His Wife Calls The Shots

After a while, I received a reply from Tang Xin.

【Tang Xiaosan: I've eaten it, you can eat it. 】

The expected answer.

【Tang Xiaosan: I've already changed it. Come over and try it tomorrow, it should be ok. 】

It's about her hearing aid.

While eating, she reluctantly took a photo and sent it to Tang Xin, and asked again if she wanted to come and eat.

Tang Xin asked her to eat more.

"He needs to see a doctor." Feng Xian said slowly.

Qian Miao put down the phone: "It's difficult for him to get in touch with others except me, he will fall into high tension, and if the situation is not good, he will even fall into a coma."

Feng Xian put the grilled shrimp in her bowl, and said: "Do you know his real identity?"

Qian Miao was silent for a few seconds, then nodded.

"I went to check, he is Yu Manman's baby lover, the seventh prince of Jindan Kingdom, Luo Yan."

When this matter was mentioned, her appetite was greatly reduced, she put down her chopsticks, and said slowly: "A few years ago, there was a domestic turmoil in Jindan, and he was the victim."

"From that time on, did he suffer from autism?"

"No, he has had this disease since he was a child, and he has gradually recovered from it. Unexpectedly, during the civil strife, he was designed by his father's political opponents. After being stimulated, he was thrown into a mass burial ravine to lie with a pile of dead bodies for two days. In two days and nights, the disease completely deteriorated.

It took me three months to be accepted by him when I brought him back. Later, people from Jindan Kingdom came here and said they wanted to take him back, but he didn’t allow anyone to approach him, and his father had no choice. In order to protect him, They announced that he was missing, but they had been waiting for him to go back. "

"To untie the bell, you need the person who tied it. If you want to cure him, you must find out his cause."

"Hmm..." Qian Miao lowered her eyes and thought, and said, "I'm investigating, and his father is also investigating, but there has been no clue. They said that only he knows, because before the age of six, the child is normal. That year, suddenly one day he started not to talk, he liked to lock himself up, and didn’t answer anything when asked.”

After she finished speaking, she didn't get a response for a long time. When she looked up, the man beside her was staring at her quietly, with deep meaning in her eyes, even a hint of gloom.

"What?" she asked.

The man leaned over, caught her eyes, and asked softly, "I'm curious, why are you so special to him?"

"He saved you?"

"No."

"He gave you something important?"

"No."

"Um?"

"Just... I don't know, I just want to protect him." She blinked and said truthfully.

The air was stuffy, and there was silence for two seconds, and the man was still.

Qian Miao was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Are you jealous?"

She pressed her fingers against his collarbone, scratched her nails playfully, and there was a slight smile in her eyes, which was very contagious and immediately relaxed the atmosphere.

But Feng Xian was not coaxed into laughing by her, nor did she blush like before, but got closer to her, with a lingering possessive desire in his hazy eyes: "It's very sour here."

He grabbed her restless fingers and put them on his left chest, scratching her ears with a low and deep voice, her heart: "It's like eating a whole cart of lemons."

Qian Miao squeezed the hand hanging by the side slightly, the scorching heat brought by the rapid heartbeat showed on her cheeks, and she stared blankly at him.

After a long time, she took the initiative to kiss his lips and asked, "Are you still sore now?"

The man remained silent, turned his defense into an offense, and plundered her lips wantonly.

In the lingering, Qian Miao murmured: "He is very much like me, he was lost by his family just like me."

Feng Xian's body stiffened slightly, and a stabbing pain in his heart suddenly occupied his atrium.

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