Chapter 873

Fu Nanli clasped her hand and picked up the clothes on one side. His voice was low and bewitching: "does this mean that I still need to work harder?"

Wenjo's head was buzzing.

"Don't read my words blindly."

Fu Nanli helped her put on her jacket with a round collar, which could not block the traces in her neck. He didn't have silk scarves here. What's more, Wen Qiao was so big and didn't use such a lady's piece.

After breakfast, he got on the bus and was about to arrive at Yuannan mansion when the car stopped at the gate of a silk boutique. Fu Nanli got out of the car and bought a silk scarf, which was tied around Wenqiao's neck.

Wenjo: why wear this

Fu Nanli: "you don't want to wear it, so people in Yuannan mansion know what we did last night from top to bottom?"

He said to help her untie the silk scarf.

Wenjo pressed his hand: "wear it."

When he got to Yuannan mansion, Wenqiao got off the bus and saw several luxury cars parked in the yard, "is there anyone else coming?"

"A lot of people have come."

Wenqiao covered the shawl in his neck and felt that he should not have followed him.

As soon as I entered the mansion, I saw Fu Nanli's cousin, cousin, mother's aunt, and Shen Tian.

It's so neat that everyone is here.

After all, the old lady was not feeling well, and they did not dare to neglect it.

Ye minqiu took a cup of warm boiled water and said, "Mom, drink some."

The old lady sat on the bed and drank water. Her face was not very happy.

The doctor from Fu's private hospital examined the old lady: "it's still an old problem. Take the medicine as usual. Haicheng is wet. Don't stop the medicine recently."

Ye Minchun pressed the temple for the old lady: "otherwise, you will live in the north for some time? That one is not wet. "

The old lady glanced at her and said, "I don't know anyone there. What does the old woman do when she lives alone in a place unfamiliar with human life?"

When ye Minchun knew that the old lady was not feeling well, he would not show mercy. He could only eat a shriveled confession: "I'll suggest that you don't want to go, and we won't force you to go."

"You're just mindless advice." The old lady's tone was lazy, and she was talking about her little girl.

"Yes, yes, I have no brain."

The old lady raised her eyes to see Fu Nanli and waved: "Nanli, come here."

They saw the two people standing at the door of the room. Fu Nanli took people to the bedside and asked, "are you ok?"

"It's old. It's nothing."

Wenqiao saw the old lady's face a little pale, the whole person was very haggard, rheumatism is really a pestering disease.

"Here comes Joe."

Wenqiao obediently called out her grandmother, and the old lady's face suddenly looked much better. She pointed to Ji Xianzheng and Chu Qingyou: "if you can both bring people to see me, I'm in a good mood, and my body will follow."

Ji Xianzheng: "didn't I bring Shen Tian here?"

Chu Qingyou: "I brought my mother here."

Old lady: "you two go out!"

They did not move and stood there to compensate the old lady.

Ye minqiu gently beat her leg: "I'll talk about them later."

"It would be better if you could let them bring me my granddaughter-in-law."

Ji Xianzheng and Chu Qingyou look at each other, how to come back to mention this matter, the old lady is really endless.

Ye minqiu thought, you can forgive me, your own son can't live, how can you manage other people's son?

The old lady waved to Wenqiao: "Little Joe, come and sit down."

Wenjo was just about to pass.

The silk scarf in her neck was tied by Fu Nanli for her, and the knot was tied at the back. Of course, it was because he had never helped anyone to tie the silk scarf, and wenjo didn't think it was bad to wear it.

Ye minqiu disdained to pull a: "how does this silk scarf tie into such a way?"

It was a loose button, and the silk scarf was slippery. With such a pull, the button was loose. Wenqiao sat by the old lady's bed with an empty neck, and the whole silk scarf fell into ye minqiu's hands.

All eyes fell on wenjo's neck.

Fu Nanli originally wanted to block it, but he found that it was useless. There was a sense of powerlessness at 360 degrees, and there was no way to block his sight.

Wenqiao's neck was cold, his heart suddenly followed by a cluttering, this