Wealthy family pet: refusing to marry a black-bellied president

Chapter 197
This happened a few days ago, when she always thought it was because she didn't sleep well.

After taking a good rest for a while, the symptoms disappeared again, but now, it came again...

Su Rou frowned. Is it really something wrong with her body?

Thinking of this, Su Rou felt a chill in her heart.

She has never thought about what to do if something goes wrong with her body, but now it seems that she can't bear to think about it.

Su Rou sat on the seat for a while before regaining her strength, and blood gradually turned to her pale face.She was wondering if she should go to the hospital to check her body...

……

After Han Muqing separated from Su Rou, he drove directly to find Feng Weiwei.

At this time, she should be in the hospital!

On the way there, Han Muqing couldn't wait to call Feng Weiwei.

The other end of the phone waited for a long time before being connected: "Hello?"

There was a slight hesitation in Feng Weiwei's voice, and she tentatively spoke, as if wondering, is it really Han Muqing who called?
"Weiwei, it's me." Han Muqing swallowed, although everything in front of him was shaking, but he still held the steering wheel tightly with one hand, and rushed to the hospital where Feng Weiwei was, "I want to see you, we will see you Let's go."

"Ah?" Feng Weiwei was stunned for a moment, "But I'm at work..."

"I'm already on my way here, I'll be here soon!" Han Muqing interrupted her directly, "I've thought about the things before, it's my fault, I didn't give you enough sense of security, that's why Let you break up with me, I'm sorry..."

Hearing this, Feng Weiwei finally felt that something was wrong with Han Muqing.

"What's wrong with you? Why doesn't the voice sound right? Have you been drinking?"

Feng Weiwei still remembered the scene when Han Muqing was drunk last time. Although it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him on the surface, in fact, his mind was already in a mess.

"Drink a little..." Han Muqing hesitated for a moment, but told the truth.

Feng Weiwei exploded immediately when she heard this: "You don't want to die! You're still driving after drinking!"

Han Muqing was stunned by the yelling: "Weiwei..."

"Shut up! Pull over for me right away, I'll come and find you!" Feng Weiwei said as she ran outside the hospital, her little face pale with fright.

The voice of the head nurse calling her came from behind, but Feng Weiwei ignored it.

Focus on the voice on the other end of the phone: "Have you stopped?!"

"But I'll be there in a while..." Han Muqing was still talking.

"Han Muqing!" Feng Weiwei yelled anxiously and angrily, tears rolling down from her eyes, "Stop!"

There are more and more car accidents due to drunk driving every month. Feng Weiwei works in the hospital, so naturally she has seen many people who have been involved in car accidents due to drunk driving.

This idiot Han Muqing didn't know how much he drank, but he drove to find her!

Han Muqing on the other end of the phone also heard Feng Weiwei's sobbing voice. After being stunned for a moment, he finally pulled over and stopped, looking at the destination hospital not far away.

"You go through the gate and turn left," he said.

Feng Weiwei didn't speak any more, just hung up the phone, and then ran towards the direction Han Muqing said.

Feng Weiwei had already told herself that she should not care about Han Muqing anymore.

Anyway, that man... didn't contact her, maybe he just wanted to break up with her...

But now, Han Muqing's phone call has messed up her heart so much.

Feng Weiwei ran all the way out of the hospital gate, then turned left.

About 5 minutes passed.

From the river, Han Muqing saw a petite figure in a nurse's uniform running over not far away. She was panting from crawling, her face was flushed red in the sun, and there were still many beads of sweat hanging on her face.

Han Muqing raised his hand and rubbed his temples, and then temporarily stabilized his dizzy mind.

He opened the door and got out of the car. Looking at Feng Weiwei, he couldn't help but smile.

But Feng Weiwei who ran up to Han Muqing suddenly raised her hand with red eyes and slapped Han Muqing hard on the face.

The sound of "pa" not only blinded Han Muqing, but even the passers-by around couldn't help casting their gazes over.

But this is just a drama about conflicts between lovers. After everyone understands it, they don’t watch anything anymore. This kind of drama is often seen on the street.

"Are you crazy?!" Feng Weiwei glared at Han Muqing angrily, she was speaking coldly, but tears were streaming from her eyes, "Are you dying!?"

When Han Muqing heard these words, he couldn't help laughing. Although Feng Weiwei's slap hurt a lot, but... he was very satisfied in his heart.

Originally, Feng Weiwei felt a little guilty when she saw the bright red five-fingerprint on Han Muqing's face, but when she saw that he was still smiling, she immediately became angry again: "Han Muqing, are you a fool?!"

Han Muqing smiled and took her hand.

Feng Weiwei shook his hand away, tears still flowing down uncontrollably.

Han Muqing was not discouraged either. He took a step forward and held the hand she had hit him just now, half distressed, half hoarsely saying: "It hurts..."

His words directly made Feng Weiwei burst into tears: "Are you stupid..."

"No." Han Muqing smiled, "I just want to see you."

He raised his hand to wipe her tears: "You are the one who beat someone, why are you crying..." He smiled helplessly.

"How do I know!" Feng Weiwei couldn't stop the tears in her eyes, she glared at Han Muqing angrily, "Do you think everyone is as desperate as you?!"

