Leng Shaoba's favorite wife

Chapter 91

"Is it okay?" Mo Wan looked up at him and asked uncertainly.

The man raised his hand to unbutton the shirt, stared at her surprised expression, nodded, and said, "You don't believe me?"

"No!" Mo Wan sat up excitedly, pulled his arm, and said anxiously: "I believe, I believe!" While speaking, she threw off the quilt and ran out of bed, and went straight to the bathroom, fearing that he would regret it again.

Looking at her movements amusedly, Leng Zhuo raised his eyebrows, but didn't say much.He chose his clothes and dressed himself neatly.

Mo Wan came out of the bathroom and saw that the man was still there, and said in a good mood, "Hurry up and change your clothes, I'll take you there!"

His sudden words made Mo Wan lose her mind, she was stunned for a few seconds, until the man's impatient eyes swept over her, she immediately took out her clothes and quickly changed them.

A gray Aston Martin, drove to the city hospital, and the car was parked outside the hospital building.

Leng Zhuo turned off the car, opened the door and walked down, he glanced out of the corner of his eyes, his gaze stayed on the park ahead, and a coldness filled his eyes instantly.

"You go up to pick someone up, I'll wait for you here!" After adjusting his expression, Leng Zhuo turned to look at Mo Wan with a calm tone.

Mo Wan smiled and didn't see any change in his expression, she hurried in with her things and rushed upstairs to pick up her brother.

In the garden of the hospital, there are patients in twos and threes basking in the sun.On the yellowed grass, a wheelchair was parked. The old woman sitting in the wheelchair had gray hair and although her complexion was not very good, she was in good spirits.

Due to the previous stroke, Ye Zhenshu is still undergoing treatment, her right side is somewhat paralyzed, her language function is also damaged, and she cannot speak for the time being.

Dong Jiarong sat beside her and kept massaging her right hand. Seeing some wind, she immediately stood up and said, "Mom, I'm going to get a blanket down!"

"Ah...ah..." Ye Zhenshu couldn't speak yet, but her hearing was fine, she nodded falteringly to show that she understood.

Dong Jiarong locked the wheelchair casually, and then hurried to the ward. She didn't dare to delay for too long, for fear that something might happen to the old lady alone.

Looking up at the sun in the sky, Ye Zhenshu narrowed her eyes slightly, but she didn't expect a black shadow to suddenly press down in front of her eyes, and then a person sat down in front of her.

Leng Yan bent over and sat on the bench, he stretched out his hand to turn the wheelchair around, stared at Ye Zhenshu face to face, and said, "It seems that you are recovering well!"

When Ye Zhenshu saw the person opposite, she was shocked at first, and then seemed to remember his identity, immediately sank her face, and tried to push the wheelchair with her left hand, but he pinned her wrist and couldn't move.

"The Huo family's villa, did it burn nicely?" Leng Yan pressed her hand, with a sneer in the corner of his mouth, and a gloomy look in his eyes, "Why didn't you burn to death?"

"Ah... um..." Hearing that the villa was on fire, Ye Zhenshu's emotions obviously lost control, and her face changed drastically.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Dong Jiarong walking towards this side. The man's face was gloomy. He straightened up, controlled the wheelchair with both hands, pulled her to his side, bent down and put her ear next to her, and said grimly: "Do you still remember, Shang Ziqing?"

His voice was neither high nor low, as if carrying a spell, Ye Zhenshu's face turned pale instantly, her eyes widened, and she stared at him in disbelief.

Looking at her pale face, she straightened up coldly and gracefully, let go of the wheelchair with both hands, and her restrained eyes were filled with a deep chill.He raised his head, just in time to see Dong Jiarong who was rushing over. After seeing her shocked gaze, he turned around with a smile and walked away.

Dong Jiarong held the blanket in her hand and stood there blankly. Obviously, she also heard the soft question just now, and she heard it very clearly.Especially that name made her frightened physically and mentally, and a bone-chilling chill emerged from her bones.

Mo Wan took her younger brother downstairs, and when she came to the car, she didn't see his figure. She glanced suspiciously and only saw him walking towards this side from the garden.

With a quick glance, Mo Wan vaguely saw two familiar figures in the garden, but before she could think about it, the man had already walked over.

"Is it packed?" Leng Yan strode over, stretched out his hand to press the car lock, and opened the car door.

Mo Wan nodded, opened the car door and put the things in. She subconsciously looked into the garden again, but found that there was no one there.

"Brother-in-law!" When Mo Lin saw him coming, his mood was obviously better than last time, and he even took the initiative to greet him.

Leng Zhuo was obviously startled, then nodded, opened the car door and got in.

Opening the car door and sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Mo Wan peeked at his younger brother's expression, and couldn't help pursing his lips and smiling.

"Shall we eat outside at noon?" Leng Yan asked her, holding the steering wheel with both hands, turning to look at the people around her.

Looking at his watch, Mo Wan calculated that there would be no time to cook at noon, so he might as well finish his meal outside, buy some ingredients casually, and cook a big meal at home in the evening.

She looked back at her younger brother, and seeing him nodding with a smile, she readily agreed, "Okay!"

They drove to a Chinese restaurant, and a man who looked like a manager took them to the box in person.Men seem to come here often and are familiar with the layout here.

The storefront of the hotel is very large, and the decoration is also exquisite, retro style, each box has its own style.The box they are in now is decorated in Ming and Qing styles, with a huge screen and an elegant guzheng, exuding a classical charm.

Leng Yan sat at the dining table, looking at a certain point in front of his eyes, as if he was slightly lost in thought, thinking about something on his mind.He slightly bent his fingers and tapped on the table.

The waiter quickly put all the dishes on the table, then closed the door of the box, and all retreated out.

Mo Lin tasted a few mouthfuls, and was very pleased with the taste of the dishes here. He twitched his index finger and buried himself in eating.Whatever his sister brought him, he ate it all.

Seeing that he was eating happily, Mo Wan asked him with a smile: "Is the food here better than sister's?"

Mo Lin just stuffed a mouthful of food into his mouth. Hearing her question, he immediately rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "No, my sister's cooking is the best!"

Looking at his hypocritical expression, Mo Wan felt unconvinced, picked up a piece of chicken and put it in her mouth. The taste of the mouth made her frown, and then she felt a rush in her stomach. Nausea feeling suppressed.

(End of this chapter)