Although Shen Wanyin has recovered from his injuries, his health is still much worse.
Even on hot summer days, she would always cover herself with a spring quilt when sleeping.
The wind was blowing, and her hands and feet were already cold from the cold.
"I haven't made you angry lately, right? You don't need to punish me like this."
Shen Wanyin said angrily, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
Fu Beizheng was silent when he heard this.
At the same time, he quickly took off his coat and put it on her body.
Normally Shen Wanyin might dislike it, but now she accepted it happily and quickly wrapped herself tightly in her suit jacket.
"Sorry, I didn't think well."
Fu Beizheng will not be hard-spoken in these aspects. If he is wrong, he is wrong.
He sincerely admitted his mistake, which made Shen Wanyin angry and didn't know what to say.
Why did Fu Beizheng have such a good attitude? If she criticized him, she would look stingy.
Seeing that Shen Wanyin stopped talking, Fu Beizheng immediately started the car and went back.
On the way back, Shen Wanyin remained silent, but he was also thinking carefully.
Of course she understood why Fu Beizheng came out at night.
It's just that he who has always been serious and indifferent suddenly becomes romantic, which is really unbearable.
I don't know who blindly gave Fu Beizheng this trick.
She knew very well that Fu Beizheng would never be able to think of this if he had to think about it by himself.
"Well...it's actually not that bad. At least the scenery on the mountain is pretty good."
After a long time, Shen Wanyin pursed her lips and whispered.
But as soon as she finished speaking, she immediately regretted it.
It’s so dark on the mountain, what kind of scenery can you see?
It should be obvious that this was said very perfunctorily.
"I was wrong. The air is quite good."
Shen Wanyin quickly made amends, until Fu Beizheng, who had been expressionless until then, was amused by her.
Although Fu Beizheng only smiled slightly, the atmosphere in the carriage was much better.
Shen Wanyin could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Otherwise, the cold Fu Beizheng would make the time back even more torturous and long.
The cold wind on the mountain was still too exciting for Shen Wanyin.
Before she returned to Fu Mansion, her head had already begun to hurt.
Finally, she closed her eyes tightly and leaned back on the chair, frowning.
"Have a headache? Shall I take you to the hospital?"
"It's okay, just go back and lie down."
Fu Beizheng said regretfully and couldn't help but feel nervous.
Shen Wanyin shook her head feebly. She didn't want to go to the hospital.
Since her legs became disabled, she has always had to deal with hospitals. She really doesn't want to go because of this minor problem.
How could Fu Beizheng forcefully win over her?
He had no choice but to speed up and return to Fu's mansion.
When Fu Beizheng took her back tonight, it was so uncomfortable that she rarely struggled and resisted when she was awake.
Late at night, everything in Fu Mansion was quiet.
Fu Beizheng gently placed Shen Wanyin on the soft bed.
"If you don't take medicine, don't bother me."
Shen Wanyin was unable to speak because of her headache.
But at this time, she could still predict what Fu Beizheng wanted to do.
After hearing this, Fu Beizheng could only smile bitterly.
Everyone thought that Shen Wanyin was gentle and dignified, but when facing him, Shen Wanyin was unscrupulous and willful.
Fu Beizheng thought, this is pretty good.
At least Shen Wanyin can have some time to be herself.
Standing by the bed, he looked at her quietly for a while before quietly exiting.
Unexpectedly, Fu Beizheng saw Song Xiaochan just after he came out.
"Still not sleeping yet?"
"I can't sleep. Brother A Zheng, you and your wife are..."
"Can you make ginger tea?"
"Ginger tea?"
Song Xiaochan became even more puzzled when she heard Fu Beizheng ask this.
…
In the quiet Fu Mansion, the kitchen light was on.
Standing by the stove, Fu Beizheng watched Song Xiaochan demonstrate how to make ginger tea.
"Ginger tea is very simple to make. All you have to do is wait for the water to boil and simmer for a while."
Song Xiaochan took a spoon and carefully stirred the pot.
Fu Beizheng looked at the boiling pot of boiling water and said, "Put some more sugar in it! Otherwise, she might not even drink a sip."
Thinking that Shen Wanyin loved sweets, Fu Beizheng gave some more instructions.
Hearing his words, Song Xiaochan turned her head and looked.
She hesitated, and after thinking for a long time, she couldn't help but ask: "Brother Zheng, do you really like your wife? But I remember you said before that you like gentle and pleasant girls."
Song Xiaochan didn't think Shen Wanyin was not gentle.
Although Shen Wanyin has a gentle side, she is more tenacious and tough.
Sometimes some men can't compare to her, and she even confronts Fu Beizheng at every turn.
How could Fu Beizheng like such Shen Wanyin?
"That was just nonsense because I didn't understand it before. Xiaochan, don't let her hear you saying she's not gentle, or you'll get sulky again!"
Fu Beizheng sighed silently when he thought of Shen Wanyin's possible performance.
"Of course she won't do anything to you, but she will cause trouble for me."
Fu Beizheng was already used to Shen Wanyin's temper, so if she was angry, she would just throw it at him.
"Is it because my wife saved you? She was willing to sacrifice herself for you, so Brother A Zheng likes her?"
"Xiaochan, you are still too young and don't understand some things. If it were someone else who made such a sacrifice, I would probably be moved or feel stupid. But this person is Shen Wanyin - I remember that I was not calm at all at that time. The only All I want is not to let her die."
Facing Song Xiaochan's inquiry, Fu Beizheng couldn't help but recall the scene at that time.
"I even regretted for a time why I wasn't the one who was seriously injured. If someone deserves to die, I hope that person is me."
Song Xiaochan didn't expect Fu Beizheng to say such words.
He should be someone who wants to gain power at all costs and means.
Nothing is more important than himself.
But at this time, I could actually hear Fu Beizheng say this.
Song Xiaochan knew that her sister Song Yingying would never be able to replace Shen Wanyin's position in the future no matter how hard she tried.
"Brother A Zheng, what do you like about your wife?"
"Do you think she's okay?"
"……good."
"That's okay, there are some things I can't explain myself."
Fu Beizheng smiled self-deprecatingly.
He really didn't know.
Obviously, the best outcome of his relationship with Shen Wanyin would be to treat each other with respect and as guests while using each other.
But the subsequent direction was no longer controllable by Fu Beizheng.
After the ginger tea was brewed, Fu Beizheng took it back to the room.
Shen Wanyin fell asleep in a daze. Her head hurt so much that she couldn't open her eyes.
Later, spicy sugar water was fed into her mouth.
"It tastes bad, put it away... I hate the taste."
When Shen Wan was talking incoherently, she found it unpleasant and refused to accept the taste.
It took Fu Beizheng a long time to feed her a small bowl.
That night, Fu Beizheng did not leave the room.
Perhaps because of discomfort, Shen Wanyin felt the warmth around her and in a daze, she crawled into Fu Beizheng's arms.
"This is your own initiative. Don't slap me tomorrow morning."
Fu Beizheng looked at Shen Wanyin in his arms and said with a chuckle.
That night, Song Xiaochan didn't fall asleep very late.
She saw that Fu Beizheng never came out of the room and knew what was going on.
Thinking of Song Yingying, she couldn't help but have a headache...