Chapter 872 The Ignorant Little Thing

Driver: "Second Master is an adult male who exercises regularly. Do you still need your help at this point?"

Lu Wenzhou's face was a little gloomy: "Go back."

"You sent your luggage back to Miss Zhou. She should be very grateful to you, right?"

Lu Wenzhou picked up his cell phone and dialed a number.

Wang Hui said cautiously: "Second Master, what are you doing?"

"Change the bodyguard."

Wang Hui: "Master, I was wrong, I was wrong, please stop."

Lu Wenzhou put down his phone and glanced at him gloomily: "If you dare to mention her again in the future, get out."

"Yes Yes Yes."

It seems that the second master and Zhou Tao are not getting along happily again today.

He sincerely hoped that the two men could resolve their feud, otherwise such a violent and irritable second master would torture him to death sooner or later.

Zhou Tao tidied up the trash can in the living room, went downstairs and threw the garbage bag into the shared trash can overnight, fearing that she would regret it.

When I say look forward, I mean to look forward, and I won’t let myself become soft-hearted.

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Fu Nanli didn't sleep well all night, but Wen Qiao seemed to be at ease, lying in his arms and sleeping soundly.

When she got up early, even with Wen Qiao's iron body, she still felt soreness spreading to her limbs, and she was so sleepy that she wanted to stay in bed.

Fu Nanli leaned on the bedside, picked up the stethoscope, hung it on his ear, then lifted the quilt and listened to her heartbeat.

Wen Qiao was confused, "What are you doing?"

He stretched out his hand and was held down by Fu Nanli: "Don't move."

Wen Qiao remained motionless.

Fu Nanli listened for a while and made sure there was nothing wrong with her heart rate, then hung the stethoscope around her neck.

"Did Dr. Fu hear anything?"

She's still being mean, Fu Nanli thought, didn't he learn the lesson from last night?

"Get some sleep, don't worry."

Wen Qiao thought, what's wrong with her?

"What do you want to eat? I'll go to the kitchen and cook it for you."

"Auntie didn't come?"

"Well, I'll give her a few days off, and I'll cook for you these days."

Wen Qiao: "You might as well let Auntie do it."

Don't you have any idea how the young master's cooking skills are?

Fu Nanli reached over and pinched her face: "You little thing who doesn't know what's good or bad."

The eldest young master washed his hands and made soup for her to eat, but she actually disliked it.

When I went to the kitchen, my grandma called. She 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 has been talking about you. Can you come over and see her mother?"

Fu Nanli: "Are you feeling unwell? What's wrong?"

"I have the same old problem. It rains all the time these days. I have an attack of rheumatism. I didn't sleep well all night. Now I have a headache and a bad appetite."

"Yeah, 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 a person with such good physical fitness would have such a day of physical exhaustion. One can imagine how strong Fu Nanli is.

Fu Nanli went upstairs, sat on the edge of the bed, bowed his head, and whispered: "Do you still want to sleep?"

Wen Qiao looked sleepy and sighed: "I don't have the strength."

Fu Nanli rubbed her fingers: "Grandma is not feeling well. She is telling me that I have to go over. Otherwise, you can sleep here and I will be back at noon, okay?"

Wen Qiao struggled to sit up: "I'll go with you."

"Can you?"

Wen Qiao flipped his hair: "Where are we now? What's wrong with it?"

The straight girl lives up to her reputation.