Mommy Is Waging A Rebellion

Ruan Mizheng quickly went back and helped him with a coat. Chiang Ann was still a little hesitant.    

    

He had been Shaang Weiyuan's special assistant for nearly ten years.    

    

Shaang Weiyuan was sick and injured. He was not much more worried than Ruan Mizheng.    

    

Shaang Weiyuan said lightly, "You have worked hard these days. I will give you three days off. Go back."    

    

Chiang Ann finally nodded. "Okay. I will send other people to protect you."    

    

Shaang Weiyuan nodded.    

    

Ruan Mizheng helped him into the house and said, "Chiang Ann has been following you for many years. He has no merit but also hard work. When he marries Miaomiao, he must do it well."    

    

Shaang Weiyuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Why are you so worried about other people's marriage? What about me?"    

    

Ruan Mizheng said, "How are you? Three years ago, you said you would hold a wedding with me when you came back. What about now? Not only did you lose your memory, you also have a fiancee. "    

    

Ruan Mizheng got angry when she mentioned this. She sat on the bed and did not want to talk to him.    

    

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt.    

    

Shaang Weiyuan hugged her from behind and promised, "I promise you. When these things are settled, I will definitely give you a unique wedding in the world, alright?"    

    

Ruan Mizheng En.    

    

Shaang Weiyuan kissed her little ear and then bit it.    

    

Ruan Mizheng trembled all over and dodged with a smile, "It's itchy to death!"    

    

Shaang Weiyuan also laughed, revealing a few white teeth, looking very much like the big boy next door.    

    

Ruan Mizheng yawned, "I'm tired."    

    

Shaang Weiyuan hugged her and laid on the bed, "Then sleep."    

    

"Yes!" Ruan Mizheng hugged him but could not sleep no matter what.    

    

She touched his Adam's apple. "Shaang Weiyuan?"    

    

"I'm here.." He did not sleep either.    

    

"Why did you find me so late?" Ruan Mizheng began to settle the score with grievance.    

    

Shaang Weiyuan hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry."    

    

"I don't blame you." Ruan Mizheng pursed her lips and sniffled. "I just... really miss you."    

    

"The kind that I really miss."    

    

Shaang Weiyuan's voice became colder. "Where did Ye Nanjing touch you?"    

    

Whenever he thought about Ye Nanjing occupying his woman, he wanted to kill her.    

    

Ruan Mizheng said, "He kidnapped me and brought me to his home. He changed my clothes while I was unconscious."    

    

In an instant, Ruan Mizheng felt that the person lying beside her was not a human, and it was a refrigerator.    

    

She quickly said, "But he didn't touch me. Nothing happened to us."    

    

Shaang Weiyuan's cold voice sounded word by word, "He touched you."    

    

Before Ruan Mizheng could react, Shaang Weiyuan flipped over and pressed her down, "I want to make it up to him."    

    

... "" Make it up to her.    

    

A patient like him shouldn't be too powerful, right?    

    

Ruan Mizheng thought as she lied to herself.    

    

But reality proved that the patient was indeed very strong.    

    

When Ruan Mizheng woke up the next day, her entire body was aching as if it was going to break apart.    

    

She turned over on the bed and subconsciously went into the man's arms.    

    

It was so warm.    

    

Ruan Mizheng was enjoying this hard-won happiness when she suddenly felt that the man beside her was not right.    

    

Something was very wrong.    

    

That temperature could burn people to death.    

    

Ruan Mizheng suddenly sat up and found that Shaang Weiyuan was motionless with his eyes closed, as if he had fainted.    

    

"Shaang Weiyuan?" Ruan Mizheng shook him.    

    

She found that Shaang Weiyuan did not respond.    

    

Ruan Mizheng was so scared that she hurriedly pressed the call bell. The doctor came over to check, and the result was still the same as yesterday.    

    

Because of the infection, he had a fever.    

    

The nurse came over to receive an infusion and left.    

