"Pa -" the glass broke. Rong Shao got up excitedly, grabbed his collar tightly and asked, "what are you talking about? Say it again!"

"Uncle Rong..." Xuewei stood up nervously and looked at Feng churui anxiously.

After the latter handed her a reassuring look, she sat down slowly.

Feng churui looked at the face that was about to run away. He smiled low and didn't intend to make trouble with him. He truthfully said, "today, Anning came to the city hall to talk to me about the progress of the case. When she was leaving, she suddenly nausea and retch. She explained that her stomach was bad, and I didn't look like it. Secretary Wu said that his wife was the same when she was pregnant. She had a very strong pregnancy reaction and vomited faintly."

"Tranquility has always been good!" Rong Shao made a noise excitedly.

Feng churui clapped his hand and straightened his tie: "that's the pregnancy reaction. That's right. By the way, I found that she was wearing flat shoes. If you don't believe it, you can confirm it yourself..."

Before Feng churui finished, Rong Shao rushed out of the box excitedly. During this period, he almost bumped into the tea table because of his hurry, and his tall body staggered several times.

"Rong Shao, why is this?" Outside the private room, Xu Zhiyuan looked at Rong Shao, who had lost his manners, and asked.

"Come on, go to Christine villa!" Rongyan didn't have time to tell him. He rushed out and roared at the same time.

Xu Zhiyuan, who had returned to God, did not dare to slack off and immediately followed up.

The "bang" of the private room door was vigorously thrown up, and Rong Shao's figure had disappeared.

The Tang Dynasty looked at the closed door and sighed again: "why is my life so unlucky! Yan at least quarreled, Luo Anning is still pregnant... There is still a chance to recover."

Feng churui ignored him and let him hurt spring and autumn alone. He went to Wu Xuewei and saw her skillfully put down her chopsticks, touched her head and asked, "are you ready?"

Wu Xuewei nodded, very clever: "I'm ready, uncle Feng."

"Then go and I'll take you home." With that, Feng churui said to the Tang Dynasty, "ah Chao, I'll take Xuewei home and go first."

The Tang Dynasty was disillusioned. Yan Yan waved, "go."

Patting him on the shoulder, Feng churui whispered, "don't drink too much. Pay attention to your discretion."

The Tang Dynasty waved impatiently. He just glanced at Wu Xuewei, turned and walked out.

"Ouch -" with a low cry, Wu Xuewei stepped on the empty wine bottle and sprained her foot!

Feng churui turned back at the sound, looked at her poor little touch on the ground and said coldly, "I learned to wear high heels when I was young. Now do you know it's wrong?"

Wu Xuewei bowed her head wrongfully and muttered in a low voice: "I'm not afraid you'll treat me as a child. Don't men like mature women..."

"Get up, let's go back."

Looking at his tall back, Wu Xuewei called him reluctantly: "Uncle Feng, my foot hurts... I can't get up."

Feng churui turned around again and looked at her. Wu Xuewei pitifully stretched out her arms to him, "Uncle Feng hugged me. I can't go."

Feng churui's elegant face flashed a trace of helplessness. With a low sigh, he came forward to pick her up and walked out of the private room.

Wu Xuewei consciously wrapped her arms around his neck, nestled in his arms and smiled secretly.

It's worth it!

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Late at night, Lincoln's team stopped in front of the villa. Before the bodyguard opened the door, Rong Shao slammed the door and got off.