The sweet pet of a wealthy family: He Shao's substitute bride

Back in the room, Jiang Ruoyue took a flower petal bath, without feeling sleepy, she tidied up the clothes in the closet.

After tidying up, He Yi hasn't come up yet, which means he hasn't finished his work yet.

These two days in the hospital, because it was a distinguished VIP ward with a big bed, He Yi also slept with her at night.

She is used to being in his arms, and he is used to holding her.

Suddenly there was movement downstairs, Jiang Ruoyue ran to the balcony, the car stopped, it was the doctor who came.

Jiang Ruoyue couldn't help worrying about He Yi's injury.

She made a wish to the stars all over the sky, to bless He Yi's injury to heal quickly, if it really doesn't work, transfer his pain to her.

According to relevant data, women's pain tolerance is three times that of men.

Returning from the balcony, after tossing on the bed for a while, Jiang Ruoyue gradually fell asleep.

In the study, the doctor finished examining He Yi's body.

He Yi frowned, "What's wrong with me?"

"Young master, according to the phenomenon you mentioned, I'm afraid it's a tendency to be irritable."

"Cyrrhic?"

"The toxin enters your blood, causing various abnormal reactions in the body, and also makes you unable to control your emotions, becoming impulsive and irritable."

"Are there any controlled drugs?" The corners of He Yi's lips tensed up.

The doctor looked puzzled, "These conditions are all caused by poisoning, and the root cause must be cured. The difficulty is that there is no cure for this poison."

The doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead again.

"And, judging from the current situation, the young master will become more and more impulsive and irritable. I am afraid that the further he goes, the easier it is to cause harm to the people around him."

He Yijun's face was gloomy, he could bear the pain, but if he couldn't control his emotions, it would be very bad.

"Okay, you can go back."

The doctor hesitated to speak, and left with the kit.

After the doctor left, He Yi sat alone in the study for another half an hour before quietly going upstairs.

Walking softly to the bed, seeing Jiang Ruoyue's sleeping face, He Yi looked at it for a while.

As soon as he finished washing and went to bed lightly, Jiang Ruoyue seemed to sense it. With a groan, she moved over with her eyes closed and hugged his muscular waist.

He Yi moved his throat, Jiang Ruoyue must have gotten used to it.

Involuntarily, He Yi raised his hand to gently stroke Jiang Ruoyue's hair, quietly observing his sleeping posture.

Move very lightly, for fear of waking her up.

The phone vibrated, a message from He Hua.

"Don't let her get hurt again."

He Yi deleted that text message and put down his phone.

After a sleepless night, He Yi entered the study room early in the morning and had a morning meeting with foreign partners, and stayed in the study room the entire time, lying on the big leather chair with two shirt buttons unbuttoned on his chest and his long legs crossed. It was placed on the smooth table, a cigarette was held between the fingertips, and the documents on the table were in a mess.

What he said last night was playing in his mind, "Irritable and impulsive, the longer it takes, the easier it is to cause harm to the people around you."

"Medicine can only alleviate the symptoms, but cannot completely control them." He Yi grabbed a handful of hard hair irritably.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, the atmosphere in the room was gloomy.

"Dong dong dong."

Outside, Jiang Ruoyue was knocking on the door.

"Husband, I made scented tea, do you want to try it?"

When Jiang Ruoyue got up early in the morning, she found that He Yi had entered the study again and never came out.

He Yi immediately extinguished the cigarette in his hand, got up and turned on the air purifier, and hastily sorted out the documents on the table before opening the door.

"Baby."

He led Jiang Ruoyue into the study, and after he sat down, he pulled Jiang Ruoyue onto his lap.

Jiang Ruoyue turned sideways and looked at his blue eyes with wide eyes: "Are you busy recently?"

"There is an overseas project to follow up, and it takes a little effort."

He Yi nodded, put his hands around Jiang Ruoyue's waist, picked up the scented tea on the table, and took a sip.

"Sorry, my husband neglected my baby when he was busy."

Putting down the tea, He Yi pinched Jiang Ruoyue's beautifully curved nose.Jiang Ruoyue shook her head, she just felt that something was wrong with He Yi, but looking at the documents on the table and the computer screen, she was indeed busy with work.

"Honey, don't stress too much, your body is more important." Jiang Ruoyue took advantage of the situation and lay down on He Yi's chest muscles.

"Would you like me to send Qi Yun to take you to the countryside to stay with grandma for a while, my husband will be very busy in the days to come."

Jiang Ruoyue was surprised, it was too sudden.

"Go back to the country?"

He Yi nodded: "Well, you go back to the countryside to spend time with grandma, and I will pick you up after my husband has been busy for a while."

He Yi was very worried that he would lose control of his temper and hurt Jiang Ruoyue.

Jiang Ruoyue shook her head: "No, Fu Lu's wedding is coming soon, I can't leave now."

Jiang Ruoyue always felt weird.

"And it's okay, you are busy with your work, I am not a child, and I also want to do design, you don't need to accompany me."

He Yi touched his teeth with the tip of his tongue, Jiang Ruoyue didn't follow his own train of thought, and he felt a slight headache.

But as smart as him, he restrained his emotions, landed on her waist with a big palm, and laughed inscrutablely.

"Do you really don't need me to accompany you? I feel like there is someone who has been clinging to me very tightly recently. As soon as I go to bed, I can move into my arms with my eyes closed."

Jiang Ruoyue blinked and pretended to be Xiaobai: "Who? That person must not be me. I am busy with my design."

He Yi glanced sideways at the brilliance outside, picked up the remote control, closed the curtains, stroked Jiang Ruoyue's soft hair, and lightly patted her buttocks.

"Get up first."

He Yi got up, walked to the big red sandalwood bookshelf with long legs, selected a bottle of red wine from a row of treasures, took two goblets in his hand, poured one-third of the red wine in each gracefully.

In the study room, there was an ambiguous atmosphere instantly.

Holding the red wine and shaking it gently, Jiang Ruoyue held her face with one hand, her face seemed to be a little rosy from the red wine.

He Yi sat down again, still pulling Jiang Ruoyue into his arms.

Jiang Ruoyue blinked, and her cheeks were stained red: "Husband, are we going to have a cup of wine?"

"Baby, don't tell me I won't?" Staring at the shy beauty in her arms.

Jiang Ruoyue raised her face and crossed his elbows, "Of course I will."

"You feed me."

He Yi stopped her movement of turning her elbow back.

Jiang Ruoyue froze for a moment, then nodded happily with a blushing face, "Enen."

Both of them raised their arms lightly, allowing each other to taste the sweetness smoothly.

After feeding each other, Jiang Ruoyue blushed so hot that she simply buried her in his chest.

He Yi leaned against the back of the chair, sipping slowly.

"Husband, have you really never been in love before?"

Why does she feel that this man is a veteran in love?

"No way, your vision is too high, and, who told you not to show up earlier."

He Yi took advantage of the situation and pinched Jiang Ruoyue's soft cheek again: "Don't doubt your husband's ability, there are some things that you can learn without a teacher."

Jiang Ruoyue hummed dissatisfied: "Hmph, show up earlier, and you said you were going to strangle me to death."

"That's not misleading, why don't you hurry up and make amends?" Jiang Ruoyue raised her crisp chin, and covered her wine-scented lips.

"Why don't you wear the hairpin?"

He Yi put down his wine glass, and ran his big palm through her long black hair.

"Oh, it's too expensive, I'm afraid I'll lose it, so keep it safe."

……

"I was wrong, I will wear it later, I will wear it later."