Chapter 140

In the afternoon, Mocheng drove the young master and young lady to the hospital. The compartment was very wide, and there was a black desk for men.

Nan Jinshen sat in the chair, processing documents, and kept answering the phone, until the car was driving at the entrance of the largest hospital in city a, and then she put down her work with a cold expression.

Su Yuyan followed her husband to get out of the car. From the moment she stepped into the hospital gate, the surrounding nurses and passersby continued to cast admiring glances at the man beside her. Taking the elevator to the ward upstairs, a large number of women envy and hate wherever they go.

Also, a man like Nan Jinshen with a slender figure, wearing a precious black suit, and possessing a peerless appearance like a sword and axe, who would not take a few glances?

Su Yuyan's small face was delicate, her beautiful red lips were slightly pursed, and her eyes were like water with a faint smile. She approached her husband gently, took his arm gently, and said slowly: " Husband, look at how good your relationship with women is and how high your rate of turning heads is when you walk on the road, I'm a little jealous, what should I do?"

"What can I do? Otherwise, my wife, I will ruin this face, so that those women will be as old as bees to annoy me, and they will not be able to drive away!" Nan Jin's deep eyes deepened, and he held Daughter-in-law's hand, staring at her face for a long time, replied dotingly and domineeringly.

Su Yuyan felt the strength of the man's hand, and suddenly burst into a smile, and said mischievously: "No, husband, you are really still in the midst of happiness, and how many people want to have such a perfect face. , but you are not at all rare!"

"What's not rare, it's enough for a big man to have a wife, what's the use of being good-looking?" Nan Jinshen and his wife got off the elevator, took steady steps, and went to the VIP nursing ward.

Su Yuyan raised her eyes in disbelief and glanced at the man beside her. In the afternoon, the brilliant light like gold passed through the glass in the corridor, swept over from his side, and trimmed his outline into a slender and sturdy shadow. Every move, every gesture and every gesture is cold, noble and elegant.

She smiled in a low voice, and there was a hint of deep helplessness in her clear eyes. It seemed that this guy was real, and he didn't realize how handsome he was.

Soon, the two pushed the door and entered the ward.

Aunt Lan was wearing a light blue hospital gown, sitting gently on a chair, wearing reading glasses, and was knitting sweaters with her back to them. Seeing this, Su Yuyan immediately brought up a mischievous smile on the corner of her lips.

She deliberately let down her footsteps, walked slowly over, reached out from behind and gently covered Aunt Lan's eyes, pressed her throat hard, and asked fiercely, "Aunt Lan, guess who I am?"

"Haha, it's still guessing? Who else is there besides Miss?"

Aunt Lan put down the half-knitted violet sweater in her hand and said thoughtfully, "Miss, after so many years, you are still so naughty!"

"Che, Aunt Lan, it's not fun at all, you guessed it so quickly." Su Yuyan pretended to be coquettish and snorted, then released her fingers covering Aunt Lan's eyes and walked to her, angrily. He said, "Aunt Lan, you still do such fine needlework with bad eyes. If you don't feel sorry for yourself, I will feel sorry for you!"

"Hee hee hee, our young lady has such a good heart, but Aunt Lan just can't be idle. Whenever she is free, she always thinks about knitting a sweater for the three of you..."

Aunt Lan seemed to be in a really good mood. Ever since Shen Chaoyun's vicious cousin came to find fault every once in a while, even life became cheering. Su Yuyan also followed the sweetness in her heart. She bent down slightly while speaking, with a rare care and gentleness in her tone.