Chapter 97 Killing People
The silent restaurant suddenly became lively.
Butler Li took a few steps forward, held Auntie's hands with both hands, and his lips moved uncontrollably.
"Oh, heaven! Oh, earth! Mushrooms wearing straw hats! God has been very kind to me! He has allowed me, even with my old bones, to see the next generation."
"Yes, yes, it's true that my lady is in heaven!"
The two people, who were over a hundred years old in total, held hands and circled in front of Fu Chengyun.
Fu Chengyun couldn't believe it. He lowered his head and looked at Ning Che, then stretched out his trembling hand and pressed it on his lower abdomen.
It’s a bit hard indeed!
He raised his head again and looked at the group of elderly people spinning in circles, their mouths half open, stammering and not daring to make a sound, desperately needing an answer.
The elderly group stopped spinning, their crow's feet deep, their mouths stretched from ear to ear, and they nodded frantically.
"Really?"
"real!"
Fu Chengyun jumped up like a standing carp, holding Ning Che. The two people, who were half a century old in total, were spinning around in circles, one being held by the other princess.
Baby Cheche is pregnant!
I'm going to be a father!
A harmonious family brings prosperity!
Surrounded by children and grandchildren, enjoying the family life!
I can also have a wife, children and a warm bed!
…
He lowered his head and gave Ning Che a hard kiss on the mouth.
The sound of "pop" was particularly crisp.
"Baby, which room do you think is suitable for the kang?"
Ning Che: ...
There was a glint of light in those narrow eyes, filled with ecstasy, relief, and supreme pity for him.
Ning Che rolled his eyes.
——What on earth are they burning about!
He is not good at arguing with others, so he can only keep his mouth shut and act like a quail.
Ning Che leaned his head on Fu Chengyun's chest muscles, and heard a fast-paced thumping sound in his ears.
"Shut up!"
"What's wrong, baby?"
The last syllable trembled slightly, and there was uncontrollable excitement in the voice. Fu Chengyun kissed her again, kissing from the eyelids to the corners of the mouth.
Ning Che clutched his sleeve and wiped his face, "I'm afraid your heart will jump out of your mouth!"
“Ding Dong!”
The doctor came to save Ning Che like a savior.
He jumped out of Fu Chengyun's arms and ran to open the door for the doctor.
The three men still had happy expressions on their faces. They poured water, pulled chairs, and placed fruits on the table. They were hundreds of times more attentive than usual.
Ning Che was speechless and sat on the sofa to cooperate with the doctor's examination.
Drawing blood, testing, looking at the tongue coating, checking the pupil distance, pressing the stomach, all the operations went smoothly.
The doctor leaned over the coffee table in the living room, writing medical instructions as he said, "Don't be greedy for coldness in the near future, don't overwork, take your medicine on time, and keep your diet light. Don't eat if you're not hungry, and drink warm water in small sips."
"Yes, you are right. We will definitely pay attention to it." Butler Li continued.
"Also, wear a vest or something under your pajamas to keep your stomach from getting cold."
"You are so thoughtful." Auntie nodded repeatedly.
The doctor left a box of medicine, got up from the sofa and began to pack the medicine box.
Fu Chengyun quickly asked, "Do we need to take an ultrasound?"
The figure in the white coat froze, and the doctor turned around with a look of surprise.
"Why do I need an ultrasound for gastroenteritis?"
At night, a few stars streak across the deep blue sky silently.
There was no wind, and the birds in the lush sycamore treetops occasionally moved and chirped softly.
“Crack!”
The slight sound was particularly obvious in the empty living room.
Ning Che glanced at the three people standing beside him in a daze.
Oh. It's the sound of a broken heart.
He curled his lips into a smile and returned to his room with the medicine box.
Neuropathy!
Ning Che had no appetite. He took a cup of hot tea and placed it on the bedside table, staring blankly at his phone.
Since they parted at the hospital that day, there had been no news of Jiaer for three days. He was really worried about the child.
Although drugs are not fatal, they can make people stupid if taken in excessive doses.
Jiaer is still young, and even though the doctor said there is nothing serious, he is still worried.
After these few days, he was able to calm down, and he believed that Chen He was the same.
With his fingers moving, he sent a message to Chen He.
[Sister He, I'm really sorry about this. I want to ask if Jia'er is okay?]
After five minutes of silence, the phone seemed to be dead.
He could only send another message to Lizzie.
