A contract, provoke a cold president

When Wells rushed to the garden calmly, Jane Winnie had already cut half of the roses in the garden, and the servants beside him were in a hurry, but when they saw Wells, they were leaning leisurely by the door, not at all concerned. The meaning of stepping forward to stop it, if Wells stopped the disaster in time, maybe those roses could still be alive and beautiful, but he watched Jane Winnie destroy the entire garden, and everyone felt sorry, Except Wells.

He walked over slowly, stood behind the panting Jane Winnie, and said softly, "Is the cut done? Why don't you come and have a rest!"

Hearing Wells' voice, Jane Winnie was taken aback for a moment, then turned around hesitantly, and asked tentatively, "Aren't you going to be angry?"

Wells smiled indifferently, and then told the servant, "Get a towel right away!"

Jane Winnie was a little surprised. She thought Wells would be angry, but she would not be kind to her, because she had seen with her own eyes that a servant accidentally stepped on a rose, and he made the boss angry, and even fired the servant. The maid didn't say anything, and even withheld all the servants' bonuses as a punishment, so since then, the servants have been extra careful in cultivating this rose, because it is a rare species, neptune golden red rose.

There was no imaginary anger, no imaginary quarrel, Wells just picked up the towel with a smile, carefully wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then wiped the soil stained on her fingers.

"Why aren't you angry?" Jane Winnie asked him blankly.

Wells put the towel in the servant's hand, led her into the room, "Among the rare varieties of roses, to me, they are not worth a single you!"

Jane Winnie was stunned and let Wells lead her. She seemed to have forgotten that she was still giving birth to him. In fact, her heart was softened, but she kept blaming herself. Why did she always treat herself so capriciously? Lovers do whatever they want.

"Wells, why are you being so kind to me?" Jane Winnie grabbed his hand and pulled it hard, so the two stopped.

He still smiled very warmly, hugged her gently, and said slowly in her ear: "Because I love you, no matter your willfulness or your bad shortcomings, as long as it is you Jane Winnie, I will love you." I can tolerate everything about you without a bottom line, if the flowers are gone, I can buy them again, but if you are gone, I will die."

Suddenly, Jane Winnie had a sore nose, tears fell down, buried in his arms, and said with self-reproach: "Wells, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have treated you like this."

You just rely on him liking you and do whatever you want with him, no matter what the bottom line is, whether he can accept it or not.

Obviously, Jane Winnie was spoiled by Wells, so as long as she was happy, he would not frown.

Wells smiled and picked her up, petite, and walked to the living room, "Winnie, since you don't like red roses, I will plant a garden full of Louis XIV someday."

Jane Winnie poked her head out in doubt, and asked inexplicably, "What is that?"

Wells smiled and said nothing, just wiped the tears on her cheeks, and didn't answer her question.

Rose Louis XIV, you are the only one I love.

In the afternoon, Jane Winnie went to the hospital with Wells obediently, and did a comprehensive physical review. She didn't get emotional, and cooperated with each examination. Wells stood at the door and looked at her with a smile until she was fully recovered. After his input, Wells turned his head and walked into the dean's office.

"How is the situation recently?" Wells sat on the sofa and asked first.

The dean shook his head, and respectfully handed the inspection report just out of his hand to Wells, with an apologetic expression on his face, "Mr. It's getting worse, and I can't come up with any solution for the time being, and I'm sorry for that!"

Wells squeezed the report tightly, not to mention how confused he was. They crashed a few months ago and were sent to the hospital for treatment. He learned that Jane Winnie contained a large amount of virus in her body. It should be said that she was a poisonous body at all. It is estimated that with her current mutated physique, she will not be able to live for five years at all, because that is the time when all viruses end, and as time goes by year after year, every function of her body will slowly decline, for example, The body will fester, the hair will fall out, and finally until the heart is beating weakly.

Seeing Wells' sad appearance, the dean continued to use broken Chinese to comfort him: "Mr. Pei, although it seems that Madam's life is not long, judging from the spread of the virus, at this time She should be bald, but in this situation, she still has black hair, which means it is a good sign, maybe her virus will be eliminated slowly, thus prolonging her lifespan!"

Yeah?Will you really live five years?

Wells himself didn't quite believe it. This hospital can be regarded as the top hospital in the world, and even the dean here is helpless. How could he believe in miracles, because that was the way to paralyze him.This is the real trick of God's will. She has been obtained through untold hardships, but she only has five years of life.

And five years later, how should he live?Like Song Eryi, paralyzing himself!

