His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 1462

Thinking of this, she stepped back and continued to wait.

Wait until night.

Her ears had been pounded by the noise all afternoon and her head hurt a bit.

Not long after, she received a message from Feng Xian asking if she was still in the hospital.

Just as she was about to reply, she heard Feng Xian's voice, which came from the old man's ward.

Holding his breath, only Feng Xian was talking. He said three sentences in total, but he didn't get a reply from the old man.

As the night darkened, she didn't stay any longer.

Ten minutes later, she met Feng Xian and saw the old housekeeper again.

Feng Xian just came out of the ward, and she came from the other side of the corridor, the old butler looked at each other, then bowed his head silently.

Qian Miao knew what he was thinking, it was nothing more than not letting her in, but letting Feng Xian in.

She didn't say anything, just said: "Uncle Xu, I'm sorry to trouble you."

The old butler didn't look up, and hurriedly said: "No trouble, it's my duty to take care of the master."

Qian Miao withdrew her gaze and said to Feng Xian, "Let's go."

Feng Xian took a step forward, looked sideways at her, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "What's the matter with you two?"

"No, I just came over in the afternoon, and he didn't let me in to visit."

He stamped.

Qian Miao was only slow for a second before seeing him turn around and go back.

She laughed and called him: "what are you doing?"

"Two sentences."

"No need," she said.

He didn't listen to this matter, and his footsteps didn't stop.

Qian Miao had no choice but to use her power, and a suction force gathered in her palm, holding the man in place.

She walked over and wrapped her hand around his palm to hold it: "Let's go, I'm hungry, Mr. Feng."

She smiled at him.

This smile reached the bottom of Feng Xian's heart, easily touching the softest part of him. He slowly raised the corners of his lips, and said softly, as if he couldn't help her, "I'll vent your anger on you, don't you?"

Qian Miao moved slowly, raised her eyebrows, and said, "No, I don't want to be thought of as the kind of little woman who sues her husband for justice."

He shook her finger and smiled helplessly: "Don't want your husband to be your backer?"

Qian Miao smiled mischievously: "Well, let me think about it."

Three seconds later, the man asked, "Have you figured it out?"

"No."

Six seconds later, the man asked again, "Have you thought about it yet?"

"not yet."

Eighteen seconds later, he continued to ask.

At any time, he was extremely patient with her, not in a hurry.

People passing by looked at them, and they all saw the word happiness on the woman's face.

...

In the ward.

The old butler closed the door tightly and walked to the hospital bed.

After a while, the person on the hospital bed opened his eyes.

"Master." He took off the ventilator and helped the old man up.

The old man drank a glass of water, and said slowly: "You did a good job today, and don't let Second Young Mistress come in."

"Yes."

The old butler hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Master, how long are you going to pretend? This Miss Wei has already been sent to the hospital. I don't think she can come back here."

When he said this, the old housekeeper felt very guilty. In order to cooperate with the old man in this play, he almost lost his life.

But the old man said: "Without my order, I have been guarding like this all the time, and let them think that I can't wake up."

"But... there will always be a day when things will be exposed..." The butler looked worried.

The old man waved his hand and said, "Go arrange something to eat."

"Hey."

He backed off.

There was only one old man left in the room.

His eyes were a little empty, and his thoughts went back to that day.

"Please, please, please do this..."

This weak voice always echoed in his ears.

The girl's helpless eyes shocked his heart.