Hubby, Please Spare Me

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"Mr. Shen, you have smashed the Maserati that Zhang Shaofen just bought, according to your instructions." Chang Kaiwenhui reported.

Shen Mochen passed a sharp light in his eyes.

Just like this, it seems too cheap for her.

"Let lawyer Chen prepare a lawyer letter. I want to accuse her of beating and ask her to apologize publicly." Shen Mochen said awe-inspiringly.

"But she is Ye Lingyi's mother." Chang Kaiwen reminded.

"What about that?" Shen Mochen rubbed his lips and said coolly: "Will I be afraid of him?"

"I heard that he was specially invited by Mayor Li." Chang Kaiwen said cautiously.

"The woman who provokes me should be punished accordingly. I care whether he is the emperor or not, just do what I want." Shen Mochen ordered.

"Okay." Chang Kaiwen nodded.

What is Chongguan angry, he actually saw it in his BOSS.

Shen Mochen returned to the ward.

Yanyan fell asleep beside the bed.

Shen Mochen hugged Yan Yan.

The light above his head fell on him, adding a layer of tenderness from a loving father.

Yan Yan couldn't sleep well, opened her eyes, and said, "I can't sleep, my mother-in-law is still hanging on the water."

Shen Mochen put Yan Yan on the bed, touched Yan Yan's head, and said softly, "Sleep in peace, there is me."

"Let's go, if the mother-in-law wakes up and sees you there, I'll be finished." Yan Yan said worriedly, rubbing herself, sitting up, and letting herself rise up.

"I'll wait for her to hang the water and leave. I've already told you that you sent it." Shen Mochen said with relief, looking at the flaming red eyes, wrinkling his brow, and taking out his father's majesty, said: "Quick Sleep, you didn’t sleep well tonight, how to take care of your mother tomorrow."

Yan Yan thought about it too, but looked at Miao Miao with some worry.

"I will arrange it." Shen Mochen assured.

"Well, thank you dad." Yan Yan was so sleepy that he lay down again and fell asleep in three seconds.

Shen Mochen sat down on Shui Miaomiao's bedside, watching the potion enter the blood vessels on the back of her hand little by little.

I don't know how long.

Shui Miaomiao slept unsteadily.

"Mom...Mom...I'm so painful...knead." Shui Miaomiao said weakly, closing her eyes, as if talking in dreams, her eyelashes trembling gently.

On the forehead, on the bridge of the nose, sweat beads were densely packed.

Shen Mochen pityed her heart, reaching into her clothes with wide palms and rubbing gently on her back.

Shui Miaomiao's expression eased a bit more than before, and under the warm palm, it didn't seem to hurt so much.

She slowly opened her eyes. Although the potion was hanging, she still had a high fever and was vague. She seemed to see Shen Mochen drowned in a white halo.

How could it be Shen Mochen, he should be in the hotel with Li Ru.

Shui Miaomiao stretched out his hand, his fingertips unrealistically crossed his eyebrows, corners of his eyes, bridge of his nose, onto his ruddy soft lips.

Her eyes were loose, and when she lowered her hand, Shen Mochen took her hand, kissed it in her mouth, and looked at her with deep eyes.

Shui Miaomiao weakly drew his eyes and said softly, "Don't be angry."

Shen Mochen felt distressed to her, eyes deepened a bit, Shen Sheng said: "Well, I am not angry."

Shui Miaomiao dropped her eyes weakly, revealing a gap, and looked at the air loosely, and said meaningfully: "I don't want to be angry, don't be sad, don't care, no...no..."