CEO's Pampered Sweetheart

"Mom, don't blame them. They don't want this either." Mu Jinbo's eyes flashed. On the surface, it sounded like he was speaking for Mu Shengchen and Ning Qianyu, but in reality, he was in agreement with Weng Bisa's words.    

    

Ning Qianyu lowered her head and the tip of her finger that was holding the wheelchair was a little green.    

    

Mu Shengchen turned his head to look at her, then raised his hand to hold her hand to comfort her.    

    

Seeing that Mu Shengchen and Ning Qianyu did not speak, Weng Bisa's eyes flashed coldly. "I really don't know why you guys still have the nerve to come to the hospital..."    

    

Before Weng Bisa could finish her words, Old Madam Mu's walking stick stomped on the ground and coldly said, "Why don't you say you don't have the ability? How can such a small matter put the Mu's in such a difficult situation?"    

    

Weng Bisa opened her mouth but did not dare to argue back with Old Madam Mu.    

    

Old Madam Mu turned to Mu Shengchen and Ning Qianyu and said, "Chen, Qianyu, this matter has nothing to do with you guys. Don't be burdened."    

    

"Grandma, I know." Mu Shengchen's voice was very faint.    

    

Old Madam Mu nodded and Mu Lingshan helped her sit on the chair.    

    

The corridor became quiet, each with their own thoughts.    

    

Suddenly Mu Shengchen frowned without a trace and Ning Qianyu immediately leaned over and asked softly, "What is it?" Are you not well?    

    

Mu Shengchen shook his head and did not say anything. Ning Qianyu knew that he was enduring the discomfort and said softly, "Let's go back first."    

    

Mu Shengchen suppressed his throat and replied to her.    

    

Ning Qianyu pushed Mu Shengchen in front of Old Madam Mu and said, "Grandma, Shengchen is not feeling well recently. We will go back first."    

    

"En, let's go back! Seeing that all of you have lost a lot of weight, you have to take good care of yourselves." Old Madam Mu patted Ning Qianyu's hand and replied.    

    

We will. " Ning Qianyu nodded and pushed Mu Shengchen to leave.    

    

At this moment, Weng Bisa's voice came over, "Your father really has a good son! He is already like this but you left so quickly!" Weng Bisa's words were full of sarcasm.    

    

Mu Shengchen's eyes turned cold. "Isn't it enough to have you with him?"    

    

"You..." Weng Bisa was almost angered to the point of vomiting blood by Mu Shengchen's words.    

    

She fiercely stared at Ning Qianyu's back as she pushed Mu Shengchen away. She really wanted to eat them.    

    

After coming out of the hospital, Mu Shengchen could not hold on anymore and leaned against the wheelchair, panting.    

    

The wound had just healed not long ago and had come out for so long. His body really could not bear it.    

    

Just now, in front of Weng Bisa and the others, he had been forcefully holding on.    

    

"Are you alright?" Ning Qianyu asked worriedly.    

    

"I'm fine..." Mu Shengchen shook his head.    

    

Ye Xi, who was waiting at the hospital entrance, immediately helped Ning Qianyu carry Mu Shengchen into the car and drove back to the apartment.    

    

After returning to the apartment, Ning Qianyu and Ye Xi immediately moved Mu Shengchen from the wheelchair to the bed.    

    

When they returned to the apartment, the doctor checked for Mu Shengchen and found that there was no problem.    

    

Mu Shengchen had just finished such a big operation. His wound had just healed and he had been forced to sit in the wheelchair for so long, which was why he could not support his lower waist.    

    

They needed to massage the acupuncture points and muscles below his waist more, and he needed more exercise.    

    

Mu Shengchen's mysophobia hated people getting close to him. Ye Xi was busy with work, so these two tasks fell on Ning Qianyu.    

    

After Mu Shengchen laid flat on the bed, Ning Qianyu sat cross-legged beside him. Her eyes fell on Mu Shengchen's back covered with a towel.    

    

She looked at his smooth shoulders and neck, his beautiful back...    

    

Ning Qianyu took a deep breath and reached out to remove the towel.    

    

Suddenly, Mu Shengchen reached over and held her hand. "Let Ye Xi help me when he comes back."    

    

"Let me do it. I learned how to massage." Ning Qianyu pulled Mu Shengchen's hand away and slowly removed the towel.    

    

His bare back was exposed. There were countless scars on his back. It looked a little scary.    

    

Ning Qianyu's fingertips could not help but fall on Mu Shengchen's back. She carefully stroked him.    

    

This was the injury he suffered when he saved her. Even after such a long time, the scar was still so scary. Her tears dripped down.    

    

Feeling Ning Qianyu's finger on his back, Mu Shengchen's body trembled. Then he turned his head and saw Ning Qianyu crying.    

    

"Didn't you say you would massage me? Why are you crying?" Mu Shengchen tried to soften his voice.    

    

Ning Qianyu nervously wiped the tears on her face when she heard Mu Shengchen's words. "Sorry, I forgot."    

    

Mu Shengchen opened his mouth and turned his face away.    

    

After Ning Qianyu dried her tears, she used the index finger hook and thumb pressure technique to start massaging Mu Shengchen.    

    

She started pressing down slowly from the back of his waist. Ning Qianyu was completely focused and very seriously pressed the acupuncture points on Mu Shengchen's back and thigh.    

    

Feeling the soft fingers on the back of his waist, Mu Shengchen closed his eyes in comfort. His back and thighs, which were originally in great pain, became relaxed under Ning Qianyu's massage. He fell asleep comfortably...    

    

During dinner time, Mu Shengchen requested to go to the restaurant to eat. Ye Xi and Ning Qianyu could only help him sit in a wheelchair.    

    

For today's dinner, other than the medicinal porridge Mu Shengchen ate that Ning Qianyu specially cooked, the rest were brought back by Ye Xi from outside.    

    

There was osmanthus fish soup, sweet and sour pork spine, rose shrimp balls, and vegetables.    

    

Ning Qianyu first scooped up a bowl of soup and passed it to Mu Shengchen, "Drink the soup first, and then take the medicinal porridge."    

    

Mu Shengchen frowned and took it, but he did not plan to drink it.    

    

"What's wrong?" Ning Qianyu raised her eyebrows and asked.    

    

Mu Shengchen's eyes fell on her. "Are you not going to drink?"    

    

"I want to drink!" Ning Qianyu smiled and took half a bowl of soup. Then she lowered her head and took a sip.    

    

The fish soup had just reached her mouth when the fishy smell assaulted her nose. Almost in the next second, Ning Qianyu felt her throat churning.    

    

She covered her mouth, then got up and hurriedly ran to the washroom. A world-shaking sound of vomiting came from the washroom.    

    

"Qianyu, what's wrong?" Mu Shengchen got up without thinking. He stood up for a few seconds and fell down. His hands immediately supported the table. His body trembled and almost fell to the ground.    

    

Ye Xi quickly held him up. "Young Master Chen, sit down."    

    

"Ye Xi, push me to see her." Mu Shengchen signaled Ye Xi to push him to the bathroom.    

    

Once he entered, he saw Ning Qianyu lying on the sink with a pale face, retching non-stop.    

    

Seeing Ye Xi push Mu Shengchen in, Ning Qianyu immediately turned on the tap and washed the vomit clean.    

    

"Why are you here?"    

    

Mu Shengchen's eyes fell on Ning Qianyu's pale face. "What happened to you?"    

    

"I'm fine." Ning Qianyu pretended to be relaxed.    

    

It was not that she did not want to tell Mu Shengchen about her pregnancy. She did not have the chance to tell Mu Shengchen about it before, but now was not the best time to tell him.