The lawyer is not guilty of pampering his wife

Chapter 159 Cream Cake
"What's wrong, if you don't rest, our child will rest!" Without waiting for Su Yue to stop him again, Ning Ruichen picked up Su Yue and walked towards the second floor.

It's not that he deliberately showed off, but in Ning Ruichen's heart, why should he care about other people's opinions when he spoils his wife?

Such a direct show of affection, who was originally whispering about the Shen family's affairs, instantly shifted his gaze to Ning Ruichen, and just watched the two leave in a high-profile way.

Of course, there are also jealous people who keep thinking that this is grandstanding.

However, Ning Ruichen naturally doesn't care, his woman, he can be hurt as much as he likes!
"Does it hurt?" In the lounge specially prepared by the Shen family for guests, Ning Ruichen held Su Yue's foot with one hand, and applied the ointment that Shen Feng found for her with the other hand.

Looking at the red feet with many blisters, Ning Ruichen was naturally distressed to death.

It's no wonder that this girl didn't have blisters on her feet when she ran around the streets with him in high heels!

"It doesn't hurt, it's so itchy." Su Yue chuckled, her round fingertips rubbed against the soles of her feet constantly, and since she was ticklish since she was a child, her little feet unconsciously wanted to withdraw from the big palm .

"Don't move around!" Ning Ruichen whispered, holding Su Yue's ankle, lowering his head and rubbing it carefully.

Su Yue looked at Ning Ruichen's careful expression, and suddenly thought of something, looked at the man with great interest and asked, "I heard people say that if you catch a cold, you should put your feet on other people's stomachs and cover them for 24 hours. If you have a cold, you will do the same, right?"

"I heard from others? Is it for reading novels?" Ning Ruichen said without raising his head.

"No, it was Xu Han who told me." Su Yue looked at Ning Ruichen seriously, and asked persistently, "You will do this, right?"

"Xiaoyue, tell me, who else in this world is like you who wants to catch a cold?" Ning Ruichen patted the back of Su Yue's feet lightly, "Okay, stop thinking about it and take a good rest."

"No, tell me the answer." Su Yue poked the man's chest with her foot, "You will definitely do this, right?"

Ning Ruichen laughed inwardly, but still had a serious expression on his face, "Xiaoyue, for the sake of your injured foot, I have to remind you that you are setting yourself on fire."

Su Yue glanced at Ning Ruichen dissatisfied, but obediently took back those white little feet.

Seeing Su Yue's angry look, Ning Ruichen was about to make trouble with her again, but at this moment the phone vibrated.

"Brother, where are you, grandpa... fainted again!"

In the hospital, Ning Hexuan was lying on the hospital bed, his face was pale, and the exhaustion of an ordinary old man appeared at this moment.

"Grandpa's days are really numbered." Ning Wanqiu looked at Ning Hexuan lying inside through the glass window, "Brother, I understand that you don't want to take over the Ning family, but you really don't plan to do it while he is still here." time, forgive him?"

Ning Ruichen pursed his lips, looked at the old man on the hospital bed, and said nothing.

In the ward, only the ticking sound of the test tube could be heard in silence. Ning Hexuan, who had entered an octogenarian age, was like a blank sheet of paper. Any slight illness could easily take him out of this world.

Everyone cannot avoid death while alive, and what we can do is to let our relatives leave without regret.

And Ning Hexuan's regret couldn't be more obvious.

Dark eyes rolled with dark emotions, and memories just rolled in like this.

In the beginning, he was taciturn. It was because of the news of his parents' plane crash. At that time, Ning Hexuan took him and Ning Wanqiu back and tried his best to make him happy, but he burned all the roses that Ning Hexuan planted. .

"You are not qualified to plant." That's what he said at the time.

Roses are his mother's favorite flower.

Ning Hexuan walked away silently without saying anything, the sadness in his eyes was well hidden by him, and he also fled here with hatred for Ning Hexuan.

But such a wonderful thing as blood relationship is unreasonable and undeniable. Seeing Ning Hexuan lying on the hospital bed at this moment, he felt as if there was something in his heart that was about to be lost, but he couldn't hold it.

A hand suddenly grasped his originally empty palm, Ning Ruichen turned his head, and met those deep eyes.

Su Yue saw his loneliness at this time more than anyone else, and felt distressed.

However, in this regard, she can't help him. Hatred for a person doesn't mean that she can let go of her hatred. Ning Ruichen himself.

All she could do was to stay by his side and accompany him all the time.

Ning Qianru hurried over and asked Ning Wanqiu anxiously, "What's wrong with Dad?"

Ning Wanqiu regained her expressionless expression, "I accidentally fell from upstairs, my psoas muscle was damaged, and my left ankle was injured."

"How did you fall down?"

Ning Wanqiu sneered, "Auntie, what you said is that Grandpa was injured, it seems that we deliberately arranged it. By the way, if it is said that life is unpredictable, Auntie should be an ideal suspect, right?"

Ning Qianru said angrily: "I am Dad's daughter, how could I harm her! Ning Wanqiu, who taught you to frame your elders like this?"

"Water thrown out by a married daughter, aunt, you are now a member of the Song family, don't you often say that you want to fight for the welfare of your precious son Song Shaohui?" Ning Wanqiu spoke slowly, but what she said was enough. Choked Ning Qianru to death.

Whenever Ning Qianru is in front of other merchants, she will always mention Song Shaohui vaguely, and declare that Song Shaohui is the heir of the Ning Group. Almost everyone knows what Ning Wanqiu is thinking.

But Ning Qianru's suspicion seems reasonable even to outsiders.

"Ning Wanqiu, you..." Ning Qianru glared at Ning Wanqiu bitterly, but she was forced to be speechless.

Ning Wanqiu fiddled with her big curly hair casually, and innocently blinked her big eyes, "Auntie, what's wrong with me?"

In a bar, if you don't have this bit of lip service, how can you get along?
In terms of being more pungent than venomous than talking, Ning Wanqiu, who has the dual identities of Miss Ning and bar proprietress, is definitely number one.

The noise between the two became louder and louder. Even if the doctor wanted to stop it, no one dared to intervene at this moment due to their identities.

After a pause, Ning Ruichen, who had been silent all this time, took a deep look into the ward, then turned around and strode away.

At this time, no one noticed that in the inconspicuous part of the corridor of the hospital, a figure looked towards this direction. After a long time, it disappeared at the end of the corridor.

This year's autumn seems to be particularly cold, the cold wind is blowing, and I can't wait to blow it into people's bones through thin clothes. Pedestrians step on their feet.

(End of this chapter)