Chapter 38

"Do you want to support you like this and make you stand up?"

After finishing speaking, Wuyao pinched Wen Tao's waist restlessly with her thin white hands, but it was broken.

Wen Tao's body trembled after being pinched by her, he looked at her sideways, his voice trembled slightly, and his breathing became short of breath: "Ma'am, be careful not to get angry with your upper body."

"Hehe." Wu Wuyao chuckled, her laughter was like a bell, and her voice was soft and gentle: "What, I just helped you up, why did you get involved with the upper body of the fire?"

Wen Tao looked at Wuyao's snow-white side face, shifted his gaze, and landed on her blood-red lips.

After only staying for a second, Wen Tao looked away, clenched his fist, and touched his thin lips lightly, "Please trouble Madam, I'm going to get up."

A master's move, the move is fatal, and the odds of winning are hard to tell.

Holding Wen Tao's waist with one hand, and holding Wen Tao's hand with the other, Wu Wuyao opened his lips: "I'm ready, you can start."

Wen Tao tilted his head back slightly, all Wuyao was reflected in his field of vision, the coldness in the corners of his eyes and brows receded, and warmth suddenly appeared.

He suddenly leaned close to Wuyao, stopped very close to her ear, and said in a warm voice, "Ma'am, I need your help."

After a pause, Wen Tao liked their intimacy very much.

"But instead of letting Madam do the hard work, Madam only needs to keep the blanket on my body for me, and I can stand up by myself."

Wu Wuyao looked at him sideways, and was about to let go of his hand, but he suddenly grabbed her hand that was about to withdraw.

The four eyes meet each other, Wu Yao's winking eyes are like a pool of cold water, obviously seductive, but there is no temptation in those infinitely seductive winking eyes.

Wen Tao's charming phoenix eyes stare closely at Wu Yao's face, which is so close at hand, seductive and picturesque, that charms all living beings.

Looking at Wu Wuyao, Wen Tao's tear moles are burning hot and coquettishly red.

After the eyes met for a brief moment, Fifth Yao pulled out his hand, and even withdrew the hand on Wen Tao's waist.

Standing up straight, Wu Wuyao looked down at Wen Tao who was sitting in the wheelchair, and lightly combed her hair with thin white hands.

"Suddenly I don't want to see you standing up anymore." After finishing the sentence, Wuyao glanced at the untouched dishes on the table, Yingying turned around and sat down, "The future will be long, when you want to get up, you will get up by yourself, I Wait for you."

Wen Tao was not affected, Wen Wan looked straight at Wuyao, and said in a gentle voice, "Okay, listen to Madam."

After picking up vegetables for Wen Tao, Wu Wuyao looked away from his legs under the blanket, "How did your legs hurt?"

Chewing and eating vegetables slowly, Wuyao's facial features were cold, and his face was not soft, "Accident, or artificial?"

Wen Tao found that the food served by his wife was very suitable for him, as if it was specially prepared for him.

Swallowing the food in his mouth, a cold light flashed across Wen Tao's unwavering phoenix eyes, and a warm and slightly sick voice sounded.

"At the age of 17, as the heir of Wen's Group, he was hit by an oncoming truck on the way to attend the Wen's Group's shareholders meeting."

"After waking up, I was lying in the hospital with severe injuries to my legs. Even if I recovered, I could only rely on a wheelchair to travel."

"It was also that year that I was diagnosed by a doctor that I would not live to be 26 years old."

After hearing Wen Tao's words, Wuyao's eyes were getting colder and colder. She continued to serve Wen Tao with vegetables, her voice was slightly cold: "Afterwards, didn't you think about looking into what happened in the car accident?"

No matter how you listen, Wen Tao's car accident doesn't seem like an accident, but more like man-made.

Wen Tao's thin lips were tightly pursed, and his phoenix eyes were cold and severe, but because of the sickness all over his body, those cold and severe phoenix eyes seemed warmer.

Xu Shi recalled the past and touched Wen Tao's sad things.

His moist, black and shiny phoenix eyes became surly, and his voice was warm and cold, piercing to the bone.

"There is no proof."

 Good midnight, the lovely couple is here to ask for tickets.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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