Fu Shaoyang is Fu Shaoyang, who kills all directions in the mall, and is even more confident in front of his wife.

In this regard, Ye Wenwen bowed to the wind.

"Okay, okay, you're, are you? I'm a little sleepy and want to get some sleep. Ye Wenwen didn't want to discuss it anymore, so she pulled the quilt over her head to stop Fu Shaoyang from continuing to talk at length.

Fu Shaoyang looked at the bulging mass beside him with a dark face, and lifted her quilt, "You have been sleeping all day, Ye Wenwen, are you a pig?" ”

She slept for almost twenty hours a day for 24 hours.

"What can I do? It's just sleepy......" Ye Wenwen pretended to yawn, in fact, she was not sleepy, but she didn't want to discuss with Fu Shaoyang whether he was a good husband and father.

Fu Shaoyang grabbed her from the bed, "Sleepy, right?" Do some exercise that is good for your body and mind, and you won't be sleepy. ”

He looked at her with a smile, the light in his eyes was obvious, Ye Wenwen was so frightened that he shrank back, "No, I'm injured!" ”

"You're hurting your face, not anywhere else, and I'm not going to touch your face."

It didn't take long for the sound of a blushing heartbeat ringing in the room, which lasted for a long, long time.

Compared with their lingering affection, Han Tianyou, who had just woken up in the hospital, was not so lucky.

Han Dong had no connections, and he couldn't find the old professor to operate on his son, and he almost went crazy when he saw the sequelae of Han Tianyou's leg.

When Han Tianyou woke up, Han Dong's eyes were red, and he was very haggard.

But one night, he looked like he was more than ten years old.

"Dad, why are you ......" Han Tianyou opened his mouth weakly, but he was involved in the wound, and he immediately looked at his leg in fear.

His leg was wrapped in a thick gauze, but despite this, the white gauze oozed a dark red bloodstain, and the wound under the gauze gave out a piercing pain after the anesthetic time.

He suddenly recalled the scene before the incident, when he was surrounded and beaten by five tall and muscular men, and smashed him into the knee with an iron bar.

The whole person suddenly struggled and writhed wildly, as if he wanted to peel off the gauze on his knees: "What's wrong with my leg?" Dad, what's wrong with my leg? ”

His reaction was beyond Han Dong's imagination, he pressed Han Tianyou hard, and hurriedly replied: "It's okay, your legs are fine, son, don't get excited!" ”

"Then why does it hurt so much? How could those people be okay if they hit me on the knee with an iron rod? Han Tianyou is not a fool, he remembers it too clearly, even the sound of bones shattering.

Those people have a twelve-point poison, and they just want his life!

"Smash with an iron rod?" Han Dong couldn't believe what he heard, "Who did you offend and let them do this to you?" Didn't you go to celebrate your birthday? What's going on? ”

He had already called the police for his son and made some notes, and the police went back, but there was no news so far, saying that he would understand the situation when Han Tianyou woke up.

Han Tianyou's eyes were red with hatred, and his fists slammed into the bed.

Dealing with him to Lu Qingyun was as simple as pinching an ant to death, so before his people made a move, they also conveyed Lu Qingyun's words to make him understand.

"Dad, what is the origin of Ye Wenwen's boyfriend?" He grabbed Han Dong and asked urgently.