C15

She asked, "Hubby, have you been busy with the hospital recently?"

Wen Yiyan stared at the scene in front of him, crossed his arms in front of his chest and replied: "It's fine."

"Did something bad happen?" Fan Xing seized the opportunity and asked.

"Nope."

Actually, Wen Yiyan had met with an incident recently that troubled their department for an entire week.

Fan Xing was flustered, but he continued to ask enthusiastically: "Then are there any patients who thank you for curing their illnesses, and sending you pennants?"

"…"

"Then how did your work go? "Do you think of me when you're free …"

Without waiting for Fan Xing to finish speaking, Wen Yiyan reached out his hand and covered her mouth.

Wen Yiyan used his indifferent eyes to lock onto Fan Xing's face, and said: "Watch the movie quietly."

Fan Xing nodded heavily towards him before releasing his palm. In a split-second, Fan Xing grabbed the man's hand with both of his hands and pressed down a red lips onto his palm.

When Wen Yiyan realized what she was doing, he quickly retracted his hand and clenched it tightly.

"Let's continue watching movies!" Fan Xing smiled as if he had gotten what he wanted.

Wen Yiyan frowned as he looked at the lower half of Fan Xing's body. Finally, he asked: "This is not the pair of pants you are wearing when you go out today."

Fan Xing's smile became even wider.

Her husband finally noticed this detail and lightly replied, "Yes, this pair of pants was gifted to me by Senior Jiang. He has pretty good eyesight, do you think he suits me very well?"

Hurry and burn it, let her see how strong Wen Yiyan's flames of jealousy can burn!

Wen Yiyan glanced at it indifferently and said: "It's average."

This... Is this how a husband should react when he receives gifts from another man?

Fan Xing's inner world began to rain.

She was very sad.

But he felt that this reaction was very Wen Yiyan.

Forget it, she would just let him be.

There would always be a time when he would be jealous.

Calming himself down, Fan Xing started to concentrate on watching movies. When he heard the movie female lead saying to her husband, "If you don't resign, then I'll divorce you." When he said those words, Fan Xing's face was covered in tears.

The movie heroine never left her depressed husband. Originally, she only needed to be comfortable and stay at home to rely on her husband to raise her daughter. She began to take care of her husband every day to comfort him and even took over her husband's responsibility of supporting her family.

With such a wife, what else could he ask for?

Fan Xing stared straight at Wen Yiyan with reddened eyes, realising that he was calm and collected, as if they were not watching the same movie.

Fan Xing sniffed at Wen Yiyan, and tears rolled down her face. Wen Yiyan then raised his hand to grab her chin, and turned her face back.

"You're crying worse than the main character. You're really scary."

Fan Xing glared at Wen Yiyan and puffed up his cheeks.

"You are so bad! No matter how ugly I cry, it's still much better than your expressionless face. "

Wen Yiyan raised his eyebrows, and gave Fan Xing a pack of pure wood pulp paper.

Fan Xing took a tissue and casually wiped it, then continued to concentrate on watching the movie.

As the scene changed, the movie came to an end. The husband of the heroine finally stopped taking drugs, and the heroine finally wrote: The rainy weather, like life.

Wen Yiyan rubbed his eyes that were a little sour, and was about to turn off the Home Theater Player, but he realised that there was a heavy little head in his arms.

Wen Yiyan stretched out his right hand and turned on the floor lamp beside the sofa.

The pale yellow light shone onto Fan Xing, covering her body like a thin blanket of velvet. She turned her body in a comfortable position.