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Fu Nuan thought that Rong Yu was just saying that, but when she saw the driver, Uncle Li, was waiting outside the room, she realized that he was not saying that.

That's right, President Rong always keep to what they say when they do things.

However, this was way too fast …

She looked at Rong Yu, and met his deep eyes that were full of smiles, and couldn't help but shiver a little.

"How... Why are you leaving the hospital so quickly? I'm not even ready yet! "

As soon as he said that, he felt as if his feet were hanging in the air, and that he was being carried by a man from the sickbed.

Uncle Li lowered his head, revealing an understanding smile, and went to the car park first.

There were a lot of people walking in and out of the hospital corridor. Being hugged like this by Rong Yu, Fu Nuan became extremely embarrassed.

"Put me down, I can walk …"

"Carry him or carry him. Choose for yourself."

Fu Nuan buried his head in Yue Yang's chest like an ostrich, thinking: As long as I can't see them, they can't see me.

The corner of Rong Yu's mouth curved up, as if he was doing it on purpose, and he slowed down his pace. He walked for more than ten minutes straight from the stairs to the car park.

"Were you planning to leave the hospital?"

When they reached the underground parking lot, Fu Nuan raised her head and looked at him with a serious expression.

I feel like the words she promised in the ward just now was a trap set by the dark President Rong!

"Not really." The man's lips curled up into an undisguised smile.

He had originally planned to bring her home to recuperate today. If he had known earlier, he would have returned home to recuperate. With such a good 'benefit', he should have long since taken her away and asked a private doctor to take care of her.

"Just …" "I didn't mean what I said just now!"

"What did you just say?" Rong Yu whispered into her ear with his thin lips, teasing her while he knew the answer.

"No, it's better not to remember."

Fu Nuan muttered, the Mr. Rong was really becoming more and more evil!

"Let me think... "You said 'go home and you can'."

"No way!"

The woman's cheeks were flushed. She clutched the front of his suit tightly with both hands and glared at him in embarrassment.

"Going home."

Rong Yu was in a good mood as he carried them into the car and got on. Half an hour later, they returned to the villa.

Just as Fu Nuan was about to get off the car, his leg was grabbed by a certain guy's waist before it could even touch the ground.

"My feet are fine now, I can walk by myself!" She reminded him in a low voice, "The servants are watching …"

"Mm, go ahead and look."

Rong Yu's expression did not change as he carried her across the porch and up to his room.

"I'm carrying my wife at home. Is there a problem?"

Fu Nuan was completely speechless.

Fine, she admitted defeat.

Fortunately, he could finally leave the hospital.

However, what she did not expect was …

After being discharged, she was just transferred from one "prison" to another "cage". As usual, Rong Yu didn't allow her to run around, nor did he allow her to walk around.

He even moved his office space to the bedroom...

Fu Nuan sighed as she sat on the bed. She looked at the man's back with her small, aggrieved eyes.

If this continued, she would either lose her ability to walk or become fat from eating and sleeping.

She pinched her belly indignantly and was about to speak when a knock came from the door.

"Come in."

The servant pushed the door open and entered. In his hand was the freshly brewed life nourishing porridge. He said, "Madam, it's time to drink the porridge. It will be good for your recovery."

Fu Nuan:...

He was on the verge of despair!

Since she was hospitalized, every meal was porridge. She didn't expect to continue eating this when she returned home from the hospital.

The scariest part was that the porridge had actually made her fat!

She wrinkled her little face and bitterly looked at her husband, who was flipping through the documents on the side of the table. She pouted and asked, "Can we stop eating porridge? Can we eat something else?"

Rong Yu stopped what he was doing, raised his head and looked at her, then looked at the servant, and spoke with an indifferent tone: "Put the porridge away, go out."

The servant obeyed, placing the porridge on the table and closing the door.

Rong Yu stood up, his tall figure walking towards her. He sat down on the bed and leaned towards the person on the bed.

"What else? "Tell me, what do you want to eat, eh?"

His intuition told Fu Nuan that there was danger!

She unconsciously lay back down and raised her head to look at him. She smiled and said, "I want to eat meat. There's oil in my mouth!"

Rong Yu frowned: "No, your injuries aren't fully healed yet."

"I'm done!" Fu Nuan anxiously tried to defend himself: "Really! It's not painful at all. If you don't believe me, I'll get off the bed and show you! "

Of course, this was just a joke, how would she dare to really walk out of bed, especially after seeing Rong Yu's increasingly gloomy expression.

The woman immediately switched to her miserable tactics. She said with grievance, "I've already drank congee for so many days. If this goes on, I'll soon become a nun who's going to eat chants …"

Little nun?

The man's eyes narrowed as they emitted a dangerous light.

"Are you hinting at me?"

Ah, hints?

Fu Nuan's face was filled with confusion, he did not understand what he was saying.

In the next second, the man's slightly cold lips came close to her neck. The warm breath landed on the place she was most afraid of, and a numbing sensation hit her as if she had been electrocuted.

This... That's not right!

At this moment, Fu Nuan's dazed eyes suddenly widened. What was this fellow thinking about?

When she thought about the 'nun' remark just now, her face turned red and she refused. "I didn't mean it that way, you …"

However, how could the man be willing to listen to her? Not only did he not stop, he even became more serious. His thin, warm lips touched her skin as they rubbed against her ears and temples.

"President Rong! Mr. Rong! Husband... I know I was wrong! I'll drink, I'll drink, okay? "

Hearing that, Rong Yu stopped moving.

He could do it anytime he wanted. The important thing was that his woman hadn't eaten yet, so it wouldn't be good if she was hungry.

He reached for the bowl of porridge and slowly fed it to her.

Rong Yu was satisfied with her teamwork.

"So obedient. I'll give you a reward. What do you want?"

"I want to go out."

Fu Nuan looked at him excitedly, her eyes glowing.

These past few days, she was really bored out of her mind …

However, the facts proved that taking an inch in front of the President Rong would result in him overturning his car.

"No."

The woman instantly felt wronged. She stared at him with hidden bitterness, "You said yourself that you were going to give me a reward."

"Anything else is fine. This, no need to talk about it."

With that, Rong Yu got up and sat back on his seat, he continued to flip through the documents in his hands, looking extremely cold and aloof, as though there was nothing left to discuss.

Fu Nuan curled his lips, it seemed like he had made up his mind not to let her go out …

In that case, don't blame her for having a bad heart.

Fu Nuan who was lying on the bed, was occasionally groaning and occasionally rolling around the bed, but he seemed to have entered a meditative state, and was completely unaffected by her.

After a moment, he closed the document in his hand and cast a sidelong glance at the restless little woman.

"What are you trying to do? I'll accompany you. "

Hearing that, Fu Nuan's eyes lit up, he knew that he would not be so heartless!

However, in the next second, a bucket of cold water came one after another.

"Except out."

All right... She took back what she had said.

She silently glanced at the man with the indifferent expression and decided to ignore him. She turned on the TV in her bedroom and watched.

Is there anything I can do for him?

No!

She found a movie that she had been chasing half the time and continued watching it.

Not long after, it was completely merged into the plot. It stared at the television screen without blinking as it became filled with emotions. At times it was worried, at times it was even happy.

Seeing her like that, Rong Yu frowned, a bit of disdain showing on her face.

She clearly knew that this was a TV show and an act, but why was a woman always so serious about the love story in the play?

Out of the corner of his eye, Fu Nuan saw the man's frown, then he made a plan in his mind. He rolled his eyes and hooked his finger at him.

"Husband, come over here for a bit …"