    

As long as Shaang Weiyuan did not wake up, Ruan Mizheng would always be afraid.    

    

Didn't he finish the infusion last night? Why did he still have a fever today?    

    

And it was even hotter than last night.    

    

Was this really just a simple wound infection?    

    

Ruan Mizheng had a lot of questions in her heart. At this moment, a phone rang.    

    

Ruan Mizheng looked around. It was Shaang Weiyuan's phone.    

    

The caller ID showed that it was Qiao Ai.    

    

When she saw the two words, she put the phone aside in annoyance and turned off the mute.    

    

She would not answer.    

    

First of all, she did not want to talk to Qiao Ai on the phone because the two of them had already shed all pretenses of cordiality the last time they chatted.    

    

Secondly, if she answered, wouldn't that mean that she would let Qiao Ai know that she was in contact with Shaang Weiyuan?    

    

Then, she would have some doubts about Shaang Weiyuan. At that time, the people of Qiao family would definitely not let them go.    

    

After the phone rang once and no one answered, Qiao Ai continued to call five or six times. She was very persistent.    

    

Ruan Mizheng just did not answer.    

    

She touched Shaang Weiyuan's forehead. After it was no longer hot, she relaxed and went to wash up.    

    

After washing up, she saw Shaang Weiyuan pulling out the infusion needle by himself. His tall body was swaying as he walked towards her.    

    

He hugged Ruan Mizheng tightly.    

    

"I thought you left."    

    

Shaang Weiyuan closed his eyes and felt the fragrance of the woman in his arms. He pursed his lips.    

    

He was like a child who could not find his home.    

    

Ruan Mizheng let go of him and held his hand. She pressed the bleeding needle on his hand with an infusion and said, "You are not allowed to pull it out yourself in the future, do you hear me?"    

    

Shaang Weiyuan hummed and was very obedient.    

    

Ruan Mizheng said, "Qiao Ai called you."    

    

Shaang Weiyuan said, "Don't answer."    

    

"I'm not picking up." Ruan Mizheng lowered her head and snorted a few times. "I won't take it!"    

    

Shaang Weiyuan laughed and moved closer to her. "Are you jealous?"    

    

"I am not jealous!" Ruan Mizheng just did not admit it.    

    

Shaang Weiyuan did not expose her and only said lightly, "Okay, you are not jealous, not jealous."    

    

Ruan Mizheng asked, "Do you want to have breakfast?"    

    

"I want to eat." Shaang Weiyuan approached her and said in a low and ambiguous voice, "But you are more delicious than breakfast."    

    

Ruan Mizheng blushed and pushed him, "Don't be like this... You just asked for it last night..."    

    

"Not enough."    

    

"Aiya, I feel uncomfortable!"    

    

Shaang Weiyuan glanced at her worriedly. "Why do you feel uncomfortable?"    

    

"I was... tortured by you."    

    

Shaang Weiyuan thought she was sick. He held her in his arms and said, "After we finish the wedding, can you give birth to a daughter for me?"    

    

Ruan Mizheng's first reaction was that she had already told him that her chances of getting pregnant were low to the point that she could not get pregnant again.    

    

But she reacted. He had lost his memory. He did not know.    

    

A trace of sadness flashed across Ruan Mizheng's eyes. She tried her best to smile and said, "Okay."    

    

She could not bear to see through his beauty.    

    

At this moment, Shaang Weiyuan's phone rang again.    

    

It was Qiao Ai again. Ruan Mizheng's face instantly turned cold.    

    

Shaang Weiyuan kissed her, "I'll take the call."    

    

"Hello, what is it?"    

    

Qiao Ai, who was on the other end of the phone, quickly asked, "Weiyuan, where have you been? Why didn't you pick up my call after such a long time?"    

    

Shaang Weiyuan said coldly, "I'm very busy at work, and I don't have time. What is the matter?"    

    

Qiao Ai narrowed her eyes dangerously. "Work? Weiyuan, are you sure you are working?"