After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

"Drunk?" Fu Yanhe raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at her meaningfully: "Do you think you are drunk?"

Shen Yanhe blinked and asked tentatively, "Isn't it?"

She remembered that after she took Shi Weipingan to another lounge, she felt dizzy and hot, just like when she drank too much wine that day.

So I told Song Shiwei not to act rashly, and she huddled on the sofa and waited for the alcohol to pass, but then she felt that the alcohol had not passed, and it was getting hotter and hotter, and then...

The expression on Shen Yanhe's face gradually became serious.

It didn't feel like being drunk, on the contrary, it was something that added to the fun.

Almost instantly, Shen Yanhe remembered the glass of wine that Xia Ran stopped her and asked her to drink when she was in a hurry to find Song Shiwei.

She didn't expect that Xia Ran would be so courageous to drug Qi Yunqian at her engagement banquet.

Careless.

Fu Yanhe carefully observed the expression on her face, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "Remember?"

Shen Yanhe's cheeks were flushed, and she felt that her face was burning. She used her palm as a fan, and after fanning, she looked at him awkwardly, then lowered her eyes very quickly, and hummed in a low voice.

"When I was away, what did you eat? What did you drink? Who gave you food?" Fu Yanhe asked again.

Shen Yanhe raised her eyes and looked at him: "I told you, will you help me clean her up?"

She didn't think that Fu Yanhe would take action against Xia Ran because of her.

Before, Xia Ran was treated coldly because Xia Ran provoked her.

But she was still his former fiancée, how could he take care of the fiancée who had feelings for her in name, wife without feelings?

Fu Yanhe nodded slightly, his voice was very calm but unquestionable: "Of course, you are my wife now, and I have an obligation to help you avenge."

Shen Yanhe leaned back on the pillow, her eyes drooped, her delicate and soft white face was a little fragile, and she said word by word: "Xiaran's wine."

She explained: "I was stopped by her when I was in a hurry to go to the toilet. She said that she would apologize to me for what she said before, and offered me a glass of wine. I drank it thinking that I would calm things down."

But who would have thought that Xia Ran would be so courageous that she would dare to dispense medicine at the engagement banquet, and even deliver the medicine to her in person?

Shen Yanhe closed her eyes, feeling a little annoyed in her heart. In the final analysis, she was used to living a peaceful life and her vigilance weakened. This time she learned a lesson.

She opened her eyes, her cat pupils were watery, she looked at Fu Yanhe innocently and slightly wronged, she deliberately said: "What I said is true, husband, you believe me."

There was no surprise on Fu Yanhe's face, nor did he distrust her. Instead, he said, "I don't distrust you."

He's not stupid. The moment he saw Xia Ran appear, he already guessed that this matter must have been written by that woman.

What's more, the moment he saw the surveillance, he had already put Shen Yanhe in his heart.

"I'll take care of her, you have a good rest first." Fu Yanhe patted her hand lightly through the quilt, and it was rare that he didn't sneer at Shen Yanhe, and his attitude could be called kind.

However, Shen Yanhe felt as if he had seen a ghost, and almost couldn't maintain the deliberately aggrieved expression on his face.

she:"……"

what happened?

Fu Yanhe changed when he woke up?

Why do you think he is weird?

Fu Yanhe noticed the expression on her face, raised his brows slightly, but didn't say anything, just let her have a good rest, and urged the wheelchair to go out.

"Hey, hey! Wait." Seeing that he was going to leave, Shen Yanhe remembered that he hadn't been prescribed any new medicine, nor had he been given the injection tonight, so he hurried to catch up.

When her bandaged foot stepped on the ground, she frowned at the tingling pain from the sole of her foot, but she didn't take it seriously, and walked towards Fu Yanhe with bare feet like a normal person: "I'll go back with you."

"Have you finished the medicine I prescribed for you? You need to drink new medicine today and give you a second injection."

"And you have to apply medicine to your face today..."

The moment Fu Yanhe heard her voice, he stopped the wheelchair, and when he turned his head and saw Shen Yanhe walking on the ground barefoot, his complexion instantly sank.

Silently urging the wheelchair to come to her, he stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, with a cold voice and gnashing of teeth: "Shen Yanhe, you don't want your feet anymore?"

Doesn't she know that her foot is still injured?

Shen Yanhe sat on Fu Yanhe's lap, stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied: "Yes, I don't feel pain..."

Her voice slowly disappeared amidst Fu Yanhe's increasingly ugly face.

She keenly felt that if she continued to speak, there would be very serious consequences, so she simply shut up and sat on his lap like a quail.

"Why don't you continue talking? Shen Yanhe, if you don't want the legs, you can just saw off the legs and donate them to those in need." Fu Yanhe looked at her with a sneer smile and sarcastically said.

"If you are so anxious to apply the antidote to me, do you think I will die of poison tonight, or do you think my face is so ugly that you can't bear it?"

Shen Yanhe: "..."

Well, it's still the one she's familiar with, Fu Yanhe, who has a poisonous mouth, and he would curse himself once he got poisoned.

With a cold face, Fu Yanhe pushed the wheelchair back to the hospital bed: "Climb up by yourself."

Shen Yanhe was told a bit by him, and she honestly wanted to climb onto the bed, but the moment she moved, a pair of warm and big hands passed through her armpits, lifted her up easily, and gently lifted her put it on the bed.

The owner of those warm and cool hands is still taunting her: "It's hard to even climb a bed, where do you have the strength to give me needles? You want to kill me so that you can inherit the legacy of the Fu family?"

Shen Yanhe put on a dull face: "..."

Ah yes yes yes you are right.

Seeing her unlovable appearance, a faint smile flashed in Fu Yanhe's eyes, and the smile quickly disappeared.

"Shen Yanhe, don't cause me unnecessary trouble." Fu Yanhe looked at her with a very calm expression, "I don't like trouble."

"So tonight, you stay in the hospital for observation overnight, and I will pick you up tomorrow."

When he heard that he didn't like trouble, Shen Yanhe tightly gripped the quilt, lay back on the bed obediently, and sighed: "Okay."

Seeing that she had no intention of getting out of bed, Fu Yanhe left at ease. Before leaving, he called the housekeeper of the manor: "Uncle Liu, arrange a maid to come to Ancheng Private Hospital to take care of the young lady."

"Yes, sir."

After making arrangements for Shen Yanhe's side, Fu Yanhe returned to the manor.

As soon as he was pushed into the hall by the three parties, a teacup was thrown towards him, accompanied by Jiang Yun's angry voice: "Fu Yanhe! Is that why you protect your sister like that?"