It's not too late to love: Young Master Fu spoils his wife with strength

"In my opinion, you can just forget about dying of illness." Sheng Jing said something that disturbed him.

"Really? But Mr. Fu seems to be reluctant to let me die. After all, after I die, Mr. Fu can no longer torture me and avenge Mr. Fu's favorite."

Fu Chengxun's words were extremely vicious, and Xiang Elegy's already numb heart was not affected in the slightest by these words.

"Xiang Elegy, you are so eloquent when you have a cold, do you think I should throw you outside the villa so that you can wake up properly?"

The man's voice was cold, without a trace of warmth.

Xiang Elegy suddenly smiled.

She curled up in a ball under the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, it's my fault. I'm not worthy to mention Miss Qin. It's so cold outside. Please, Mr. Fu, hold your hand high and don't throw me out."

Are you kidding me, she is in such a poor health now, she has been given a drip, but she simply blew and turned into this appearance, if Fu Chengxun throws her out, she will lose her little life.

Although she once ignored her own life and death, that was before, and now Xiang Yu's body is slowly recovering, and all her pain and endurance will soon pay off. She doesn't want to die, and she can't die Now, she still has to accompany Xiang Yu to leave, to a place where they can live safely for the rest of their lives.

Fu Chengxun was very displeased, there was a cloud of anger in his chest, but he didn't know how to vent it.

Say sorry to Elegy, put away that sharp, sarcastic look, and a sincere look, but he is still very angry in his heart.

Did he say that he was angry because she mentioned Qin Sixuan?Why should she guess what he meant?
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Xiang Elegy fell asleep on the bed, and vaguely heard the sound of the bedroom door closing. After a while, she heard the sound of opening again. She originally wanted to get out of the quilt and ask Fu Chengxun what he was struggling with. ?
But before she got out, the quilt on her body had been forcefully pulled away by a pair of big hands.

Xiang Elegy put one hand on his face and covered his eyes with five fingers.

In half a second, she opened her fingers, and her gaze fell on the man standing by the bed, with an expression of helplessness besides helplessness.

"Fu Chengxun, do you want me to kneel down and beg you so that you can calm down for a while, so that my sick and disabled body can rest for a while?"

Fu Chengxun looked indifferent, he didn't pay attention to her words and directly dragged her up from the bed and sat down.

"Take it." A cold voice without a trace of warmth sounded in the bedroom, Xiang Elegy took the hand that was open to the face, looked down, and saw Fu Chengxun holding a thermometer in his hand.

Her expression froze. Did he go out just now to find a thermometer?
"Xiang Elegy, take your temperature, don't you know how?" Fu Chengxun urged impatiently, seeing that Xiang Elegy hadn't moved.

Xiang Elegy took it in a daze.

During the temperature measurement, Fu Chengxun sat by the bed.

Xiang Elegy leaned against the head of the bed, from the restless sleep last night to today's intravenous drip, her thoughts have not been very clear.

At this moment, looking at Fu Chengxun, she suddenly asked: "Mr. Fu helped me find a thermometer, are you worried about me?"

The man looked up at her, and said cold words: "I'm worried that if you die, my villa will become a haunted house."

Xiang Elegy clenched his fingers tightly, but his expression was relaxed.