"Pah!" the wine glass shattered. Young Master Rong stood up excitedly, grabbed his collar tightly and asked, "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 leaving, she suddenly felt nauseated and retched." She explained

It's a gastrointestinal problem, but I don't see it. Secretary Wu said that his wife was like this when she was pregnant. She had a severe pregnancy reaction and was vomiting all over the place."

"It's always good to calm the stomach!" 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, Mr. Rong had already rushed out of the box excitedly. In his hurry, he almost hit the coffee table, 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 in confusion and asked.

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

After coming back to his senses, Xu Zhiyuan did not dare to slack off and immediately followed him.

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 the spring and autumn. He walked to Wu Xuewei and saw that she put down her chopsticks obediently. He touched her head and asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Wu Xuewei nodded, very obediently: "I've eaten, 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'm leaving first."

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

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

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

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

Feng Churui turned around when he heard the sound, looked at her poor little figure squatting on the ground, and his face turned cold: "You 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 whispered: "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 hugs 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.

This sprained leg is worth it!

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Chapter completed!