15 Save your pocket money!

After I came out, I felt that the air outside was so fresh, and even the disinfectant in the hospital smelled very good.

It was because I was almost out of breath in the ward just now. Although no one was pinching his throat, it felt almost the same.

Wen Zihuan found a fruit shop near the hospital and bought a bunch of the most expensive grapes. Then, he looked at the little money left and silently shed tears.

This last bit of money was originally saved for use in case of emergency, but he didn't expect to spend it so quickly. Now he is really penniless.

And looking at the current situation, he feels that he won't be able to get pocket money even after three months.

Although Wen Zihuan was very reluctant, he could only take the grapes and go back to the ward where he couldn't breathe.

When he entered, Zhou Jingbai was feeding Fang Xingluo water. He quietly took the grapes in his hand, washed them and brought them out.

Zhou Jingbai naturally picked up a grape, peeled it and fed it to Fang Xingluo's mouth. He kept repeating this action afterwards, completely ignoring the third person in the ward as if he were air.

However, Wen Zihuan didn't want them to notice him, but it was not easy for him to just leave, so he could only quietly find a place to sit down in the corner of the ward.

[I used to serve Zhou Jingbai, but this is the first time I see him treat others like this. I always thought that a young master like him who grew up in luxury would never do such things. It seems that it depends on the person.]

Wen Zihuan propped up his chin and looked at the direction of the bed from a distance. As a result, Zhou Jingbai suddenly turned his head after just looking for a while. The two of them suddenly looked at each other and scared him.

[Why is he suddenly staring at me again? I didn't do anything. Can't I sit down?]

Although he didn't understand, he still stood up quickly.

"Xingluo said he wanted to sleep for a while. If you have nothing to do, go back and don't stay here." Zhou Jingbai said coldly.

Wen Zihuan nodded, then quickly left the ward, and didn't forget to help them close the door.

Originally, he was still thinking about what excuse to leave. After all, if he stayed inside, he would not only be useless but also have to endure the overwhelming pressure from someone.

Wen Zihuan had a lot of thoughts on his way home. Although this incident was an accident, it was his ball that hit Fang Xingluo.

Although people have said that it's okay, it's usually just a formality.

And the person who was the least happy about this serious matter was Zhou Jingbai. As he was thinking, he actually walked to the door of a dessert shop. He

had eaten cakes of this brand several times before, and the taste was quite good, but because the price was really out of his reach, Zhou Jingbai would pay the bill every time he ate.

Fang Xingluo likes desserts very much, so Zhou Jingbai specially called a dessert chef from the Zhou family's old house to come over. He was responsible for making snacks for Fang Xingluo during her visit.

Wen Zihuan thought about it and realized that the bunch of grapes he bought earlier was obviously not enough, so he might as well buy a cake.

He finally opened his shopping app with a painful look on his face. It can be said that he had no intention of touching this money before, but now there is really no other way. Butler

Liu has already borrowed it, and Zhou Jingbai was angry about it before, so it is definitely not possible.

Wang Ma still owes him the money she uses to bribe him every month, so there is definitely no way to ask her.

Wen Zihuan's last trump card was a game controller that had not yet been shipped. Because it was a pre-sale model, it would take several months to ship.

But this was a limited edition that he had managed to get. After looking at the price marked under the cake in the store,

he had no choice but to return it with great reluctance. "If Zhou Jingbai is unhappy, I will have no pocket money. If he is happy, I will have pocket money in the future. I can still find a way to get the controller later. If I miss the pocket money, it will be gone for real."

Fang Xingluo only had a superficial wound on his head, so there was no need for him to stay in the hospital. He came back after taking a nap.

Wen Zihuan had been waiting in the living room for a long time. When he saw them come back, he quickly asked Wang Ma to take the cake out of the refrigerator.

"I happened to pass by a dessert shop on my way back. I remembered that Xingluo liked cakes, so I bought some."

"So beautiful, thank you, sister-in-law." Fang Xingluo seemed to forget the pain in her head immediately when she saw the cake on the table, and then she went to eat it.

Zhou Jingbai finally showed a little smile on his face, and Wen Zihuan couldn't help but sighed after seeing it.

[Finally, I am a little happy. It seems that my pocket money is saved. I didn't borrow the cake I bought after returning the limited edition controller. ]

As a result, just after being happy for a while, something went wrong again. Fang Xingluo, who was eating the cake just now, suddenly stopped, and then started to rub it on her arm.

Wen Zihuan went over and found that there were suddenly some red rashes on his arm, which was obviously a symptom of allergy.

"What...what is this?"

"There are mangoes in this cake?" Zhou Jingbai suddenly rushed over and questioned Wen Zihuan behind him while looking at the cake in front of him.

The latter was also confused. He remembered that it was indeed a fruit cake with jam in it, but he didn't pay attention to what fruit was put in it. After all, he didn't know that Fang Xingluo was allergic to mangoes.

Before Wen Zihuan could come to his senses, Zhou Jingbai had already carried Fang Xingluo out of the door, leaving behind a group of anxious servants in the house and Wen Zihuan who was still standing there in a daze.

This time it's really over...

This is the only sentence in his mind now. Wen Zihuan struggled for a long time and finally decided not to go to the hospital with him.

The last time he went there, Zhou Jingbai was disgusted by him. He had just injured Fang Xingluo not long ago, and now he hasn't recovered yet and he gave him mangoes that can cause allergies. Zhou Jingbai would kill him.

Wen Zihuan finally stopped after walking around the living room ten times, "Should I find a place to hide from the limelight?"

"Madam, no, the head of the family will definitely be even angrier if he knows about it. Or should I go and admit my mistake? Madam, it's not like you intentionally gave Mr. Fang mangoes to eat."

Because Fang Xingluo was here, the chef was responsible for the meals for the rest of the time, and they were also informed about the mango allergy, but Wen Zihuan was obviously not among the people who were informed.

Zhou Jingbai was happy that Fang Xingluo was visiting him, so he didn't tell him about this matter, so he was confused and caused today's accident.

"That requires him to believe that I didn't mean it!" Wen Zihuan rubbed his hair which had become a mess and felt a headache. He didn't know whether to go or not.

I feel that if Zhou Jingbai comes back, he will definitely kill him. Maybe if I go out and hide, he won't be so angry when he can't see me.

Although I have been married to him for more than three years, I still can't figure out his mind, especially at such a critical moment, it is easy to say the wrong thing, and something that was not so bad originally will be directly added to the fire.