The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

Since Yan Yaoshun woke up, Yan Xiaoxiao hasn't even shown her face once.

"Cousin, don't worry, I know my body and it's okay." Ni Lehui said to Wen Zhifan.

"Miscarriage is equivalent to confinement. In just a few days, you have to take care of such a serious patient. I'm really afraid that you won't be able to handle it." Wen Zhifan said worriedly.

"Cousin, you are harassing yourself, and I haven't done anything." Ni Lehui said.

"You haven't done anything yet? Feed water and food, take excrement and urine, chat with him and wipe his body. I have a big opinion when it comes to rubbing the body. Isn't he afraid of rubbing his skin several times a day? You have to talk about him. Don’t indulge him too much. You will spoil him. By then, you will only regret yourself.” Wen Zhifan persuaded him with bitterness. She hasn’t done anything yet, and she will soon become a caregiver. Up.

Yan Yaoshun is rich, so why don't you ask for a caregiver, and Le Hui must do it himself.

"I am his wife, this is what I should do." Ni Lehui said.

"The husband and wife were birds of the same forest. The catastrophe was about to fly separately. Yan Yaoshun had a car accident. It would be nice if you didn't fly." Wen Zhifan said. He felt very sorry for Ni Lehui. He was afraid of her hard work. She had a miscarriage for a few days and needed a rest. To take care of Yan Yaoshun, is there no one in the Yan family? Le Hui is a good wife for him, but if Le Hui is in good health and has not encountered a miscarriage, he will not stop it, but now that Le Hui's body is placed here, they really did it.

It's too much to come and see if it's okay.

"Cousin, if you talk nonsense like this, I'm angry." Ni Lehui warned.

"Okay, I won't say it, really, you don't want me to tell you the truth, Le Hui, look at you, you are thin again." Wen Zhifan rebuked his loss, heartbroken and pitying. "While taking care of him, you should also take care of your body."

"I see. In this case, my ears can hear the cocoon." Ni Lehui said.

"Le Hui, don't like to listen. What I say is true. You are indeed getting thinner and thinner day by day, and haggard day by day." Wen Zhifan said.

"Okay, the more you talk, the more wordy you are, aren't you busy? Don't hurry to work." Ni Lehui hurled people away and turned the door into the ward. Wen Zhifan wanted to say something, and stood at the door and glanced at Yan who was lying on the bed. Yao Shun.

His complaints were swallowed back into his stomach. Yan Yaoshun was already miserable enough. Such an arrogant person can only rely on others now. It must be very uncomfortable. He can't do such things. It depends on the time when he falls. It is a sin to fall into trouble at the time.

Seeing Wen Zhifan left, Ni Lehui closed the door, smiled towards Yan Yaoshun, and raised the bed for him.

"What are you talking to him outside the door?" Yan Yaoshun looked at Ni Lehui and asked. These days he enjoys her care. She is his wife, so he can be calm and calm. If he were replaced by someone else, he would have long been unable to stand it. , Because he enjoys Ni Lehui's care, he doesn't feel bored lying here, now he can simply move his legs, and in a few days, he believes he can get out of bed.

The injuries on his body were almost healed under Ni Lehui's meticulous care. Now he only had his legs left. His legs were injured the most. Ten and a half months would not be complete. Fortunately, she would take care of him.

"Nothing to talk about." Ni Lehui shook her head, so she wouldn't tell Yan Yaoshun. Wen Zhifan didn't want her to move up. Ni Lehui helped Yan Yaoshun and put a pillow on his back so that he could lean on comfortably.

"It's really nothing to talk about?" Yan Yaoshun didn't believe it. These days, Wen Zhifan is very uncomfortable with Ni Lehui taking care of him. Wen Zhifan didn't say it. It doesn't mean that he can't see it. Every time Wen Zhifan comes up, he sees complaints in his eyes. Look at Ni Lehui. There was heartache in his eyes.

"Do I have to lie to you?" Ni Lehui said grimly.

Yan Yaoshun was silent, and Ni Lehui was thin again. He felt distressed when she looked at her. She was so slight that she would slip between his fingers at any time, and he started to worry about gains and losses.

"Wen Zhifan is very good to you. I will consider everything for you first. You have such a cousin, I am envious." Yan Yaoshun said, seeing Ni Lehui's dinner plate on the side, a bowl of porridge full of porridge on the plate. There are also some light and delicious side dishes, which are also full, untouched. "Have you not eaten?"

"I have eaten, this is yours." Ni Lehui smiled and said blindly, picked up the porridge on the dinner plate, and said: "It's still warm, eat while it is hot."

"It's porridge again." Yan Yaoshun said a little disgustingly. The food he ate these days was very bland, and the bone soup he drank the most was bone soup. In the words of Sister Ming, he suffered the most from his leg injuries. I almost had to amputate my limbs. Every time Ms. Ming brought food, there was bone broth. I was tired of eating, and I felt like vomiting when I smelled the bone broth.

"What do you want to eat?" Ni Lehui sat in a chair and looked at Yan Yaoshun with a smile. She was tired of eating porridge every day, but during the recovery period, porridge was the best.

"Anything is ok, except clear porridge and bone soup." Yan Yaoshun said. He hurt his leg. He could understand drinking bone soup, but he didn't hurt his stomach. Why did he eat clear porridge?

"Today is only clear porridge, I promise you, I will definitely not give you clear porridge tomorrow." Ni Lehui promised. In fact, her guarantee is useless. Seeing Mingyan's meaning, the food was delivered by her, and she would not allow them. When I went to buy it outside, I had to deliver it in person, saying that it was a recipe she had specially arranged.

"Really?" Yan Yaoshun asked, and he was satisfied when Ni Lehui nodded. In fact, as long as she is there, as long as she feeds him, he eats deliciously no matter what it is.

"Come, take a sip." Ni Lehui took a spoon with a spoon, and said to Yan Yaoshun in a childish tone, and brought it to his mouth. Seeing that he did not open his mouth, Ni Lehui said: "You promised me that I won't give it to you tomorrow. You have eaten porridge, you must not be awkward."

Faced with the porridge that Ni Lehui brought to her mouth, Yan Yaoshun smiled and opened her mouth cooperatively. After she gave it a bite, he took a bite.

When Ni Lehui saw that he was willing to eat porridge, he was relieved and wished to sigh all the food on the plate into his mouth. Every time he ate the porridge, he would have to toss and ask her to make sure that he Just willing to eat.

After eating the porridge and the side dishes, Ni Lehui was satisfied and wiped Yan Yaoshun's mouth. If Wen Zhifan saw this scene, Wen Zhifan should have an opinion again. It was not his hand but his leg that he injured.

"By the way, Le Hui, did you call Putou?" Yan Yaoshun asked. She was with him all the time. He didn't see who she called. When she left, it was only for a while. She did. He didn't know if he didn't call during this period.

"I'm okay to call him what to do?" Ni Lehui cleaned up the bowl and chopsticks, leaving behind her promise to Yan Ziyi.