Wen Lu has always been a fastidious and refined man, but this is the first time the housekeeper has seen him make such a mess at home.

He didn't dare to ask any more questions, nor did he dare to wake up Wen Lu, so he cleaned in silence for a long time.

Half asleep and half awake, Wen Lu heard a sound in the living room and saw the housekeeper coming, so he opened his eyes.

The floor and tables have been cleaned, and it's daybreak.

Such a clear and beautiful morning made him wonder if he had had a dream yesterday.

"Good morning, Mr. Wen," the butler greeted.

Wen Lu didn't make a sound, his throat hurt, he was exhausted, and his eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes.

He silently left the living room and went to the bedroom upstairs.

His clothes were still in the bedroom, and he was smelling of cigarette smoke. He wanted to take a bath.

When he opened the door, he saw Tongyao holding her stomach, in great pain, her face was pale, her eyes were closed, and big beads of sweat flowed from her forehead, soaking the silk quilt and pillow.

She curled up into a ball, gritted her teeth and endured it, and seemed to make a faint sound in her mouth: "It hurts..."

Wen Lu ran over and shook her shoulders: "Nursery rhyme!"

"pain……"

Only then did he realize that the nursery rhymes were covering his stomach.

Yesterday he ordered his servants to lock her up for a few days without giving her food, not allowing her to go out, and not even giving her water.

Wen Lu opened the quilt and took her out of the bed. He didn't take a shower either. His body was filled with the unpleasant smell of cigarette smoke.

He carried her out and stepped on the accelerator of the sports car.

Tong Yao weakly opened her eyes, which could only open a crack, and she saw Wen Lu again.

She thought he was gone.

But she couldn't think about the pain. She clutched her stomach tightly and arched her body in pain, curling up in the passenger seat like a humble and pitiful cat.

Nursery Rhymes is small and elegant. Sitting in the passenger seat, he looks like a tiny ball of cats. Compared with the tall Wen Lu, he looks more like an ant.

Wen Lu pursed his thin lips tightly, looked forward, held the steering wheel with his sharp-knuckled hands, and pressed the accelerator to the bottom.

The rain fell on the glass, pattering, and the sky was still gray.

A flock of birds flew past, like a gust of wind, and soon dispersed with a "clatter".

Probably because the smell of cigarette smoke on Wen Lu's body was too choking, Tong Yao couldn't help but cough. When he coughed, his stomach hurt even more.

Her hair was messy and draped over her shoulders. She was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday and hadn't changed all night.

She had never done anything rebellious in her life. What she did yesterday was the most outrageous thing she had done in years but she did not regret it. She really... didn't want to be with Wen Lu.

She wanted to go back to Luancheng, to the green fields, to the compound filled with laughter, and to her carefree childhood.

And those, she never got in Ancheng.

She was not happy in Ancheng.

When he left Luancheng that year, grandpa didn't say much, he just hoped that she would be happy, happy and happy.

But she failed her grandfather's expectations and got nothing.

I don’t want to think about it anymore…

The car drove to the hospital.

Wen Lu wrapped Tong Yao in a blanket and carried her to the emergency building in the rain.

The doctor examined Tong Yao while Wen Lu stayed outside.

Time passed very long.

Finally, the doctor in a white coat came out, stared at him twice, and said calmly: "It's nothing serious, acute gastritis. Take some medicine and pay attention to regular meals. I just asked your wife, and she said she hasn't eaten in 24 hours.
Chapter completed!