"Huh...... Miss Wen is talking to herself here, bullying a patient, this is the style of your Wen family. Gao Lang opened his eyes and looked at Wen Jingdao.

didn't expect to get an answer, Wen Jing was frightened, and stared straight at Gao Lang: "Aren't you unconscious?"

Gao Lang glanced at Wen Jing and did not answer what she said, and the moment he half sat up, his brows furrowed.

Wen Jing was not mistaken, Gao Lang was actually uncomfortable, but he was calm and light, looking at him silently, and suddenly felt that he was a little pitiful.

How could she have such a thought in her head?

A man who sits on a huge business empire! A man who goes out and is feared and admired by everyone, and the domestic servants are also rushing forward and back, how can she feel that such a person is pitiful, but it is her, she is the pitiful person, right?

Gao Lang looked at Wen Jing suspiciously, and the expression on his face was complicated and changeable: "It's a pity that you don't want to be a Sichuan Opera actor." ”

"Sichuan Opera, why?" subconsciously asked rhetorically, and when he saw Gao Lang's pale face, Wen Jing's words unconsciously softened.

"Change your face. Two words came out of Gao Lang's mouth coldly.

Wen Jing paused, looked at Gao Lang, even if she barely squeezed out a smile, she couldn't do it: "You are really ...... You are scolding me all the time, you say that since you hate me so much and are so unwilling to get along with me, why did you agree to get married in the first place, even if you are married, you can stay away from me. ”

"Your property must be more than just this, why do you have to come back?" Wen Jing accentuated.

Gao Lang looked at Wen Jing, his eyes were cold.

"Madame, you didn't take my words to heart at all. ”

It was Sister-in-law Zhou's voice.

The corner of Wen Jing's eyes swept to the door, and saw Sister-in-law Zhou walking to Gao Lang's bed with a bowl, since there was someone in the room, there was no need for her to stay.

"Where is Madame going?" Sister-in-law Zhou looked at Wen Jing, and quietly handed her the bowl in her hand and said, "You are the young master's wife, and it is your duty to be a wife for things like feeding medicine." ”

"But...... I ......" Wen Jing looked at Sister-in-law Zhou, and did not say anything after a few detours of refusal, looking at Gao Lang, expecting his refusal.

Gao Lang didn't seem to notice Wen Jing's eyes at all, and he had no intention of speaking for the time being.

Unable to wait for Gao Lang to speak, Wen Jing suppressed the fluctuating emotions in her heart, looked at Sister-in-law Zhou and said: "When people are sick, they need a good environment to raise, and the people who take care of them around them must also be the ones who make them comfortable...... It doesn't seem to be a ......."

"Feeding medicine is indeed what you, a wife, should do. Gao Lang suddenly interrupted Wen Jing's words, looking at her with a dark look in his eyes.

"You ......"

Looking at each other, Wen Jing suddenly didn't understand Gao Lang's intentions, he didn't hate her very much?

"Take care of me until my injuries heal. This sentence is not a discussion, but a direct conclusion.

Wen Jing was stunned for a moment, looking at Gao Lang for a long time and couldn't speak, the emotional ups and downs in her heart were only known to her.

Sister-in-law Zhou nodded, looked at Gao Lang distressedly, and then said, "I will order them to go down and let them not disturb the young master as much as possible." ”

Seeing that Sister-in-law Zhou finished speaking, she turned around and left, Wen Jing was stunned, until the bowl in her hand was tilted and the medicinal juice splashed on her hand, she came back to her senses, and looked at Gao Lang thoughtfully for a while: "Why do you want me to take care of you?"

"There is no why. Gao Lang took the bowl from Wen Jing's hand, drank the medicine in the bowl in one gulp, and said without changing his face.

Wen Jing shook her head, she didn't believe Gao Lang's words, and suddenly, her eyes widened, and she looked straight at him and said, "I know, you let me take care of you, you must have thought of some bad idea to bully me again." ”

Gao Lang looked at Wen Jing for a while, nodded, closed his eyes and said instantly: "You're not too stupid." ”

He confessed, so easily!

Even if Wen Jing said this, she didn't really accept it in her heart, she was coldly recognized, she only felt that she was holding a breath in her chest, and she couldn't relieve it, she clenched her fists, and her words were full of depression: "You're glad that you are a patient now!"

Footsteps rang out and disappeared......

Gao Lang opened his eyes and looked at the direction Wen Jing left, there was no other look on his face, and his eyes were dark and terrifying.

In the courtyard, Wen Jing stomped her feet, roared in a low voice, the depression in her heart still existed, and she clenched the handle of the chair, looking embarrassed.

Wu Wei walked into the courtyard and saw this scene, it seemed that it was the first time he saw Wen Jing angry, her image at this moment was a little different from before, but it was more distinct, making him have a moment of trance.

Wen Yue looked at Wu Wei and then at Wen Jing, and smiled coldly, her voice was not big or small, enough for the two of them to hear: "Mr. Wu's eyes looking at Wen Jing give me an illusion, could it be that Mr. Wu has thoughts about a married woman?"

Wu Wei retracted his gaze and glanced at Wen Yue coldly: "You said you were coming to visit your sister, I brought you here." ”

Wen Yue hooked the corners of her lips, glanced at Wu Wei out of the corner of her eyes, walked towards Wen Jing, stood beside her, and whispered: "As soon as I came, I saw that you were angry, and I was relieved to see that you were not doing well." ”

The voice was so familiar that even if she went to hell, she would remember, "Why are you here?"

Wen Yue didn't care about the unwelcome in Wen Jing's words, nor did she care that she didn't give her a straight look: "I came to care about you...... It's not good. ”

The impatience and ridicule in Wen Jing's eyes flashed, and she turned to look at Wen Yue: "Marrying a man you admire and admire, how can I have a bad life." ”

Wu Wei approached, heard Wen Jing's words coldly, and looked at her with a change in his eyes.

Wen Yue glanced at Wu Wei out of the corner of her eyes, and her voice was much higher: "I do admire Gao Lang very much, but since you marry him, I will naturally bless you, and I hope you can be well, after all, you are my sister." ”

Wen Jing's brows moved, and the mockery in Wen Yue's eyes became more and more obvious.

Wen Yue took a deep breath and turned to look at Wu Wei: "I was relieved to see that my sister was safe and sound, and there seemed to be no one else here." ”

"I have a meeting later, so I can't stay longer, sister, I'll come to see you another day, and our sisters have a good time. After Wen Yue finished speaking, he walked away, and when he walked past Wu Wei's side, he stayed for a short time, and finally left.

Wu Wei ignored Wen Yue's departure, his eyes were always on Wen Jing's body, and he looked at all the expressions on her face seriously: "The relationship between you and your sister doesn't seem to be good. ”