C151 It Has Nothing to Do with You
C151 It Has Nothing to Do with You
He was really tired of living!
Ruan Mizheng told him everything that happened during the day in detail.
Shaang Weiyuan's eyes were somewhat stunned. He then hesitantly touched her head and used his hand to probe her forehead.
Ruan Mizheng was amused by his actions.
"What are you doing?"
Shaang Weiyuan frowned. "Let me see if you have a fever."
Ruan Mizheng was speechless."
"Actually, I don't want to fight, but they are all saying that I copied Li Siyu's work. I couldn't hold it in for a moment..."
The further Ruan Mizheng went, the lower her voice became.
Ruan Mizheng had always had a good temper, but there was one thing that no one could say that she plagiarized and desecrated her respect for designing.
She really could not hold it in anymore. Perhaps it was because Tian Miaomiao was by her side that they started fighting.
Shaang Weiyuan suddenly rushed into his embrace and grabbed the back of her head to give her a French kiss.
Ruan Mizheng's head was dizzy. She pushed him and quickly looked out the window. She said in a low voice, "What are you doing? There are still people outside. What if someone sees us?"
Shaang Weiyuan continued to kiss her and disapproved, "You are my wife. They will just look and nothing will happen."
After he said that, he bit her with punishment.
Damn it, he was her husband. Why did he always say it as if they did not have a proper relationship?
Ruan Mizheng stared at the man's thick eyelashes, white skin, and clear pores.
The questions in her heart surged up again.
This man...
Had he ever had another woman?
For example, his ex-girlfriend, or his crush.
The more Ruan Mizheng thought about it, the uglier she looked. She felt terrible in her heart.
Even she did not know why she felt so uncomfortable.
She pushed him away and lowered her head, "Go home."
Shaang Weiyuan looked at her look of disinterest and felt irritated in his heart.
He silently started the engine and the car slowly left the Global Building.
Inside the villa.
The little milk bag was picking up clothes for Mrs Zhang to see.
"This one looks good!"
The little milk bag was holding a suit and sticking it to her body to let her see.
Mrs Zhang liked the little milk bag very much. She nodded repeatedly, "It looks good, it looks really good!"
The young master was indeed like Shaang Weiyuan. At such a young age, he was already very handsome and outstanding.
Even the temperament on his body was the same as Shaang Weiyuan's.
"Then this and that!" Little Milk Pouch picked up a milky-white short-sleeved shirt.
Mrs Zhang nodded. "It looks good. Whatever Young Master wears, it will look good."
When Ruan Mizheng entered the house, she saw that the little milk bag was holding clothes and trying them on.
"Son, where are you going?"
"Mommy!" The baby's eyes lit up. She immediately pounced forward and said, "Mmm, Grandmother called me and said that she misses me. She wants me to go to the hospital to see her too."
Ruan Mizheng subconsciously looked at the man beside her.
Shaang Weiyuan was expressionless and his emotions could not be seen. He lightly nodded.
Obviously, he was agreeing.
Ruan Mizheng did not have a good impression of the old lady. After all, the first time the old lady saw her, she scolded her and said things like she was not good enough for Shaang Weiyuan.
Although Ruan Mizheng was usually easy to talk to, she was actually also very vengeful.
At this moment, her waist suddenly tightened. She looked up and saw Shaang Weiyuan looking at her.
With his pitch-black and sparkling eyes, he said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid. I'm here."
These words were simply a good medicine.
Ruan Mizheng bit her lips, "But... Shaang Weiyuan, you know me, I am very worried..."
Shaang Weiyuan pressed her into his embrace, "Be good, I did this for the sake of my son."
Ruan Mizheng looked up at him, puzzled, "For the sake of my son?"
She suddenly remembered what the old lady had said at the family gathering that Sheng Yuexuan would be the next heir in the future.
That meant that in her heart, she had already admitted that Sheng Yuexuan was a businessman.
So, her son would be the successor of the business family in the future?
Then what Shaang Weiyuan meant was to let the little milk bag get closer to the old lady. Anyway, the old lady would not live long. Maybe she would give the authority card to the little milk bag very soon?
That should be the meaning.
Ruan Mizheng acknowledged, but she could not feel happy in her heart.
She did not want these.
She only hoped that her son could grow up safely and happily.
That was enough. What power and status did not matter at all whether he lived or died.
The little milk bag finally wore a red Ultraman short-sleeved shirt and a pair of black trousers.
Ruan Mizheng was afraid that he would catch a cold and deliberately did not let him wear shorts. The weather recently was very unusual and there was a lot of dew at night.
In the hospital.
The old mistress stayed in the VIP high-class ward.
Shaang Weiyuan pushed the door open and entered. Ruan Mizheng followed him in with her little milk bag.
There was a strong smell of medicine and disinfectant in the room. It was pungent.
The old mistress was sitting on the bed, breathing in oxygen and wearing an old reading glasses. She was looking down at the book in her hand.
When she heard the sound, she looked up. When she saw Shaang Weiyuan's face, she did not show much of an expression.
"Great-Grandmother!"
The young and tender voice of the baby was heard. The old mistress's eyes lit up.
"Oh my, our Xuan is here!"
She quickly put down the book and lifted the blanket to welcome him.
The baby quickly walked over and grinned. "Grandma, don't move. The baby is here! Did you miss me? "
"Yes!" The madame nodded heavily and caressed his head lovingly." Oh my, we haven't seen each other for a while, Xuan seems to have grown taller again! "
"That's right!" The baby raised her head proudly. "Because daddy is very tall, baby will also be as tall as daddy."
The madame looked up at Shaang Weiyuan.
Shaang Weiyuan hugged Ruan Mizheng and sat on the sofa. He did not want to talk to her at all.
"Grandma, why didn't I see me pinching her?" The little milk bag's black eyes looked around but didn't see anything.
She pouted, somewhat disappointed.
Shaang Renfei actually did not come.
The last time the little milk wrapped her up, she still did not have a good time.
"Your grandaunt is a little busy, she can't come."
"What has our Xuan been doing recently?"
"Nothing much has happened recently, but the baby is going to kindergarten!" The baby said that she was going to school, and her eyes were sparkling.
The madame looked at Shaang Weiyuan and asked, "Have you found a good school for Xuan?"
Shaang Weiyuan did not even lift his head. He lazily hugged Ruan Mizheng and said faintly, "It has nothing to do with you."
He was about to die and still wanted to care about this and that. It was better to look at yourself first!
The old mistress's expression changed. She endured it and continued to patiently say, "Xuan must go to a closed school. This way, he can ensure his safety."
Upon hearing this, Shaang Weiyuan raised his eyes and sneered. "If all the merchants want him dead, which school can ensure his safety?"
Shaang Renfei could almost take Ruan Mizheng's life, but she could also take the life of a baby.
It was only a matter of time.