Jane Winnie, you are so unfair, I met you so late!

Jane Winnie, is it really that difficult to grow old with me?After the inspection, the two returned to the manor. In the car, Jane Winnie was still in a sluggish state. As soon as she got home, she immediately jumped up and down, clamoring to make rose cakes for Wells. There was nothing she could do about it, and she could only let her own way .

For the roses that were cut at noon, Jane Winnie asked the servants to pick the tenderest cores to make stuffing, and let the servants take the rest to dry for easy storage. Wells sat at the table and carefully typed the documents , while Jane Winnie, who was standing beside her, was happily kneading the dough.

She smiled secretly, dipped her index finger in the flour on the table, and then quickly drew a line across Wells' face. Sure enough, he stopped typing and wiped the flour on his cheeks, helplessly. shook his head and smiled.

"Will you do it?" Wells looked up at her and asked lightly.

Jane Winnie nodded her head confidently, and answered reluctantly, "I probably will, because I always feel that I have done the same thing before, so it's fine, don't worry!"

Wells sighed softly, and continued to focus on typing documents. After a while, Jane Winnie was panting, rubbed her sore hands, and muttered: "Hands are so sore, I can't squeeze them anymore, but they haven't closed yet. good."

Complaining is indeed the best way to stop Wells, he decisively moved the computer to the other side of the table, took the dough in her hand without saying a word, and said softly: "Go and rest when you are tired, I will ..."

It was said that Jane Winnie showed her skills and finally made a cake for Wells, but in the end she obediently stood aside as an audience, clapping and shouting for him.

The fragrance of rose cakes overflowed, spreading all the way from the kitchen to the whole room. Jane Winnie swallowed, and saw the servant carrying the baked flower-shaped biscuit, gobbling it up, and shouting that it was delicious after taking a big bite.

"Wells, it's really delicious! I thought you were just good at cooking, but I didn't expect that biscuits are also top-notch!" Jane Winnie stuffed the remaining half into her mouth, and took out another piece from the plate .

Wells just looked at her and smiled, and kept passing tissues for her, reminding: "Eat carefully, no one will fight with you, just out of the oven, don't burn yourself!"

After stuffing the second biscuit, Jane Winnie patted the crumbs in her hand, and asked suspiciously, "Don't you like biscuits? They are delicious!"

Wells shook his head faintly, picked up the computer by the table, and continued to work hard. Jane Winnie pouted, picked up the biscuit with her slender paws, and then reached out to feed him, "Open your mouth, ah... ..”

He was taken aback, but he didn't intend to bite her at all. He just stared at her for a long time thinking, until he saw her pouted in dissatisfaction, and said something like this: "The roses I picked for you with my own hands, I personally fed you again, don’t you even want to eat?”

In fact, after getting along during this period of time, Jane Winnie felt that Wells was not an ordinary person. He didn't know how to eat many things. He obviously prepared a table of rich and delicious dishes for her, but he only ate a few of them every day. This is the same dish for every meal, and you won't get bored.

Sometimes I think he is a picky eater, but sometimes I think it is not as simple as a picky eater. In short, she is very puzzled.

She didn't open her mouth for a long time, and Jane Winnie started to get a little angry, "If you don't eat today, I will be angry! You can figure it out!"

Sure enough, after her threatening words, Wells opened Jingui's mouth and bit down the biscuit that was handed to him. Only then was Jane Winnie willing to calm down, and fed him a few more mouthfuls before she let it go. Pass.

In fact, Wells eats a lot of food, but he is too hypocritical, he always wants to be fed by her before he eats, he is really hypocritical.Boo - Jian Winnie put her red lips together without thinking, shyly kissed him lightly on the face, then let go of her feet, and left quickly.

Wells smiled happily, so he picked up the tissue, slowly spit out the biscuit in his mouth, then threw it into the trash can aside, and continued to work.

For dinner, Wells prepared the meal on time. Jane Winnie went downstairs very carefully this time, and never dared to jump up and down again. Wells took off his apron, opened the seat and patted, and stood facing the stairs. Jane Winnie said, "Come and sit!"

"Hmm." Jane Winnie just sat down with a smile, glanced at the dishes on the table, and just when she was about to move her chopsticks, she accidentally brushed Wells's reddish cheeks, so she pinched his face and looked at it, He asked worriedly, "Why are you blushing?"

Wells was indifferent and answered very naturally. "The study room was a bit stuffy just now, that's why I blushed. Eat quickly, or you should be hungry."

"Oh." Jane Winnie didn't think much, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and ate the delicious meal.