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Gong Wan’er was unable to resist, his face suddenly flushed red, he placed the cup in his hand next to Mo Zhaoyun's mouth and stuttered: "Drink, drink."

"Esteemed wangfei, this isn't how I meant to drink water." Mo Zhaoyun looked at Gong Wan’er with a smile that was not a smile, took the cup of water from her hands, lowered her head and took a sip, then placed the cup of water to the side.

Initially, Gong Wan’er was a little worried that Mo Zhaoyun would do something rash, but after seeing him drink water, he felt a little relieved.

Only, as soon as Gong Wan’er relaxed, she felt her arm being grabbed, and then being pulled forward with all her strength, she was caught unprepared, and her entire body fell into Mo Zhaoyun's embrace.

Mo Zhaoyun looked at her daughter in his arms, looked at her captivating red lips, and kissed them.

"Ugh …"

With his lips pried open, Gong Wan’er let out a muffled cry. Mo Zhaoyun stared at her with a mischievous smile in his eyes, the water in his mouth flowed down the two people's lips, as if it had some sort of enticement.

Mo Zhaoyun did not let Gong Wan’er go.

Gong Wan’er felt Mo Zhaoyun's actions and struggled slightly. She wanted to cry but no tears came out. She really didn't want to come back to the office again.

Unfortunately, Mo Zhaoyun had been idle for so many days, and now that he was moved and excited, how could he be willing to let Gong Wan’er go?

In the end, it was naturally eaten dry and wiped clean.

Gong Wan’er laid softly on the sofa. He didn't even bother to raise his eyes to look at someone who was feeling refreshed. He only let out a cold snort to express his displeasure.

After Mo Zhaoyun put on the two's clothes, he immediately carried Gong Wan’er and said with a gentle smile: "Go home."

"Yes." Gong Wan’er did not want to speak, since there was no one in the company anyway, she allowed Mo Zhaoyun to carry her out of the office and into the elevator.

Gong Wan’er had been sleeping the entire way back, and when the car drove into the district, she did not show any signs of waking up, so Mo Zhaoyun still let her carry him into the elevator.

"Ding."

The elevator door slowly opened, and Chu Ning staggered out from the elevator with Xuan Xuan in her arms. When she saw Mo Zhaoyun, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mo Zhaoyun, can I borrow your car for a bit?" Chu Ning could not stand steadily, and could only lean his back against the wall. With this support, he panted slightly and said anxiously: "My son has a high fever, I want to send him to the hospital."

It wasn't difficult to get a taxi at this time of year, it was just that the environment of this district was quiet and there were very few taxis here. It was already difficult for Chu Ning to carry Xuan Xuan, not to mention walking out to get a taxi.

"Yes." Gong Wan’er could not sleep soundly. He moved his body and slowly opened his eyes. Only after being stunned for a while did he clearly see where he was.

"Time to go home." Gong Wan’er rubbed his eyes and mumbled before falling back into Mo Zhaoyun's embrace. He closed his eyes and continued sleeping.

Chu Ning's eyes were filled with tears, her face flushed red as she looked at Mo Zhaoyun with a pleading look. Carrying Xuan Xuan, he became more and more unsteady, as though she could fall down at any time.

Gong Wan’er closed his eyes, but only after realizing it, did he realize that Mo Zhaoyun had not moved an inch this entire time. Standing there, he was a little surprised, opened his eyes and looked at him again.

The first thing he saw was Xuan Xuan's red face.

"Xuan Xuan has a fever?" She nervously asked, releasing his hold on Mo Zhaoyun and stepped down from his embrace.

Chu Ning nodded her head, "After I finished all my work, I wanted to coax him to sleep, only then did I realize that he had a fever. Mrs. Mo, can I ask for your help to send me to the hospital?"

"It's too late to get a taxi." she added.

"Hurry up and leave." She pulled Chu Ning's arm, who was holding onto Xuan Xuan, and took a step forward. As she turned to look at Mo Zhaoyun, she urged him, "Summoning Yun, hurry and drive this carriage over here."

Mo Zhaoyun was left far behind, and a look of helplessness flashed across his face.

His wife, who was still satiated just a moment ago, was now full of energy. It seemed that he had not fulfilled his duty to make her unable to get out of bed next time during "sports". He wanted to see how she would meddle in other people's business!

With that thought, Xuan Xuan's red face unconsciously appeared in his mind. He frowned, then entered the elevator to get his car.

… ….

The road was clear at night, and it was only 10 minutes from the residential area to the hospital.

After hanging up the emergency ward, Xuan Xuan quickly received a doctor's check and hung up the water in the ward.

Chu Ning sat in front of the sickbed, looking at Xuan Xuan with a face full of worry.

"It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of Xuan Xuan." The sound was close to a whimper.

"It's good as long as Xuan Xuan is fine. Miss Chu, don't blame yourself too much." Although Gong Wan’er felt that Xuan Xuan would definitely take responsibility for his sickness, but in the end, it was still a family matter, so he could not interfere in it.

"Miss Gong, thank you so much for today."

Chu Ning raised her head and spoke to Gong Wan’er, but her eyes were staring straight at Mo Zhaoyun, causing Gong Wan’er to feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Since Xuan Xuan is fine, then we will leave first." With that, Gong Wan’er dragged Mo Zhaoyun out.

