Chapter 182 How is Weiwei?

Chu Huaijin nodded, and said to Yan Yiren on the other end of the phone, "You sleep, I'll hang up."

Yan Yiren grabbed her phone, she heard Weiwei's voice just now...

tell a story?
Chu Huaijin told Weiwei a story...

Do you want to be so exciting.

He never told her about it.

No, that's not the point. The point is that Weiwei also lives in Chu Garden, and Chu Huaijin dotes on her quite a lot.

Even when she had the audacity to slap Chu Huaijin in the past, Weiwei exonerated her with a single sentence.

Although Chu Huaijin let the wolf dogs chase after her without taste, she is still very lucky compared to the one who lacks arms and legs!
Miss Weiwei, Miss Weiwei...

What is the relationship between Weiwei and Chu Huaijin?
The two don't look alike.

"Aww, I'm so annoying!" Yan Yiren threw herself on the bed, thumping her limbs feebly a few times.

After lying on the corpse for less than 5 minutes, she sat up straight and muttered, "No way! In the middle of the night, the lonely man and the widow are in the same room, so I can't justify it. I... I'd better go check the post."

With Ji Hanjiang's scumbag in front of him, the people of Yanyi value loyalty more than anyone else.

Even if it's a contract marriage, she doesn't want to have a green grassland on her head.

"Good uncle, good uncle?"

Yan Yiren changed her clothes and started to rush downstairs in a whirlwind.

Sang Liang had already fallen asleep, and when he heard the movement, he got up immediately, "Young Madam, what happened?"

Yan Yiren wiped off the hot sweat from his forehead in a leisurely manner, "It's nothing, help me prepare the car, I'm going back to Chu Garden."

"Now?" Sang Liang glanced at the time.

It's 12:30, back to Chu Garden at this point?

"Yes, you heard it right. It's now, hurry up." Yan Yiren's calm camouflage mask was broken, and she looked anxious.

From the villa in the eastern suburbs back to Chu Garden, the fastest drive takes an hour.

During this hour, Yan Yiren experienced a process of inner torment of self-denial and self-affirmation.

Now that she ran back to Chu Garden, would it appear that she cared too much about him?
The current behavior is like a wife who is alone in the empty boudoir, unable to sleep in the middle of the night, and ran to arrest the daughter-in-law.

After struggling all the way, he returned to Chu Garden.

The bodyguard sent her to the East Road where Chu Huaijin lived. When she got out of the car, a servant came up to her, "Young Madam."

"Is the young master there?"

The servant said, "The young master is in the south building."

Yan Yiren bent over the car again and urged the bodyguards, "Go to the South Tower, go to the South Tower."

At this point, it's still in the south building...

South Tower.

Both Chen Ce and the family doctor were sitting on the sofa in the hall, dozing off from sleepiness and still guarding.

Hearing the movement, Chen Ce opened his eyes, surprised: "Young Madam, why are you here?"

The moment she saw the doctor, Yan Yiren guessed that Weiwei was probably sick, so she asked, "How is Weiwei?"

"The high fever has temporarily subsided."

Nodded, "I'll go upstairs to see her."

Going up to the second floor, from the decoration to all the furnishings, it can be seen that the people who live here are very girlish.

Gently pushing open the bedroom door, the two dizzy yellow wall lamps were still on, on the pink princess bed, Weiwei was sleeping peacefully.

She was still holding Chu Huaijin's hand in one hand, and he fell asleep lying on the bedside.

How does it feel to see your husband standing beside a woman's bed in the middle of the night?
angry!

But, that woman, no, the one who can only be called a girl is Weiwei, Yan Yiren couldn't get angry.

Vivi has mental problems and is kind-hearted by nature, and she can't get angry with her.

"Master, wake up, master." Yan Yiren lowered her voice and patted Chu Huaijin lightly.

(End of this chapter)

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