The rich wife is addicted to escape

"Little guy, I'm so much older than you, logically you should call my aunt's child."

The little boy shook his head slightly and smiled deeply.

"No, no, you are the older sister. The little uncle said that the good-looking ones are the older sisters, and the ugly ones are the aunts."

As he said that, he raised his finger to the nurse who was trotting over not far away, and said with a smile, "Look, the nurse is here to catch me!"

Su Jiarui was amused by this guy for a moment, he was so glib at such a young age, and with this unisex appearance, I don't know how many Huaichun girls' hearts he will steal when he grows up.

"Sister, help me! I don't want to get an injection!"

Having said that, the little guy actually hugged Su Jiarui's slender waist directly, and leaned his head gently on her back, looking like a poor chick who needed protection, which made people's hearts soften a little.

"Hey, I said little ancestor, don't bother me anymore, okay, obediently follow me to get an injection, otherwise how can I explain to President Wu?"

Obviously, this little guy is not a fuel-efficient lamp, which made the nurse complain for a while.

"Hmph, I've recovered from my illness long ago, so I don't need an injection. If my little uncle asks you, you can ask him to come over and get an injection by himself. I won't go anyway!"

The little guy seemed to be sure that Su Jiarui could protect him, and hugged her tightly.

"Actually, the injection doesn't hurt at all. Look at my sister's arm."

As he said that, Su Jiarui simply lifted up his sleeves, revealing the fine needle holes inside. The little guy's eyes widened for a moment. This scene was much more exciting than mistaking Su Jiarui at first.

"Sister, you are a superman, you are not afraid of injections."

Su Jiarui just smiled when she heard the words. Compared with the physical and mental torture she had really endured, this little injury and pain was really nothing.

"My sister is also an ordinary person, but I have a good method. When you are getting an injection, don't always think about it. Think about something that will make you happy, and it will be much better."

The little guy looked at Su Jiarui suspiciously, puffed his lips, and finally lost his temper.

"But I've been staying in the hospital. I don't have any happy things to think about. When I open my eyes, I get an injection. No matter how I think about it, I'm so annoyed. It's all my fault for that goddamn little uncle. I hate it!"

Su Jiarui's heart couldn't help but soften. After experiencing all kinds of things right and wrong, looking back, she found that she likes getting along with children the most, because only their thoughts are the purest and most transparent. What do you like and what don't you like? It will be written on your face, instead of buried deep in your heart, stumbling behind your back.

"Then sister will accompany you to the injection, so that you can try to chat with me, and I can share my happy things with you, so that you may not care so much about the injection."

Temporarily unable to leave the hospital, this little guy is simply a pistachio sent to him by heaven.

Sure enough, the little guy had a rare smile on his face when he heard it.

"Well, sister, you must hold my hand and don't leave."

"Well, don't worry, my sister will definitely be by your side. By the way, I don't know your name yet. You can call me Sister Su in the future."

Su Jiarui extended his hand to him in a friendly manner, and the little guy smiled and held it tightly.

"Sister Su, you can call me Guoguo. Mom said it was because I was born in the fruitful autumn."

Guoguo's hand is small and soft, and Su Jiarui squeezed it lightly. For some reason, she suddenly felt that if she could have such a cute little angel, wouldn't her life be more glorious?
It wasn't until he finished the injection with Guoguo that Su Jiarui realized that he was a proper actor. In order to avoid the injection, he cried, made trouble and hanged himself three times. Tired of crying in my arms, the nurse seized the opportunity.

Before he knew it, the night outside the window was getting darker. Su Jiarui opened his eyes slightly, only to find that Guoguo was still lying beside him with a peaceful face, and his little hands were tightly clutching the corners of her clothes.

"Click!"

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a dusty man came towards the night.

"Guoguo, your skin is itchy again, right?"

When the man's stern face met Su Jiarui, he hesitated for a moment.

"who are you?"

Different from the slightly cheerful tone before, this time it was like ice, with the coldness that strangers should not enter.

"I don't care what method you used to sneak in, anyway, I don't want to see you again when I leave the room today!"

The man in front of him has a pair of deep eyebrows and chestnut hair. His temperament is like that of a mixed race, which makes people dazzled. It's kind of scary.

"I'm not."

Su Jiarui originally wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start.

Facing this kind of rich and powerful man, she had already worked out her experience in dealing with him, and she just kept her mouth shut.

"Forget it, I'm sorry, I'm leaving now."

The movement of Su Jiarui getting up awakened Guoguo, the little guy rubbed his eyes, and subconsciously tugged on Su Jiarui's sleeve.

"Mom, where are you going?"

