Hidden marriage husband always wants to show love to me

Chapter 293 I knew he was reluctant to part with Mu Wanyu
Gu Yichen stared at Song Lianhe on the phone, hesitated to speak, his face was already clear, now Mu Wanyu needed these soups even more, she drank it, what should Mu Wanyu do?
He glanced at Song Lianche's slightly fat belly, and knew that Song Lianche really knew how to drink.

"Well, yes, all of them. The rest of the medicinal materials don't need to be kept in Jingyuan. These medicinal materials are used to regulate the body, and you can't buy such treasures on the market. Keep them in your collection and save them for me later."

"Mom, you are already over forty." Gu Yichen reminded displeasedly.

Hearing this, Song Lianhe put down the phone and looked back at him: "What's the matter after forty, I wish I had known you would be like this when you grow up, I should have had a few more children in the first place."

Who doesn't like obedient and excellent children, it's polite to have a few more, and it would be good if you weren't reborn in the belly, Song Lianche glanced at his stern face, and thought to himself.

"Those herbs..." Gu Yichen turned his head away and said calmly, "What do you want to do?"

Song Lianhe glanced at Gu Yichen's cold face, raised her eyebrows slightly: "She's not my daughter-in-law anymore, so why do I care about her, I still want to keep it for Jiawen."

Mentioning the word Chu Jiawen, Gu Yichen's expression changed instantly, the disgust in his eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "Her body is weak, I don't want her to die in Jingyuan."

"If you die, die. Are you still afraid of killing someone?" You almost killed all the servants that day on the spot.

Gu Yichen could see that Song Lianhe was provoking him deliberately, so he looked forward and did not speak.

At this time, Mama Yun had already brought in all the tonic soups, all of which are great tonic medicinal foods, especially suitable for women who have miscarriages. Song Lianche stared at Gu Yichen's back and thought to herself, let's see how long you can last.

"Ma'am, this is the medicinal soup you gave young mistress to nourish her body. It's really not..."

"Give it to me first." Seeing that she was holding the dinner plate, Song Lianhe was reluctant to let it go, and snatched it domineeringly. Just as she was stirring the medicinal soup, Gu Yichen turned around and said, "Mother Yun, take these upstairs."

Yun Ma looked at Gu Yichen, and responded repeatedly: "Hey."

As soon as she finished speaking, she met Song Lianhe's sharp eyes, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to move for a while.

I only heard Song Lianhe ask indifferently: "Which side are you from?"

Mama Yun was at a loss for words: "I..."

Song Lianhe paused, leaned on the sofa, and looked at her: "Why don't you and Mama Wu stay in Jingyuan?"

"Ma'am, I..."

Mama Yun hesitated to speak, so she had no choice but to put the dinner plate back, and Gu Yichen's steady voice came from behind.

"Mother Yun." Gu Yichen lifted his chin slightly, motioning for her to bring the soup upstairs first.

Yunma knew that Mu Wanyu was very weak now, so she bowed to Song Lianche, and went out with the medicinal food.

The atmosphere in the study was a little more gloomy.

Song Lianxiang leaned on the sofa, looked at him indifferently, and knew that he was reluctant to let Mu Wanyu go hungry, "Okay, I'll let you too, and the medicine soup was taken away too, why, it's so big, you still need it I'll feed you."

Song Lianche glanced at the lunch on the desk and saw that he really had no appetite, "Son, are you really going to starve yourself to death? Let me tell you, I, Song Lianche, are only a son like you. You really want your mother to be more than 40 years old?" At the age of [-] years, lying on the operating table, will I give you an obedient brother?"

"..."

"I still remember when you were a child, you wanted to see your father, but I wouldn't let you see him, and you went on a hunger strike for three days, how could I cure you?"

Hearing this, Gu Yichen's brows twitched slightly, remembering that Song Lianhe cooked a bowl of noodles for him.

Song Lianhe: "Bala bla bla bla bla...."

Gu Yichen sat quietly on the chair, his brows furrowed more deeply...

(End of this chapter)