Fu Hansheng hugged Jiang Ke like a child, as if he was afraid that she would run away. It turned out that Fu Hansheng was drunk like this.

"Stop making trouble, I'll let go if I kiss you, okay?"

She smiled and coaxed him softly. Fu Hansheng thought for a moment and nodded.

"Um."

Jiang Ke held Fu Hansheng's face and printed his lipstick on his thin lips.

"Okay, let go of me."

"don't want!"

"Don't keep your word, I'm OK."

"I didn't agree, don't..."

Jiang Ke, “…”

Okay, drunkenness takes advantage of it, and I immediately forgot what I said the previous second, "Stop making trouble, I'll take off your clothes for you, so I can't sleep like this."

She pushed Fu Hansheng, but Fu Hansheng pressed tighter and became more and more lighter, deliberately becoming lighter, as if she was trying to fall asleep.

Wake up by her voice again, he turned his head and whispered.

"Wife, don't make trouble..."

Jiang Ke suffocated his breath, was stunned for a moment, and asked again.

"What did you call me?"

"Wife..."

Fu Hansheng muttered again.

This time Jiang Ke heard it clearly. The first time he was called this, he couldn't say anything in his heart.

Even when he was happy, he was still called her Ke'er.

"Fu Hansheng?"

"Well... don't make a fuss..."

Fu Hansheng's handsome eyebrows were frowning, and he really wanted to go to bed.

"Who is your wife? You are not allowed to sleep if you don't say it." Jiang Ke pulled his ears, looking forward to his answer.

"Jiang Ke...Jiang Ke..."

The man turned over and stopped pressing her, and muttered several times.

Jiang Ke listened, forgot all the unhappiness today and burst out his first smile today.

Seeing that he was sleeping peacefully, he no longer had smooth sex with him. He helped him unbutton his suit and took off his coat after he was useless.

She covered Fu Hansheng with a quilt, twisted a hot towel and wiped his face.

Then she went downstairs and wanted to prepare the quenching soup for Fu Hansheng himself, for fear that his head would hurt when he woke up.

She heard Sun Shangrou's voice at the kitchen door.

"Is the quenching soup ready?"

"It'll be fine soon. I haven't seen the young master go for a social event for a long time. Today the sun comes out from the west."

"Isn't it all that Jiang Ke yet! He is really a troublemaker. Han Sheng just wanted the media to remove the news and gave them a smile."

Sun Shangrou said coldly, and her disgust for Jiang Ke was obvious in her words.

"Oh, the young master is really infatuated with Miss Jiang, but Miss Jiang is really not doing this well."

"It would be great if the young master chose Miss Lu, she wouldn't have so many troubles at home."

"Ms. Jiang is pretty, but she is still a little worse than the young master."

The two servants said with a stern face when they saw Sun Shangrou.

Sun Shangrou sneered, "Even you know Miss Lu is more suitable. Why can't Hansheng figure it out by himself? It's a headache!"

"It's probably for the young master, it's better to be a biological mother."

Jiang Ke stood outside the kitchen, and after listening to a few words, he turned around and left silently.

It turned out that Fu Hansheng shouted like this for himself.

Are you worthy of the cold sound?

For some reason, Sun Shangrou's questioning sounded again in his ears, and Jiang Ke felt a headache and uncomfortable.

She shook her head and forced herself not to think about it anymore. But this relationship was not blessed by elders, so she was always a little regretful.

She returned to the bedroom and Dr. Zhang called.

"Hello."

Jiang Ke picked it up, and Dr. Zhang said with a smile.

"Jiang Ke, have you read the news in the evening? Fu Hansheng is OK. All the new articles in the afternoon were removed."

This happened today. Dr. Zhang was most anxious. She was afraid that it would affect the operation of the hospital. Now that the matter has been resolved, she quickly called to share the joy.

Jiang Ke's expression changed when he heard this, "Do you know everything?"

"It's not me that Fu Hansheng must be able to settle such a big thing. You have to hug her thighs tightly. You don't have to be afraid of the sky falling. Do you know?"

Dr. Zhang's words were heartbreaking in Jiang Ke's ears.

Especially when he looked at Fu Hansheng lying there with his eyebrows frowned, feeling uncomfortable after being drunk.

Jiang Ke felt even more uncomfortable, and she said, "Sister Zhang, I'm taking care of him, I'll die first."

"Hey, what's wrong with him needs your care...hey?"

Before Dr. Zhang could finish his words, Jiang Ke had already hung up the phone.

She turned off her phone, stroked her forehead and buried her head between her legs.

Holding your thighs is not worthy of...

Jiang Ke felt extremely sad. Is she really not worthy of it? Fu Hansheng's family disapproved, and even Dr. Zhang felt that she was hugging her thighs.

"Jiang Ke..."

At this time, Fu Hansheng on the bed called out softly again unconsciously.

Jiang Ke, like a drowning person, grabbed the only oar and lay beside Fu Hansheng.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"pain……"

Fu Hansheng frowned and touched his head with his hand.

"Does your headache?" Jiang Ke knelt beside him and raised his hand to give him a head massage.

His frowning brows gradually unfolded, and Jiang Ke also had a smile on his face.

No matter how many people can bless this love, as long as the man has only her in his heart, it is worth it, and she will wait for this hard-earned love.

Jiang Ke lowered his head and printed a kiss on Fu Hansheng's forehead.

The night is dark.

Jiang Jing’s rental house was not calm.

Jiang Jing prepared supper and whispered to his wife.

"Get up and eat a little, I'll have a little at noon, how can I not eat supper?"

Song Shuyu didn't move, letting him shout for a long time without any reaction. His heart beat like thunder and he reached out to find her nose.

"Die...Diet?" Jiang Jing took several steps back in fear. He looked at Song Shuyu with a look of panic.

"No, why is this happening?"

Jiang Jing sat on the ground for a long time before stumbled and ran out, crying and floating like a ghost.

A mysterious man came out of a dark corner.

He stepped into the room and saw Song Shuyu lying silently, so he walked over to explore Song Shuyu's breath.

Then he started to report his work by phone.

"Assistant Niu..."

This man was the one who Fu Hansheng ordered to stare at Jiang Jing and his wife. He simply reported to Niu Kai what had just happened here.

Niu Kai frowned, "Is Song Shuyu dead?"

"No, there is still some faint aura, but Jiang Jing thought she was dead just now, so she ran out while crying. What should I do now?"

"The president has rested now. You can take Song Shuyu to the doctor first. Don't let someone die. There is no hurry to do this, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Fu Hansheng drank a lot of wine today, and Niu Kai didn't dare to disturb him, so he ordered.

"Okay, Assistant Niu."

The next morning, Fu Hansheng woke up and sure enough, he couldn't drink too much wine.
Chapter completed!