Driver: "I am an adult male who exercises regularly. Do I need your help with this?"
Lu Wenzhou's face was a little gloomy: "Go back."
"You sent the luggage back to Miss Zhou. She should be very grateful to you, right?"
Lu Wenzhou picked up his phone and dialed a number.
Wang Hui asked cautiously, "Second Master, what are you doing?"
"Change the bodyguard."
Wang Hui: "Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, please stop it."
Lu Wenzhou put down his phone and glanced at him gloomily: "If you dare to mention her again, get out."
"Yes Yes Yes."
It seems that the Second Master and Zhou Tao are not getting along well again today.
He sincerely hoped that the two could put aside their past grudges, otherwise such an irritable and hot-tempered Second Master would torture him to death sooner or later.
Zhou Tao cleaned up the trash can in the living room, went downstairs overnight and threw the trash bag into the shared trash can, for fear that she would regret it.
When I say look forward, I mean look forward and don't let myself be soft-hearted.
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Fu Nanli did not sleep well that night, but Wen Qiao looked carefree, sleeping soundly in his arms.
When she got up early, even with a strong body like Wen Qiao, she still felt soreness in her limbs and was so sleepy that she wanted to stay in bed forever.
Fu Nanli leaned against the head of the bed, picked up the stethoscope, hung it on his ear, then lifted the quilt and listened to her heartbeat.
Wen Qiao was confused, "What?"
He stretched out his hand, but was held down by Fu Nanli: "Don't move."
Wen Qiao didn't move.
Fu Nanli listened for a while and made sure that there was nothing wrong with her heart rate before he hung the stethoscope around his neck.
"Did Doctor Fu hear anything?"
She is still naughty, Fu Nanli thought, didn’t she learn her lesson from last night
"Sleep for a while, don't be naughty."
Wen Qiao wondered, what was wrong with her
"What do you want to eat? I'll go to the kitchen and make it for you."
"Isn't Auntie here?"
"Well, I've given her a few days off. I'll cook for you during these days."
Wen Qiao: "You might as well let your aunt do it."
Young Master, don’t you have any idea how good your cooking skills are
Fu Nanli reached out and pinched her face: "You ungrateful little thing."
The eldest young master personally cooked soup for her, but she actually despised it.
When I went to the kitchen, my grandmother called. I answered the phone and it was the housekeeper of Yuannan Mansion: "Master Nanli..."
Fu Nanli stirred the egg liquid in the bowl: "Well, what's wrong?"
"The old lady is not feeling well today and keeps talking about you. Can you come and see her mother?"
Fu Nanli: "Are you feeling unwell? What's wrong?"
"It's an old problem. It's been raining these days, and my rheumatism has flared up. I didn't sleep well last night, and now my head hurts a bit, and my appetite is poor."
"Okay, I know. I'll be there in a moment."
It was past nine o'clock and Wen Qiao was still sleeping. He never expected that someone with such good physical fitness would feel physically exhausted one day. It shows how strong Fu Nanli is.
Fu Nanli went upstairs, sat beside the bed, bowed his head, and whispered, "Do you want to sleep again?"
Wen Qiao sighed with sleepy eyes, "I don't have the strength."
Fu Nanli stroked her fingers and said, "Grandma is not feeling well and keeps nagging me. I need to go over. Otherwise, you can sleep here. I'll be back at noon, okay?"
Wen Qiao struggled to sit up: "I'll go with you."
"Can you?"
Wen Qiao lifted her hair and said, "We've only just arrived, what's wrong with that?"
The steel straight lady is worthy of her reputation.
(End of this chapter)