【Do you have any news about Jiaer? 】
The other end quickly replied: [He's fine now. Sister He was worried about him being alone at home, and she was also worried about him staying at your house, so she sent him to grandma's house.]
The phone spun in his palm as Ning Che stared out the window in a daze.
Bai Yan?
Chairman of the Bai family.
According to Grandpa Li, the Bai family is one of the financial groups that is as famous as the Fu family. It is powerful enough to shake the economic lifeline of half of City A.
No matter what, he or the Fu family cannot create a rift with the Bai family because of this matter.
His brows were furrowed, and his fingertips tapped the screen lightly, without any rhythm at all.
But the Bai and Chen families only have this one precious grandson, and he almost lost him.
No matter how serious the matter was, neither the Bai family nor the Chen family came to demand an explanation.
It is absolutely impossible to let it go or not care anymore.
Bai Yan has been in charge of the Bai family for decades, and his scheming and tactics are no worse than that of Fu Chengyun's dead father.
Perhaps the last birthday gift worked, Bai Yan still had some good feelings towards him.
Not taking any action was precisely a form of scrutiny. She was giving herself a chance to see what she would do.
"Oh!"
Holding the phone in his palm, he chuckled and his brows relaxed.
Now that there is an opportunity, it will be much easier.
As I was thinking about it, the bedroom door creaked open.
A tall figure stood at the door, his back slightly hunched, his head lowered, and he was holding a tray in his hands.
Ning Che found him looking so depressed and found it funny, so he got out of bed and walked over to him.
"The chopsticks can stand upright because Auntie has practiced it three times and has a feel for it."
"Being lazy is because you're tired."
"The vomiting is due to gastroenteritis."
He lifted Fu Chengyun's chin, looked into his dull eyes, and sighed softly.
"Do you understand, husband?"
Fu Chengyun ignored him, pushed the tray into Ning Che's hands, and walked to the bed and sat down.
There were apples, melons and strawberries on the tray.
Perhaps Fu Chengyun saw that he had no appetite and specially prepared it to stimulate his appetite.
Ning Che felt warm in his heart, and he became more patient with Fu Chengyun's boring behavior of being angry about her not being pregnant.
He placed the tray beside the bed and sat astride those strong thighs, his hands hooked around his neck, his breath on his half-closed eyelids.
"Honey, do you want to eat strawberries?"
Fu Chengyun didn't move or say anything, he just raised his eyelids and looked at him.
Her almond-shaped eyes narrowed in a smile, with the corners of her eyes slightly raised, exuding an indescribable charm.
"I'll feed you."
Her red lips parted slightly, taking half a strawberry in her mouth. She tilted her head slightly and placed the other half into the mouth of the lonely-looking person.
When their lips touched, Ning Che's shoulders slumped first, and the buttons of his loose pajamas had been unbuttoned and slipped off his round shoulders.
His jade-like body was exposed to the air, and he leaned softly against Fu Chengyun as if he was afraid of the cold.
As they tossed and turned, the red string at the end of her hair fell off, and her long satin-like hair cascaded down.
It was so smooth and slippery that it blocked half of the scenery, but it couldn't block the burning sensation in the palm of my hand.
The big palm roamed over the back, kneading the soft flesh around the waist in revenge.
Leaving behind faint fingerprints.
A trickle of honey leaked from the corner of his mouth, and Fu Chengyun licked it with his tongue.
He doesn't like sour strawberries, and prefers sweet roses.
The moonlight shone softly, the shadows of the trees swayed. Tiny specks of light sprinkled across the two bodies, flickering and changing as they rose and fell.
…
It was rare for the darling to be so coaxed, so Fu Chengyun took advantage of the situation. He lifted Ning Che's feet and helped him put on his pajamas, explaining, "I'm not angry, I'm just a little disappointed."
"Let it be lost. It's not for me to decide."
Ning Che raised his hands to cover his eyes, his cheeks still flushed, and he lay flat on his back, breathing heavily.
Fu Chengyun leaned over and pressed a kiss to his hair, then stood up to look for the medicine box.
“I just haven’t worked hard enough on this.”
Ning Che was amused by him and leaned on his elbows to see his expression, but two white pills blocked his mouth.
"Take your medicine."
"The medicine tastes bitter, give me some chocolate." Fu Chengyun's heart melted as her big eyes blinked.
Go downstairs and check the refrigerator immediately.
Ning Che stared at the back, raised the corner of his lips, and threw the pills into the trash can.
"Take medicine?"
"This disease, which is hard to come by, cannot be cured easily!"
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