Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

When Song Xiuyuan was able to get out of bed and walk around by himself, he heard Ning Yichu calling Murong Rong in the living room to ask for leave.

He stood for a while through the crack of the door, and then walked all the way into the bathroom with the help of the wall.

There was a pot of millet porridge warming in the kitchen, when Ning Yichu heard the movement, he looked into the bedroom and saw that he was no longer on the bed.

She ran to the bathroom door and waited for a while, but she still didn't see Song Xiuyuan coming out of the bathroom.

So Ning Yichu reached out and knocked on the door; "Song Xiuyuan, if there is nothing wrong with you, get out and don't fall into my bathroom, I can't help you up."

There was a muffled hum from inside, Ning Yichu was worried, he didn't want to push lightly, and the door opened.

What caught my eye was Song Xiuyuan's naked appearance.

Ning Yichu hurriedly turned around and scolded, "Song Xiuyuan, are you sick?"

Song Xiuyuan looked innocent, "I'm sweating a lot and feel uncomfortable, why don't I take a bath?"

"No!" Ning Yichu was furious, "Don't you know why you are sweating?"

Song Xiuyuan began to play dumb, "Why? Could it be that we..."

Ning Yichu's intuition was wrong, and he was afraid that his dog would spit out some outrageous words again.

She hurriedly interrupted him, "I'm not feeling well and I can't take a bath, put on your clothes quickly, you're going to catch another cold, Xiaobao really won't have a daddy."

"Oh." Song Xiuyuan was obedient, and quickly put on his clothes and stood in front of Ning Yichu again.

Ning Yichu felt an indescribable sense of powerlessness, "You can walk and jump, right? Then go get the porridge and drink it yourself."

"You cooked it for me?"

"nonsense!"

Song Xiuyuan moved slowly to the kitchen, he also wanted to jump up, but his body didn't allow it.

Ning Yichu murmured in his heart, he would have known that he would not ask for leave.

When he looked up again, Song Xiuyuan came out holding a bowl, Ning Yichu took a closer look, it was empty.

She was a little irritable, "Where's the porridge?"

Song Xiuyuan frowned, "Don't move."

Ning Yichu "..."

So Ning Yichu finally had to continue serving him porridge.

"Can you hold the spoon?"

Song Xiuyuan nodded, knowing in his heart that everything should be done in moderation, and there will be no good fruit for taking things lightly.

Ning Yichu looked at him obediently eating the porridge, thinking that there is no big problem, and he should not die in a while.

She reminded, "Let your driver come and pick you up after you finish your porridge."

Song Xiuyuan didn't say a word, and drank the porridge even more slowly.

"Did you hear what I said?"

Song Xiuyuan put on a show and nodded lightly, but in fact he didn't intend to leave here at all.

There are no major issues in the company recently, and it is natural for someone to take care of trivial matters. It is rare for him to have a few days of leisure.

What's more, he fell ill under Ning Yichu's nose, it was as if God was helping him.

This is much better than drinking indiscriminately outside.

No matter how heartless Ning Yichu is, he can't call the police and let the police take care of him.

Song Xiuyuan's thoughts suddenly became lively, and he decided to pretend to be "poor, weak and helpless" to the end.

He thought, if Ning Yichu can cook porridge for him, then he can cook for him, and if he can cook for him, he can warm his bed.

Things always come step by step.

He is in no hurry.

Song Xiuyuan continued to drink porridge, while Ning Yichu held his mobile phone to reply to the buyer's message on the second-hand platform.

Buyers are all urging her to "ship".

Ning Yichu found it strange that the time and place for picking up the goods had not been confirmed yet, why everyone was urging her to order "delivered" in such a hurry.

She didn't dare to mess around, and wanted to ask for details, but no one replied to her.

What are you doing?

Ning Yichu was at a loss, but Song Xiuyuan who was at the side secretly watched her reaction, taking advantage of Ning Yichu not noticing his gap, he was secretly happy.

How could she have thought that those so-called "buyers" were all arranged by him?

It's just that he casually used a few boring people under his hands, and it was effortless.

So the things are still his, but he wants to use another way to fill up Ning Yichu's small coffers.

To Song Xiuyuan, this little money was nothing at all, it was just to make Ning Yichu happy.

Ke Ning became more and more uneasy when he thought about it at the beginning, but he hesitated for a few minutes, and then refunded everyone one by one.

After that, it was quickly removed from the shelves and deleted all "commodities", even a was uninstalled.

After a while of operation, Ning Yichu only felt like a psychopath.

After spending so much effort, nothing changed in the end, Song Xiuyuan still managed to stay, and even lay on her bed in a stately manner for the whole night.

Come to think of it, his sudden fever should be his retribution!

Thinking of this, Ning Yichu finally felt better.

If there is cause and effect in this world, the retribution on Song Xiuyuan should not be as simple as making him have a fever.

Song Xiuyuan really drank this bowl of porridge for a long time.

Ning Yichu was so waited that he dozed off.

"Are you a pigeon? You pecked slowly?" Ning Yichu couldn't stand it any longer. The bowl of porridge was obviously cold, but there were still a few mouthfuls left in the bowl.

Song Xiuyuan looked at Ning Yichu desperately, and didn't move.

Ning Yichu narrowed his eyes slightly, Xiaobao's fever is not as difficult as this one.

"It's fine if you can't drink it." Ning Yichu said impatiently, "Hurry up and make a call with your mobile phone, and ask your driver to pick it up quickly. I can't tolerate you at this moment."

Song Xiuyuan was thinking about how to delay it, so he just continued to pretend to be dead.

So, he got up and took two steps. The phone was still on the bed. He moved it to the bedroom, then fell on the bed and never got up again.

No matter how Ning Yichu scolded him, he just pretended not to hear it.

Ning Yichu couldn't bear it anymore, "Song Xiuyuan, you play with me like this, right?"

Song Xiuyuan was very sober, if he hadn't really been cornered, he wouldn't have made such a foolish move.

He looked at Ning Yichu in a daze, and said, "Can you sympathize with me, I am already like this, I am so sick..."

Ning Yichu laughed and said, "What's the matter? I think you're doing fine."

"Qingzi..." Song Xiuyuan's lips turned pale slightly, "Does it mean that you treat me only after I die?"

Ning Yichu suddenly stopped moving.

Some of her buried deep memories seemed to be exploded all of a sudden.

She seemed to have asked Song Xiuyuan similar things back then.

Is it only after she dies that she can leave him?

She suddenly calmed down, sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out her hand to caress Song Xiuyuan's face, and felt a little hot.

She said softly, "How could it be? You have never felt the despair I felt back then. You just suffered a little setback from me for a short time. I just don't forgive you, and I just don't want to continue entanglement with you. What kind of setback is it? Song Xiuyuan, don't act miserable in front of me easily, as I said, all the tricks you can use are useless to me."

Ning Yichu's words were extremely cold, as if he had changed in an instant, "Also, I know, it is impossible for you to be willing to die."