Genius Mengbao: Wife, please remarry

"Xiao Cheng, accompany An An and Xiao Xuanxuan back to the room to sleep."

Thinking that Yu Lexing still needed this man, Yu Shutong finally gritted his teeth and gave in.

"Xiao An'an and I went back to the room to sleep, you are not allowed to bully my mommy."

Before Yu Lexuan and Xiao Cheng left, his eyes turned between Yu Shutong and Qin Beilian.

The little guy was worried that Yu Shutong and Qin Beiyi would be alone together, so he warned Qin Beilian with a stern face, and then left with Xiao Cheng.

Yu Shutong changed into comfortable home clothes and went to the kitchen to cook noodles.

When she finished cooking the noodles, Qin Beilian had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

"You bastard, you're hungry, do you want some noodles?"

Yu Shutong stood in front of the sofa holding the steaming noodles, staring down at the man, frowning angrily.

"No, don't leave me."

It's already November, and even with the heating on, it's still a bit cold to sleep at night without a quilt.

Worried that the man would freeze to death on the sofa, Yu Shutong put the noodle bowl in her hand on the coffee table, and was about to go to the bedroom to get a quilt to cover the man, when she just turned around when someone grabbed her arm from behind.

"Qin Beilian, let go."

Yu Shutong stopped, turned her head and stared at the man lying on the sofa with displeasure.

"Manman, don't go, don't leave me."

Qin Beilian's eyes were tightly closed, as if he didn't hear what Yu Shutong said just now, he spoke on his own, and held Yu Shutong's arm tightly.

"Cold, so cold."

Hearing Qin Beilian's cry of coldness, Yu Shutong opened his eyes and observed carefully, only to find that the man's brows were furrowed, the expression on his face was painful, and his body was still shaking.

"Qin Beilian, you have a fever."

Yu Shutong squatted down, reached out to touch the man's forehead, and was scalded by the scalding temperature of the man's forehead.

"There are antipyretics at home, let go, I'll get you some antipyretics."

"It's so cold."

Qin Beilian seemed to be burnt out, closed his eyes, kept shouting cold, and felt that there was a heat source around him, so he stretched out his other hand to Yu Shutong.

Seeing that he was so sick, Yu Shutong didn't guard against him, and was immediately hugged tightly in his arms.

The hot temperature on the man's body made her uncomfortable.

"Qin Beilian, if you don't want to be burned into a fool, let me go."

Seeing that the man was burnt out, Yu Shutong tried his best to support his body with one hand, and patted the man's hot face twice with the other hand.

Feeling the pain, Qin Beilian slowly opened his eyes and stared at Yu Shutong in a daze.

When he found Yu Shutong in his arms, Qin Beilian was obviously taken aback.

"Finally woke up. When you wake up, get up and eat the noodles. I'll get you some antipyretics."

Qin Beilian came back to his senses, and let go of his hands reluctantly.

Watching Yu Shutong turn around to get the medicine, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he stretched out his hand happily to pick up the noodles on the coffee table.

Yu Shutong found antipyretics, returned to the living room, and found that the noodles in the man's bowl had bottomed out.

She was looking for antipyretics, but it took five or six minutes at most.

At this speed, the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

"Qin Beilian, you haven't eaten in several lifetimes. You have a stomachache and a fever. If you eat so fast, you're not afraid of choking yourself to death."

"No, the noodles cooked by Manman are smooth and soft, delicious."

These words came from Qin Beilian's heart.

Although it is an ordinary bowl of noodles, it tastes like home and is delicious.

"I think Qin always eats too much delicacies from mountains and seas."

Yu Shutong put the antipyretics and boiled water on the tea table.

"This is antipyretic medicine, two tablets at a time, three times a day, after eating the noodles, take the antipyretic medicine by myself."

After giving Qin Beilian an order, Yu Shutong turned around and walked towards his bedroom.

It was a bit late, Qin Beilian thought she was tired and wanted to go back to the room to rest, although he was reluctant, but did not make any more entanglements.

In less than a minute, Yu Shutong came out of the bedroom with a set of quilts in his arms.

Seeing the quilt in Yu Shutong's hand, Qin Beilian's eyes lit up, and he cheered up instantly.

Although the woman's words were not pleasant, she still cared about him in her heart.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't care about you."

Yu Shutong walked to the sofa and threw the quilt in Qin Beilian's hand.

"Boss Qin has a noble status. I'm worried that if Boss Qin hangs here, I'll be in trouble."

"Understood, good night."

Qin Beilian hugged the quilt exuding a faint fragrance, and watched Yu Shutong go back to the room with a smile on his face. After Yu Shutong entered the room, he closed the door with a bang, and then he looked away reluctantly. back.

On the highway from Yushi back to Xuanjing.

"Yu Manhua!"

While queuing to get off the expressway, Shen Jiayan took out her mobile phone and looked through Weibo, and a few popular information pushed by Weibo came into her sight.

[#蓝蓝娱乐#: Zhang’s mansion held a private auction today, and the mistress of the Mo Group and the internationally renowned screenwriter Yu Manhua appeared in Zhang’s mansion together. 】

[#爱尚娱乐#: Mrs. Qiu Mingzhen of the Mo Group and gold medal screenwriter Yu Manhua appeared in a well-known high-end Chinese restaurant together today. The relationship between the two seems to be very good. 】

Several push messages were accompanied by high-definition photos of Qiu Mingzhen and Yu Shutong together.

Shen Jiayan stared at the screen of her mobile phone, seeing Qiu Mingzhen in the photo smiling all over her face, not rejecting Yu Shutong at all, she gritted her teeth angrily.

That bitch Yu Manhua snatched Bei Lian from her, and even wanted to snatch Qiu Mingzhen away.

After passing the toll booth, Shen Jiayan stepped on the accelerator heavily, and the red Lamborghini sports car ran like lightning on the urban road.

The old house of the Mo family.

When Qiu Mingzhen returned home, it was almost nine o'clock in the evening.

"Old Mo, hasn't Yanyan come back from the location?"

There was no sign of Shen Jiayan anywhere in the house, Qiu Mingzhen frowned a little worriedly.

Mo Taihua sat on the sofa and read a magazine. Hearing his wife's nervous tone, he took the magazine away from his eyes.

"Yanyan is an adult, she can take care of herself, don't worry so much."

"Old Mo, why do I feel that you are a little indifferent to our daughter?"

Qiu Mingzhen was very dissatisfied with her husband's words.

"Over the years, Yanyan has been wandering alone and suffered a lot. We managed to find Yanyan back. We should pay more attention to Yanyan."

Mo Taihua neither refuted Qiu Mingzhen's words, nor responded to Qiu Mingzhen's words, and looked away from Qiu Mingzhen with a complicated look in his eyes.

For some reason, he really didn't like that girl at all.

"Xiao Tao, call Miss and ask her where she is now."

"If the lady is still on location, arrange a driver to pick the lady back."

"Yes, sir."

After Xiaotao responded to Mo Taihua, she was about to call Shen Jiayan, and Shen Jiayan walked into the living room with a limited edition bag on her heels.

"Miss, you are back."

Shen Jiayan cast a cold glance at Xiaotao, and walked directly past Xiaotao.