Tsundere Queen Takes Home

It turns out that everything works fine.

Dr. Liang looked at Fang Zhengyang and said with a smile, "As long as the patient rests for a period of time, he can be discharged from the hospital."

Fang Zhengyang looked at Dr. Liang and said excitedly, "This is great, Dr. Liang, thank you so much this time."

Dr. Liang smiled and looked at Fang Zhengyang and made a joke, "Zhengyang, do you have a good impression of President Yang? Otherwise, you wouldn't care so much about her, so much!"

Fang Zhengyang's body trembled for a while, but soon returned to normal. He said with a smile, "Doctor Liang, how is this possible, Mr. Yang still has a husband!"

Fang Zhengyang left the doctor's office. Doctor Liang's words were still echoing in his ears. Fang Zhengyang's heart suddenly felt a little panic. If he didn't like Yang Xinyan, why would he feel sour when he saw that man and Yang Xinyan getting close?

Why do you want to see her beautiful face every day involuntarily? And why did he feel so nervous when he heard that she was seriously ill?

Fang Zhengyang recalled that the man at home forced the debt, he was desperate, and was about to sell his kidney. The moment Yang Xinyan gave her money without hesitation, Yang Xinyan was deeply imprinted in her heart.

But the next moment, Fang Zhengyang shook his head with a wry smile, what was he thinking, a general manager with his own company, and a married woman, how could he have a good impression of her?

Emotionally, two people, like two parallel lines, can never have an intersection. What they do for her is to repay her, the affection of her lending her money.

Fang Zhengyang secretly made a choice, but after making this decision, Fang Zhengyang's heart was suddenly empty.

In the days that followed, Fang Zhengyang took good care of Yang Xinyan's mother and daughter. Although Yang Xinyan still looked like she was aloof, the other Zhengyang was much softer, and even the look in Fang Zhengyang's eyes was a little gentle.

Yang Xinyan didn't even notice that kind of change.

During this period, the man visited Yang Xinyan several times, but every time they talked, the man kicked him out.

Although he didn't know the content of the conversation between the two, she could clearly see that the man's face was getting worse and worse.

Fang Zhengyang knew that there was a contradiction between the two.

Also, his wife has undergone surgery, and he is still not in the hospital to take care of him. Any woman will be angry.

Is making money so important to that man?

He really doesn't understand the world of rich people.

Yang Xinyan stayed for another half a month and basically recovered.

The doctor conducted another re-examination, and then told Fang Zhengyang that all of Yang Xinyan's indicators were normal.

Fang Zhengyang was very happy. The next morning, Fang Zhengyang went through the discharge procedures for Yang Xinyan and returned home. Yang Xinyan simply cleaned up, took Fang Zhengyang directly, and drove towards the company.

"Mr. Yang, in fact, you should rest for a few more days before going to work." Fang Zhengyang sat in the co-pilot seat, looking at Yang Xinyan and said.

Yang Xinyan sighed, "No way, that company, like my child, hasn't been there for so long. I really think about it. Besides, the company must have accumulated a lot of things that I need to deal with."

After Yang Xinyan finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Fang Zhengyang, and said sincerely, "Zhengyang, thank you for this period of time."

Fang Zhengyang looked at Yang Xinyan and smiled, "Well, Mr. Yang, for the sake of me taking care of you, can you give me some relief for the money I owe you?"

Yang Xinyan looked at Fang Zhengyang and suddenly smiled, "Fang Zhengyang, I won't let you pay back a cent of that money, okay?"

"Cough, Mr. Yang, I'm joking, how can I not pay back the money I owe, I will definitely pay you back a lot of money." Fang Zhengyang coughed violently.

Yang Xinyan's eyes brightened, and she changed the subject, "Zhengyang, now you are my assistant, but now I am driving you, doesn't it seem appropriate?"

"But, Mr. Yang, I really can't drive!" Fang Zhengyang said helplessly.

Yang Xinyan glared at Fang Zhengyang and roared angrily, "Fang Zhengyang, you don't know how to drive. When you took me and Mengyao to the hospital, you dared to drive? I asked you to go home to get your ID, so you dared to drive? Joke with our lives, or with your own life?"

Thinking of the past, Yang Xinyan felt numb in her back.

"Hey, I wasn't in a hurry at the time. Besides, I can't say that I can't drive at all. When I was in the housekeeping company, a buddy let me drive his broken van for two days! In fact, I am now, too. It's just that I don't have a driver's license." Fang Zhengyang scratched his head and said awkwardly with a smile.

Yang Xinyan was really speechless, "You think you are a genius, you only learned to drive for two days, and you dare to drive? Forget it, we will go to the driving school now, I will register you, and you will get your driver's license as soon as possible."

After Yang Xinyan finished speaking, she turned the front of the car and drove towards the driving school.

When they arrived at the driving school, Yang Xinyan paid Fang Zhengyang directly, signed him up, and then let an acquaintance take care of him, letting him take the test for subject one, practice driving, and arrange everything before driving towards the company.

After getting off work in the afternoon, Yang Xinyan picked up Mengyao, drove over again, picked up Fang Zhengyang, and drove home.

"Zhengyang, how's your car training going?" Yang Xinyan glanced at Fang Zhengyang from the rearview mirror.

Fang Zhengyang sighed, "Don't mention it, there are too many students. I touched two cars in one day."

Yang Xinyan thought for a while, then parked the car on the side of the road, turned her head to look at Fang Zhengyang and said, "Well, now is the time, you can use this car to practice."

Fang Zhengyang was stunned when he heard it, "That, Mr. Yang, you drive, just kidding, you million-dollar luxury car, let me practice my hand?"

Yang Xinyan's eyes widened, "Am I still waiting for you to learn for a few months before you can get your driver's license, let me be a driver for you for a few more months? Come here quickly, what are you talking about?"

Fang Zhengyang just got into the cab and sat there in a daze.

Seeing Fang Zhengyang's trembling look, Yang Xinyan pouted, "Okay, don't worry so much, this car is fully insured."

Fang Zhengyang breathed a sigh of relief and held the steering wheel.

"This is the clutch, this is the brake, this is the accelerator, this is the gear lever, you have to use the clutch with the gear lever..." Yang Xinyan said patiently, "Okay, the specific operation is like this, driving requires more practice, Come try it."

Fang Zhengyang nodded confidently, then stepped on the clutch and stretched out his hand towards the gear lever next to him.

But his hand didn't touch the gear lever, but felt a soft mass. Then, Yang Xinyan roared angrily, "Fang Zhengyang, the gear lever of your car is here!"

Fang Zhengyang turned his head to look, his shy old face flushed.

His salty pig hand actually pressed against Yang Xinyan's chest.

"Hey, stretched in the wrong place." Fang Zhengyang smirked and quickly retracted his hand.