Genius Mengbao: Wife, please remarry

"Qin Beilian, I really owed you in my previous life."

After a stalemate for about 2 minutes, Yu Shutong was defeated, gritted his teeth and walked to help the weak man from the sofa.

"How do you get to your bedroom?"

Afraid of arousing Qin Beilian's suspicion of him again, after lifting Qin Beilian from the sofa, Yu Shutong asked a special question.

Qin Beilian put one hand on Yu Shutong's shoulder, and raised the other finger to point to the second floor.

"Second floor, the first room on the left."

Yu Shutong remembered which bedroom they lived in after marriage better than anyone else.

Because, after they got married, they spent two years together, and for one and a half of them, she stayed alone in the vacant room.

For more than 500 nights, she lay in that room, on that cold bed, waiting for the man beside her to return.

After Qin Beilian finished speaking, Yu Shutong helped him up the stairs.

The door opened, the lights came on, and a bedroom with a warm yellow tone, which was extremely warm, came into Yu Shutong's eyes.

The beige solid color wall covering, the orange four-piece bed set and gray curtains, and the warm lighting will all of a sudden wake up a fragment that was pressed deep in Yu Shutong's memory.

"Do you think the layout of this room is nice and warm?"

Yu Shutong stopped at the door in a daze, and Qin Beilian stopped after her.

"This is arranged by Tongtong."

Everything in front of him irritated Yu Shutong's eyes slightly sore.

One day six years ago, in order to please the man around her, she took the initiative to remove the gray and white decoration style of this bedroom, and replaced it with the same decoration style as in front of her.

The man beside her was furious. Since then, she has never changed anything in this villa, not even a single grass.

"It's not nice, it's too warm and uncomfortable."

Yu Shutong quickly hid his exposed emotions, with a cold face, he helped Qin Beilian continue to walk inside.

When she got to the bed, the framed photo on the bedside table caught her attention.

"Tongtong, I'm back."

After Qin Beilian lay down on the bed, he turned his head skillfully and looked at the photo frame on the bedside table.

"Good night, Tongtong."

Standing by the bed, Yu Shutong watched him reach out his hand, caressing the photo frame gently, smiled slightly at the photo frame, said good night before lying down, and closed his eyes.

(Qin Beilian, what do you mean by doing this?)

Yu Shutong's two hands hanging by his side unconsciously clenched into fists.

Staring at the person lying flat on the bed, sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed, Yu Shutong roared angrily in his heart.

"Tongtong, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

The man didn't respond. After Yu Shutong calmed down, he turned around and planned to go downstairs to the sofa for the night.

As soon as she turned around, the man who was lying on the bed and sleeping like a dead man suddenly moved.

A hand gripped her wrist tightly.

Yu Shutong was forced to turn her head back. The man opened his eyes at some point, frowning, and stared at her uneasily.

"Don't go, don't leave me again, just stay by my side, okay?"

"Qin Beilian, don't make me look down on you."

Yu Shutong managed to calm down, but because of Qin Beilian's two words, he became a little irritable again.

Qin Beilian's hands gripped him like iron pliers, Yu Shutong's wrists hurt slightly, his brows twitched, so he couldn't stop doing anything, and slapped the man's neck fiercely.

"The ears are finally quiet."

Qin Beilian's hand immediately softened like noodles, Yu Shutong heaved a sigh of relief, pressed the center of his eyebrows, and left the bedroom as if fleeing.

"Mommy, where are you now?"

As soon as Yu Shutong lay down on the sofa downstairs, he received a call from Yu Qingya.

When the phone was connected, a soft and anxious voice came to her ears, followed by Yu Qingya's words: "Xiao Yu'er, Xiao Xuanxuan woke up in the middle of the night and found that you were not there. I was very worried. If you want to know what you did, I can't hold back the little guy, so I have to tell the truth."

"Qing Ya, thank you for your hard work."

Yu Shutong greeted Yu Qingya and hurriedly comforted the little guy.

"Xiao Xuanxuan, Mommy is fine."

Yu Lexuan breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and asked Yu Shutong seriously: "Mum, are you with that scumbag Qin Beilian now? Don't try to deceive your son."

"Mommy. Mommy is in Guanlan now."

Yu Shutong was planning to say something casually, but when he heard the little guy's serious questioning tone, he was immediately frightened, and confessed honestly.

"What, you are in Guanlan now, that scumbag's villa."

Hearing the word Guanlan, Yu Lexuan instantly exploded like a hedgehog.

"Mum, did that scumbag bully you?"

"Little Yu'er, how can you go back to Guanlan with that scumbag Qin Beilian in the middle of the night."

Yu Qingya followed suit.

Yu Shutong's cochleas were itchy from the shock of the big one and the small one.

"Qin Beilian's wound is infected and he has a fever. It's fine if I don't bully him."

After Yu Shutong finished speaking, he was relieved to hear the big and small on the other side of the phone.

"Mum, that scumbag, how is he doing now?"

After a moment of silence on the phone, Yu Shutong suddenly heard the little guy's tone of voice and asked him about Qin Beilian's situation.

The little guy's tone made Yu Shutong feel a pain in his heart, as if a needle had been pierced into his heart.

Although the little guy is usually very cheerful, she still feels that the little guy longs for his father's love in his heart.

She is a dereliction of duty mommy, she brought the little one into this world, but she couldn't give the little one a complete family.

"Zhao Muyun from Xuanjing Hospital came here and prescribed some anti-inflammatory and fever-reducing medicines. The man has already taken the medicine. He should sleep well tonight and he should be fine tomorrow morning."

Yu Lexuan's gripped heart instantly relaxed, he pouted his lips, and continued to talk to Yu Shutong with an arrogant face: "I'm not caring about that scumbag, I'm asking this because of Little Xingxing, Mommy, can you Do not misunderstand."

After five o'clock in the morning, Qin Beilian woke up, glanced at the clock and photo frame on the bedside table, picked up the phone and opened the address book.

"President, are you better now? Is Miss Yu still with you? Do you need to call Aunt Qin to come and take care of you?"

Yu Zichu was drowsy, and a hoarse voice reached Qin Beilian's ears. Qin Beilian's head flicked, and some blurred images gradually became clear in his mind.

"Yu Manhua sent me back to Guanlan last night?"

"Yes, you have a fever. Ms. Yu was worried about you, so she sent you back to Guanlan."

How dare Yu Zichu report the truth: President, you stuck to Ms. Yu like a dog skin plaster last night. Ms. Yu had no choice but to send you back to Guanlan.