"Auntie." It was unknown when Xuan Xuan woke up from his sickbed, but upon hearing Gong Wan’er say that he was going to leave, he hurriedly shouted. His voice was very weak, and sounded very pitiful.

"Xuan Xuan, you're awake. Do you feel better?" Gong Wan’er immediately walked to the bedside and looked at Xuan Xuan happily.

"Better."

"Auntie, can you stay with me?" Xuan Xuan continued, his eyes filled with anticipation.

"But …" Gong Wan’er hesitated for a while. Although she liked Xuan Xuan, but he was his mother after all.

"Xuan Xuan, it's very late. Can you let auntie go back and rest?" Chu Ning said gently.

"But, I really want auntie to accompany me." Maybe it was because he was sick, but the current Xuan Xuan wasn't as obedient and sensible as usual, as if she was a little stubborn.

Hearing this, Gong Wan’er's heart had long ago become a pool of warm water, soft and tender. However, she couldn't make the decision on her own. Her husband was still beside her.

Thinking about that, she shifted her gaze onto Mo Zhaoyun, as if saying: "Hubby, I want to stay." An innocent expression.

Mo Zhaoyun was naturally unable to handle his attacks, so he nodded his head and accepted it.

Following which, Gong Wan’er smiled like a blossoming flower: "Xuan Xuan, auntie will stay behind to accompany you. Rest well."

"Thank you Auntie." Xuan Xuan was naturally happy.

This kind of scene made it seem as if Gong Wan’er and Xuan Xuan were mother and son. Mo Zhaoyun on the other hand, had a helpless expression on his face, while Chu Ning flashed a fierce glare at them.

"Mr. Mo, Miss Gong, thank you so much."

"It's fine." Gong Wan’er's warm-hearted look made Mo Zhaoyun's heart soften even more. He stared at his little wife without blinking.

Chu Ning looked at Mo Zhaoyun, and suddenly thought of something, so she stood up and picked up the bottle, only to find that there was no water inside.

"I'll go get some hot water."

With that said, Chu Ning took the bottle of hot water and walked out. She had just finished collecting the water when she turned the corner and saw two familiar faces walking towards him.

"Are you alright?" the man asked with concern as he held his wife.

"It's okay, don't worry." The woman in the hospital gown patted his hand and smiled.

Very quickly, the two people walked past Chu Ning.

Chu Ning could clearly see that the woman was smiling with great difficulty. Her expression was dejected, and it seemed that she was quite ill.

The corner of her mouth curled up, revealing a trace of slyness.

Following that, she took out her phone …

… ….

Gong Wan’er and Mo Zhaoyun stayed in the sickly room very late, and only after Xuan Xuan had fallen asleep and Gong Wan’er had yawned countless times did Mo Zhaoyun say that he was going back. Gong Wan’er had originally not been able to bear it, but after seeing Mo Zhaoyun's expression that did not allow for any rejection, she had no choice but to follow Mo Zhaoyun home.

There weren't many cars on the road, and in fifteen minutes they were in the parking lot. Mo Zhaoyun was about to call out to Gong Wan’er, but when he turned his head to look at her, he realized that his wife had already fallen asleep.

Mo Zhaoyun got off the bed gently and carried Gong Wan’er out of the car. He took the elevator and opened the door, then gently placed Gong Wan’er on the bed as if he was holding a rare treasure.

"He really knows how to torment people."

Mo Zhaoyun touched Gong Wan’er's face, then took off his clothes and used a warm towel to wipe his hair, then changed her pajamas and covered her with the blanket. After finishing this set of actions, Mo Zhaoyun walked into the bathroom with big strides.

Ten minutes later, Mo Zhaoyun who was wrapped in a bath towel got onto the bed and hugged his wife.

No dreams tonight.

On the second day, when Gong Wan’er woke up, the people around him had long since disappeared. He got out of bed in a daze. When he looked in the mirror, he found that there was a Post-it sticker on his forehead.

"Little Lazy Pig: Breakfast is ready. Love your husband. " At the end, there was even a red heart.

Gong Wan’er instantly became clear-headed and started to hum a song loudly. He was indescribably happy in his heart.

She was enjoying her husband's breakfast when her cell phone rang. She looked at the unfamiliar number. Just as she was about to hang up, she suddenly pressed the answer button.

"Auntie." Xuan Xuan's voice came out from the other side of the phone.

"Xuan Xuan."

"Auntie, I'm the only one in the hospital, can you accompany me?" Xuan Xuan said with a pitiful tone.

"Ah?" What about your mother? "

"I don't know."

Gong Wan’er was furious when he heard this. What kind of mother did Chu Ning have, to be as selfish as Hao Jinzhi, and as irresponsible as him.

Just as Gong Wan’er wanted to say something, a woman's voice came out from the microphone:

"What kind of parents do you have? Let him stay in the hospital with pneumonia!"

It should be a nurse or something like that. Gong Wan’er was like a parent who had made a mistake, hence she accompanied him. In the end, she still went to the hospital to accompany Xuan Xuan.

For the next few days, Gong Wan’er ran around the hospital and the house on both sides. He no longer went to the gym, and he no longer brought food to Mo Zhaoyun, making his husband extremely angry.

One night, when the two had just finished eating dinner, Gong Wan’er wanted to return to his room to rest.

"Wait." Mo Zhaoyun pulled Gong Wan’er along, and then pulled her into his embrace.