Give you heartbeat, return to hell

Fu Yunshen still called Xia Yuan.

As soon as he entered the door, his greeting hand froze. Fu Yunshen's condition was worse than ever.

The red blood accumulated in the eyes and the pale complexion seemed to be suffering from a serious illness.

"What's the matter? Didn't you do well last week? Why did you make yourself look like this again?"

"Didn't sleep well." Fu Yunshen exhaled and said in a flat tone.

Xia Yuan walked behind Fu Yunshen, pressed it professionally for a while, and asked, "How do you feel now?"

"It's better." Fu Yunshen sighed.

"Tell me, why is it worse than before?" Xia Yuan continued to massage the acupuncture points on Fu Yunshen's head, urging.

Fu Yunshen briefly talked about the conflicts between him and Tang Wanjun.

After Fu Yunshen's headache subsided that day, he called up the monitor to check.

The Fu family has a lot of cameras hidden in the dark. If someone does something with dirty hands and feet, they can see everything in the camera's records.

Fu Yunshen retrieved the surveillance video of that day, two days before and after that day, and it was enough to see from the surveillance that Tang Wanjun's day was boring and boring.

Before he went home, Tang Wanjun was either reading a book or doing yoga for pregnant women.

When he came back at [-] o'clock in the evening, he went directly to the study, and Tang Wanjun was stopped by the butler after eating, and then brought him ginseng soup.

The entire conversation was extremely normal, and Fu Yunshen could even hear Tang Wanjun's reluctance in it.

After she entered the study, she came out in less than 5 minutes.

Back to the room is the normal wash, and then go to bed at 09:30 to sleep.

Until the next day, when he went home angrily, Tang Wanjun did not use any communication tools.

So, he misunderstood her.

"You didn't ask clearly, and you just thought it was Tang Wanjun who did it?" Xia Yuan was extremely surprised, not only because of Fu Yunshen's irrationality, but also because of what Fu Yunshen said, that staying with Tang Wanjun would relieve headaches.

"En." Fu Yunshen closed his eyes and replied.

"Is there any reason for this?" Xia Yuan frowned, "You always found her annoying before."

Xia Yuan flipped through Fu Yunshen's medical records, and said, "But that's good too. You can get in touch with her more often. Maybe, over time, you won't have to take so many medicines."

"..." Fu Yunshen didn't speak.

Xia Yuan looked at his nonchalant expression, and said bitterly, "Tang Wanjun is pregnant with your child now, anyway, what's wrong with you being nicer to others?"

The more Fu Yunshen remained silent, Xia Yuan spoke more vigorously: "What about the self-control and rationality you are proud of? When you saw Tang Wanjun, you were eaten by dogs?"

"Okay." Fu Yunshen got tired of listening, raised his hand to interrupt Xia Yuan's words, then opened his eyes, glanced at Xia Yuan, and parted his thin lips lightly: "Anyway, I have plenty of ways to make her obedient."

Xia Yuan was shocked by Fu Yunshen's words, and it took him a long time to ask: "You never regarded Tang Wanjun as a real wife, did you?"

Also "some ways to make her obedient"?
"Wife?" Fu Yunshen sneered disdainfully, "Is she worthy?"

Xia Yuan was at a loss for words for a while, "I thought, Tang Wanjun has liked you for so many years and chased you for so long, you would at least be a little tempted."

Fu Yunshen just felt bored, so he said, "Are you joking? Are you attracted to a woman like Tang Wanjun?"

He glanced at Xia Yuan, and said mercilessly, "I remember you were made to cry by her back then."

Xia Yuan, who was mentioned in the black history, suddenly became numb, and hurriedly packed his things: "Come on, you should see someone else for your illness. I think you haven't reached the point of dying from pain, and you don't have any good deeds in your mouth."

Before leaving, he gave another instruction: "I've marked the dosage for you, don't take too much. Otherwise, if there is a withdrawal reaction in the later stage of treatment, I can't control you by myself."

Fu Yunshen waved his hand, signaling Xia Yuan to leave quickly.

"No conscience." Xia Yuan curled his lips, and closed the door behind him when he left.

Fu Yunshen rubbed his temples on both sides. After Xia Yuan left, his headache gradually became apparent again.

He sighed, and then sent a message asking Zhao Yu to send him back to the old house.

…………

Fu Yunshen returned home at four o'clock today, and Tang Wanjun was making desserts under the guidance of his servant.

"My wife is so savvy, these little cakes look delicious." The servant praised sincerely.

Tang Wanjun has been married into Fu's family for two years, the young master never wanted to see her before, Tang Wanjun was relatively withdrawn in the old house before, and the servants didn't approach Tang Wanjun very much.

However, when Tang Wanjun returned to the old house again, he no longer had the humble attitude of wanting to please Fu Yunshen, and even had a more cheerful and tolerant personality. He would chat with the servants from time to time, and the relationship between the servants and Tang Wanjun gradually improved. Woke up.

Of course, Grandpa Fu's attitude and the unborn child in Tang Wanjun's womb played a huge role in this phenomenon.

The servants are also accustomed to seeing the wind and turning the rudder. When Tang Wanjun returned to the old house, Fu Yunshen returned to the old house more often.

In the past, it only came four or five days a month, but ever since Tang Wanjun, who was pregnant, returned to the old house of the Fu family, Fu Yunshen returned to the old house almost every day.

If it was said that there was nothing between Tang Wanjun and Fu Yunshen, the servants themselves would not believe it.

Although Fu Yunshen still looked like he was ignoring Tang Wanjun, those subconscious actions would not be deceiving.

The servants said privately that the husband's attitude was completely different when the wife was pregnant this time.

"Sure enough, children are the bond that maintains the relationship between parents."

"That's right, you can see that the relationship between the young master and his wife has improved a lot."

When the servants were whispering, Tang Wanjun heard them all.

Tang Wanjun lowered her head and sneered, and the relationship between husband and wife has improved, and she and Fu Yunshen will no longer even have the name of husband and wife.

She coughed lightly and walked into the kitchen.

"Ah, ma'am." The two servants stepped back in panic.

"I want to drink tonic soup, have you cooked it?" Tang Wanjun asked with a smile as if she hadn't heard anything.

"Ah, yes, this soup is especially good for pregnant women." A servant hurriedly said, and graciously brought over a bowl, "The temperature is just right, you can just drink it."

"Okay, thank you."

Sitting at the dining table, Tang Wanjun picked up a spoon and drank slowly into his stomach one mouthful at a time.

"Young...young master." The servant called out in panic.

Tang Wanjun froze, pretending to be nonchalant and continuing to drink soup.

Fu Yunshen sat across from her, and asked the servant to bring him a bowl of soup as well.

The servant hesitated to speak, but he still didn't say anything. He went into the kitchen and filled a bowl for Fu Yunshen.

Tang Wanjun wanted to twitch the corners of her lips, but she held back after thinking of something.

In fact, this bowl of soup is not delicious. There are a lot of tonics in it, and it tastes a bit strange and bitter.

As soon as he entered, Fu Yunshen frowned.