"Young Madam!"
The housekeeper was very worried and quickly walked to Su Wanyu's side and supported her.
"Are you okay, Madam?"
Although the housekeeper felt that Su Wanyu's behavior was a bit strange, he did not take it too seriously. What was more important at the moment was the young lady's health.
"No, nothing."
Su Wanyu's face was pale, with large beads of sweat on her forehead, and even her voice was trembling.
The housekeeper immediately shouted, "An ambulance, call an ambulance!"
A servant immediately came in to call the emergency number. Mrs. Zhang also hurried out and stayed by Su Wanyu's side like the housekeeper. She looked at her with worry in her eyes, "Young Madam!"
Su Wanyu forced herself to sit up, her voice weak but still firm: "I, I'm fine."
She couldn't help thinking about those things, but as soon as she thought about them, she couldn't help but get a headache.
Almost like it was going to explode.
The housekeeper and the others were still very worried, but Su Wanyu was stubborn and said she was fine. Even so, the housekeeper continued to watch carefully, and Mrs. Zhang brought up hot water.
Su Wanyu took a sip carefully and felt a lot more comfortable.
She tried not to think about what had just happened.
This relieved the headache a little, but her cheeks were still pale and there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead. Mrs. Zhang was careful and took a handkerchief to gently wipe the sweat off Su Wanyu.
"Young Madam, you are pregnant now and your body is weak. If you feel any discomfort, you must tell me immediately." Mrs. Zhang is also a woman, so it is easier for her to say these words.
Mrs. Zhang has been staying here since Song Jihuai moved out. She is considered a veteran of the Song family. To be presumptuous, she treats the well-behaved Su Wanyu as a junior from the bottom of her heart.
That's why I say such things.
"I know."
Su Wanyu nodded slightly and tried to smile at Mrs. Zhang, "Thank you, Mrs. Zhang."
Mrs. Zhang smiled, but the worry in her eyes was still obvious.
It was still very useful to have Mrs. Zhang and the housekeeper by her side. However, Su Wanyu still said to them: "Grandpa Housekeeper, Mrs. Zhang, I just thought about something, so I have a headache."
As she spoke, she looked at the expressions on their faces, "So, I think it's better not to tell my husband about this."
The housekeeper and Mrs. Zhang looked at each other and understood what Su Wanyu meant.
Su Wanyu said again, "I'm really fine, and I don't want to worry my husband." After she said this, the housekeeper and Mrs. Zhang could only nod and say, "Don't worry, Madam."
The two men quickly retreated.
Su Wanyu held the cup of water tightly in her hand, took another sip, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Some things...
She didn't want to, and even didn't dare to, let her husband know.
She then took out her phone, thought about it, and chose to delete the two messages! She and her husband didn't have the habit of deliberately looking at each other's phones, but they also didn't avoid it deliberately.
She thought about it and locked her phone again.
She was worried about how to explain it if that number sent some strange text messages when her husband was at home.
Just as she finished all this, she heard the butler's voice coming from the door, "The young master is back."
My husband is back?!
Su Wanyu's first reaction was panic.
She immediately put her phone away, even covering it with a pillow, and then looked towards the door. Song Jihuai had already walked in and happened to see this scene.
"Be good."
His voice was doting as he walked in with big strides.
Su Wanyu raised her eyes and smiled brightly at her husband, "Husband, you're back."
"Um."
Song Jihuai had already walked to Su Wanyu's side and looked down at her, although Su Wanyu had covered herself well at the moment and nothing could be seen.
But Song Jihuai still saw clues from those clues.
He looked at Su Wanyu's pale face, frowned slightly, and sat next to the little girl. Even his voice became a little more nervous, "My dear, are you feeling unwell?"
Song Jihuai is so perceptive.
Su Wanyu's expression looked a little unnatural.
But she quickly smiled and said, "No, I'm fine, husband, don't think too much."
Song Jihuai was still worried, but seeing the expression on Su Wanyu's face, he didn't ask any more questions. He just took her into his arms and said, "I'm glad you're okay."
Su Wanyu leaned in Song Jihuai's arms, her slightly lowered eyes flashing.
"I heard that Yang Meng just came?"
Song Jihuai asked softly as he carried Su Wanyu upstairs.
"Um."
Su Wanyu nodded and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
If her husband kept asking about her situation, she wouldn't know what to say. Now that Song Jihuai had just lightly let it go, she felt relieved.
Therefore, Su Wanyu took the initiative to say: "Mr. Yang also heard about Xiao Yeye and Secretary Wu's affairs, so he came to care about them."
"kindness."
Song Jihuai nodded.
Su Wanyu didn't say anything else. After all, Yang Meng didn't stay long, so there was really nothing to talk about.
The two went upstairs.
Although Song Jihuai did not expose Su Wanyu, he knew in his heart that the little girl was feeling unwell, so he kept holding her.
He put her on the bed and filled the bathtub with hot water.
Su Wanyu had just been carried in when her eyes fell on Song Jihuai, "Husband..."
She stammered, her cheeks flushed!
Although the two of them now have children, Su Wanyu is still not used to bathing with her husband. Song Jihuai originally wanted to leave, but when he was looked at like that, he began to want to tease her.
He took a step forward and put his arm around Su Wanyu's waist, "Dear, why don't you come together?"
What kind of lewd words are these?!
Su Wanyu's cheeks flushed red, and her soft little hands kept pushing Song Jihuai's body, saying as she pushed: "Husband, you, you, you, get out!"
She doesn't want it.
Song Jihuai laughed, seeing that the little girl was getting angry out of embarrassment. He knew that if he stayed any longer, Guaiguai would really get angry, so he kissed her forehead lovingly, "Okay, okay, I'll go out."
He said, exiting the bathroom.
Su Wanyu watched Song Jihuai leave the bathroom, then she breathed a sigh of relief and began to take off her clothes to prepare for a bath.
Song Jihuai left the bathroom, and his smiling face suddenly turned gloomy.
He strode downstairs, "Uncle Ji."
He shouted.
The butler came over quickly, feeling uneasy, "Master."
Song Jihuai frowned slightly, "What happened to Wanwan today?"
this?
The butler hesitated, not knowing whether he should say it or not.
"Um?"
Song Jihuai frowned and glanced at the housekeeper.
"Why? You can't tell me?"
The housekeeper immediately said, "I don't know what happened just now, but the young lady suddenly cried out in pain. Xiao Zhang and I wanted to call an ambulance, but the young lady refused."
After a pause, he continued, "Master, the young lady said that this cannot be told to you."
He didn't mean to keep it a secret; it was the young lady's order.
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