most unlucky person.
But who had the time to care about him, Jiang Qiqing?
Zhong Jitong could only see the woman baring her fangs and brandishing her claws. How could he care about Jiang Qiqing?
"Is my brain damaged? You're the one with the problem! Can't you tell that Yuan Ziliang has improper thoughts about you? Or do you want her to take a fancy to you?”
Wan Lele snorted and slammed the car door.
She was about to explode from anger!
Wan Lele turned her head away and didn't want to talk to Zhong Jitong anymore.
The battlefield that had been heated just a moment ago was left in silence. The sudden silence made Jiang Qiqing, who was sitting in the front row, a little depressed. When they quarreled, he felt his heart jump, but when they stopped quarreling, he felt like the end of the world was coming.
Silence, still silence…
Other than the sound of the car running at high speed, there was only Zhong Jitong's heavy breathing in the car.
"Boss, Madam, do you want me to treat you to a meal?”Jiang Qiqing tried to break the uncomfortable silence, but he realized that this was not something he could do.
The madam didn't react, but Zhong Jitong rolled his eyes at him.
Was it wrong to treat people to a meal these days?
Jiang Qiqing rubbed his nose and pretended that he didn't say anything.
The car stopped at Dijing Luxury Mansion. Jiang Qiqing looked at the two people behind him. Neither of them had any intention of getting out of the car.
What did this mean?
"Boss, Madam, we're here.”Jiang Qiqing braced himself and said again.
He seemed to be born to be cannon fodder.
Now that the two of them had quarreled, it was his fault. He was not a mistress. He did not have any thoughts about Boss, and he did not dare to have any improper thoughts about Madam. Why was he punished for no reason?
After returning home, Wan Lele's gloomy mood disappeared after seeing her precious son. Her son was much more useful than that man.
"Baby, you must be hungry."
Wan Lele's face was full of apology. She had never been a competent mother. Because of her busy work, she had never cared much about Yangyang. When she was busy, she didn't even have time to communicate. Sometimes, she even needed her son to take care of her.
Wan Lele felt embarrassed just thinking about it.
Wan Lele felt both gratified and distressed that her son had matured too early.
Wan Hanyang shook his head." Go and wash up. You smell like dirt. I've already ordered takeout. We'll be able to eat soon."”
Wan Lele, who was despised, took her clothes and went to take a shower. She was planning to take her son out for the weekend. Although Wan Hanyang was a smart and independent child, he was still a child.
After washing away the dust on her body and filling her stomach, Wan Lele lay on the bed. It had been a tiring day.
Not only was his body exhausted, but his heart was also exhausted.
Returning to Chuanhai City was a huge mistake, and now her life was in a mess.
Wan Lele didn't feel depressed for long before she fell asleep. Who cared if it was Zhong Jitong or anyone else? She had to sleep first. She had already finished everything for today.
In the middle of the night, Wan Lele was woken up by a phone call. Although she was extremely unwilling, Wan Lele still picked up the phone.
It wouldn't be good if Yang Yang was woken up.
"Hello, who are you?"
Wan Lele, who was holding the receiver, suddenly became alert, and her sleepiness immediately disappeared.
"Mom, don't worry. I'll go now. I'll tell you if anything happens!”
Wan Lele put on her slippers and jogged out.
The call just now was from Zhong Jitong's mother. She said that Zhong Jitong had a high fever. He just called the family doctor, but she was worried and could only ask Wan Lele for help.
Since Zhong Jitong's mother said so, Wan Lele didn't dare to delay for a moment.
In her heart, Mrs. Zhong was her mother. Her parents had died and she had grown up with Mrs. Zhong. Mrs. Zhong also treated her as a daughter.
She ran to Zhong Jitong's apartment. Zhong Jitong was lying on the bed with a red face. Wan Lele couldn't help but reach out to touch him. When her hand touched Zhong Jitong's forehead, she retracted it.
Why was it so hot?
"Zhong Jitong, wake up!"
Wan Lele pushed the man on the bed with all her might, but the man on the bed had already been burned to the point where he could no longer feel anything.
How could it be so serious?
Wan Lele couldn't help but panic. She couldn't care less and quickly brought a basin of cold water, squeezed a towel, and placed it on his forehead.
Don't burn your brain!
The towel warmed Zhong Jitong's body temperature in a while, so Wan Lele could only change it for Zhong Jitong.
Changing the towel, changing the water, and even feeding Zhong Jitong with a small spoon, Wan Lele suddenly felt like a pitiful little maid.
But Zhong Jitong, please don't let anything happen to you!
He had just called the family doctor and said that he was already on his way. Why was he not here yet? Please don't tell her that there was a traffic jam in the middle of the night.
Wan Lele turned around anxiously, but what could she do?
Under Wan Lele's endless anticipation, the doctor finally appeared.
"Young Madam, I'm sorry. The car broke down on the way and I took a taxi here. How is Young Master now?”
Doctor Du said apologetically.
Although Wan Lele had the urge to drag the doctor over and beat him up, she was not in the mood to do so now.
Even if Doctor Du called her Young Madam, she could not be bothered to correct him.
Although she had already thought of a way to lower his temperature, she had been busy for so long without seeing any results.
"Doctor Du, he has a high fever.”
Doctor Du also started to check Zhong Jitong's body. After seeing the thermometer, he didn't dare to hesitate and quickly put Zhong Jitong on an IV drip.
Doctor Du was busy with everything. Wan Lele stood at the side and did not even dare to breathe loudly.
Because she was afraid of causing trouble for him.
Wan Lele only heaved a sigh of relief when he knew that Doctor Du had started to pack his things. Judging from Doctor Du's expression, he knew that it should not be too serious.
"How is he?"
Doctor Du wiped the sweat off his forehead."He has a cold. His mood has been fluctuating too much these past two days, causing his weak fire to be too strong. Young Madam, you have to persuade Young Master not to be so angry in the future.”
#
This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]