The smell of alcohol on Han Muqing's body was very strong, which means he had drunk a lot.

But he still drove to the hospital recklessly, did he think he lived too long?
"Get in the car."

Han Muqing finally realized that it was uncomfortable to be watched by people around him, so he dragged Feng Weiwei into the car.

Feng Weiwei struggled a few times, but finally got into the car.

Han Muqing must be having a hard time these days, otherwise how could he come out like this who always pays attention to his image.

But for some reason, when Feng Weiwei saw Han Muqing like this, she felt extremely kind.

Probably because he is finally no longer a high-ranking person...

It's the same as her, an ordinary person.

Han Muqing was drunk, so he couldn't drive, so Feng Weiwei drove.

They went to a hotel, and as soon as they entered the door of the hotel room, Han Muqing hugged Feng Weiwei and walked towards the bed.

Feng Weiwei was a little flustered, since they had been dating Han Muqing for so long, neither of them had crossed the line.

Could it be that Han Muqing planned to be here today?
Just when Feng Weiwei was trembling nervously, Han Muqing just hugged her to the bed, just hugging her like that, without doing anything.

Feng Weiwei was stunned for a while before realizing that the man lying next to her was already asleep?
She looked at Jun Lian, who was asleep with Han Muqing, and couldn't help laughing.

"What a fool..."

He must be very tired, his face looks tired, maybe he hasn't slept much for many days.

After hesitating for a while, Feng Weiwei still raised her hand, trying to free herself from Han Muqing's arms.

But as soon as she moved, she felt Han Muqing's arms tightened again.

She smiled helplessly.

He was still so vigilant in his sleep.

After Feng Weiwei sighed lightly, she slowly closed her eyes.

During this period of time, she hadn't had a good night's sleep, but now lying in Han Muqing's arms, she felt sleepy inexplicably.

Forget it, so be it.

……

It was already afternoon when Han Mu woke up. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the setting sun outside, which was a bit dazzling.

After closing his eyes, Han Muqing's consciousness began to slowly recover, and he felt his head hurt...

After taking a deep breath, Han Muqing slowly sat up from the bed.

It was only when he woke up that he realized that his clothes had been changed, and he was only wearing the bathrobe in the hotel room.

Han Muqing looked around, but couldn't find Feng Weiwei.

Where is Feng Weiwei from?
Is it gone?
Thinking of this, Han Muqing suddenly felt a sense of loss.

He also slowly remembered what happened before he fell asleep in his mind. He went to Feng Weiwei on impulse, but he didn't say a word of what he wanted to say, so Feng Weiwei left again.

After a long sigh, Han Muqing was about to get up from the bed when he suddenly heard the sound of the door closing outside.

Han Muqing was overjoyed and was about to get out of bed when the door of the room was opened again.

Feng Weiwei walked in with the bag in her hand, and she was slightly taken aback when she saw Han Muqing.

"You're awake." Feng Weiwei's tone was neither salty nor weak, and she couldn't hear any joy or anger.

But even so, Han Muqing couldn't help laughing: "Weiwei, you didn't leave."

He thought Feng Weiwei had left.

Feng Weiwei didn't say a word, but walked in slowly, threw the bag in her hand on the bed, and said lightly, "I sent your original clothes to the hotel for dry cleaning, so you can wear this one first."

"Okay." Han Muqing replied with a smile.

There was a faint joy on his face, and he looked like a child.

Feng Weiwei didn't say anything more, and walked out of the room with the remaining things.

"Where are you going?" Seeing that she was about to leave, Han Muqing suddenly stopped her.

There was panic in the voice.

This made Feng Weiwei's figure tremble, she didn't turn her head, she just pursed her lips: "Don't you want to change clothes, I'll go out and wait for you."

"Oh..." Han Muqing was stunned and replied.

Although he felt that Feng Weiwei's attitude was a bit cold, it was better than some time ago.

After Feng Weiwei went out, Han Muqing got up from the bed and changed into the clothes Feng Weiwei bought.

Outside, Feng Weiwei opened all the meals delivered by the hotel so that Han Muqing could come out to eat later.

After about 5 minutes, Han Muqing came out.

Feng Weiwei turned her head and took a look when she heard the voice.

Although the style of clothes is different from usual, in Feng Weiwei's opinion, this is the dress she can accept.

In the past, Han Muqing was the president of a company in a suit and leather shoes, and he had a resolute temperament about him.But Han Muqing in front of him was wearing ordinary men's clothes, although he couldn't get rid of his luxury, he was a little less superior than usual.

"You helped me shave." Han Muqing smiled, and slowly walked towards Feng Weiwei, "Thank you."

Feng Weiwei didn't speak.She just couldn't get used to Han Muqing's slovenly appearance, so she cleaned it while helping him change his clothes.

Han Muqing reached out and pulled Feng Weiwei into his arms.

Feng Weiwei subconsciously wanted to struggle.

"Don't move..." Han Muqing whispered in her ear, "Let me give you a hug..."

Feng Weiwei bit her lip and didn't move anymore, but her body was slightly stiff being held by him.

After a long time, Han Muqing sighed: "Weiwei, are we really unable to go back?"

(End of this chapter)