This sentence hit Su Jiarui's heart deeply.

Once upon a time, there was a fresh life in her stomach, but at the beginning, she gave it up voluntarily.

mom.

What a yearning and infinitely guilty title.

"Hey, little uncle, you're here."

Guoguo seemed to wake up a bit. Hearing the little guy's name, Su Jiarui realized that this person in front of him was the vicious little uncle whom Guoguo had greeted eighteen times today.

Guoguo frowned at him, and said bitterly: "Stop showing me such a stinky face, I hate it to death!"

Unexpectedly, with just one word from the little guy, the cold aura around the man's body faded a bit. He sighed slightly, and said helplessly, "I heard from the nurse that you're too reckless to get an injection today?"

"No, I did. If you don't believe me, you can ask Sister Su, she can testify, but it's great, with her here, the injection really doesn't hurt."

With Guoguo's rescue, Su Jiarui's misunderstanding was quickly resolved.

"I'm sorry, Guoguo is still a child after all, I'm a little worried that he will be used by someone with a heart. I was the one who was rude just now."

The man sent Su Jiarui all the way to the door of the ward, and the expression on his face became a little lively.

Su Jiarui naturally knew that if she had such a cute and lively nephew as Guoguo, she didn't know how to treasure her, so it was impossible to blame him.

"However, Guoguo said that he has been receiving injections in the hospital, is it because of his health?"

After spending a short time with Guoguo today, she couldn't help but feel a little worried about this lively and cheerful child.

"Actually, Guoguo has been in poor health since he was a child. He has to come to the hospital for regular injections every few months, but his body has gradually recovered in the past few years. It's just that the guy has always been glib and likes to run around with his mouth full. Train, don't take his words too seriously."

It seems that this little uncle is well aware of his nephew's verbal skills, but Su Jiarui has a deep understanding.

"It's okay, I actually like Guoguo very much. Regarding the previous incident, I can actually understand your feelings. If I have such a cute little nephew, I will definitely not want him to be hurt by others."

The two talked and laughed all the way, Su Jiarui saw the man off, and then pushed the door into the ward, but in the next second, when he saw the man standing in the room, he was stunned for a moment.

Chen Cheng was leaning on the sofa, with his slender legs crossed, his elbows resting on his knees, and his fingertips kept rubbing his chin, which was a sign of his anger.

Sure enough, Su Jiarui raised his eyes and bumped into his sight, and what he saw was the bottomless anger in the other's eyes.

"You really don't stop for a moment."

Chen Chengyu was sarcastic and meant something.

Su Jiarui frowned slightly. It seemed that he had seen the scene at the door just now. Now, is he going to ask her to make an excuse again?

"whatever you think."

Su Jiarui's shattering attitude angered Chen Cheng. He figured out when Su Jiarui would be discharged from the hospital, and specially pushed for a social event to come here to pick her up from the hospital, just because he was afraid that something irreversible would happen again.

Who knew that he was in a hurry all the way, and what he got in return was to watch her laughing at Yanyan with another man one second, and then blurt out what he thinks the next second?
When did he, the dignified president of the Chen family, receive such cold treatment!

"Su Jiarui, don't forget your identity."

Su Jiarui pursed her lips. Every time Chen Cheng said this, she was always powerless to refute.

A paper contract comes first, and Shen Yi's life and death are at stake, and she is reminded all the time that she is always subject to the fact that Chen Cheng.

"Change out this suit of clothes, my house will not tolerate such a bad smell."

Chen Cheng threw down a set of clothes in disgust, and left the ward.

Since he hated her so much, why did he come all the way here to humiliate her?
Without saying a word, Su Jiarui changed into the clothes Chen Cheng brought, made the bed, and left the ward.

She thought, if it was herself a few years ago, and Chen Cheng could buy clothes for her to wear, she would probably wake up laughing from her dreams.

But now, she didn't allow herself to think too much.

Recognize your identity, Su Jiarui.

She reminded herself repeatedly.

When Su Jiarui's thin figure appeared in front of his eyes, Chen Cheng couldn't recognize him for a while.

Obviously the clothes she brought were bought according to her size, but when she put them on now, they looked so loose, as if the wind would blow her away if the wind was stronger.

When did she get so skinny?
Su Jiarui was wearing a long dress with an elegant temperament. Chen Cheng's vision was naturally not too bad.

It's just that the majesty of the night passed by, and the coldness penetrated through the bones. She shivered, and in the next second, a suit jacket was covered on her shoulders.

Still the familiar cold mountain spring taste.

"Your life is mine."

When Chen Cheng left this sentence, he was just swearing his sovereignty, without any sympathy, and motioned her to get in the car.