493. Chapter 493 Foot Pain

"Pa—" The wine glass shattered, and Young Master Rong stood up excitedly, grabbing his collar tightly and asking, "What did you say? Say it again!"

"Uncle Rong..." Xuewei stood up nervously and looked at Feng Churui worriedly.

After the latter gave her a reassuring look, she slowly sat down.

Feng Churui looked at the face in front of him that was about to go berserk. He smiled lowly and did not intend to make trouble with him. He said truthfully: "Today An Ning came to the city hall to talk to me about the progress of the case. When she was about to leave, she suddenly felt nauseated and retched." She explained It's because of a bad gastrointestinal condition, but it doesn't look like it to me. Secretary Wu said that his wife was also like this when she was pregnant. She had a severe pregnancy reaction and was vomiting all over the place."

"An Ning's stomach has always been good!" Mr. Rong said excitedly.

Feng Churui slapped his hand away and straightened his tie: "That's right, it's pregnancy reaction. By the way, I found that she was wearing flat shoes. If you don't believe it, you can confirm it yourself..."

Before Feng Churui finished speaking, Rong Shao had already rushed out of the box excitedly. In the process, he almost hit the coffee table in his hurry, and his tall figure staggered several times.

"Master Rong, what's going on?" Outside the private room door, Xu Zhiyuan looked at Master Rong who had lost his bearings and asked in confusion.

"Quickly, go to Christine's Villa!" Rong Yan didn't have time to tell him, and shouted while rushing out.

Xu Zhiyuan, who had come back to his senses, did not dare to slack off and immediately followed.

The private room door was slammed shut with a loud bang, and Young Master Rong's figure had disappeared.

Tang Chao looked at the closed door and sighed again: "Why is my life so unlucky? Yan at least had a quarrel, and Luo Anning is pregnant... there is still a chance to save it."

Feng Churui ignored him and left him alone to grieve for spring and autumn. He walked to Wu Xuewei and saw her obediently put down her chopsticks. He touched her head and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Wu Xuewei nodded, very obediently: "I'm done eating, Uncle Feng."

"Then let's go, I'll take you home." After saying that, Feng Churui said to Tang Chao: "Ah Chao, I'll take Xuewei home, I'll leave first."

Tang Chao was despairing and waved his hand reluctantly: "Go."

Patting him on the shoulder, Feng Churui whispered: "Don't drink too much, be careful with yourself."

Tang Chao waved his hands impatiently, then he glanced at Wu Xuewei, turned around and walked out.

"Ouch -" Wu Xuewei whispered, her high heels stepped on an empty wine bottle, and her feet sprained!

Feng Churui turned around when he heard the sound, looked at her poor little figure squatting on the ground, and his face turned cold: "I learned to wear high heels at a young age. Do you know now that you are wrong?"

Wu Xuewei lowered her head in grievance and muttered in a low voice: "I'm afraid you'll treat me like a child. Don't all men like mature women..."

"Get up, let's go back."

Looking at his tall figure walking out, Wu Xuewei called him unwillingly: "Uncle Feng, my feet hurt... I can't get up."

Feng Churui turned around again and looked at her noblely. Wu Xuewei stretched out her arms towards him pitifully, "Uncle Feng hug me, I can't leave."

A hint of helplessness flashed across Feng Churui's elegant face, and with a low sigh, he came forward, picked her up and walked out of the private room.

Wu Xuewei wrapped her arms around his neck consciously, nestled in his arms, and laughed secretly.

It’s worth it!

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Late at night, the Lincoln motorcade stopped in front of the villa. Before the bodyguard could open the door, Young Master Rong opened the door and got out of the car.