Abstinence Master Sheng knocks on the door at night: Madam, please fulfill your obligations

The headache and nausea started again. Mrs. Wen felt very uncomfortable. She forced herself to speak: "Yueqin, accompany Youyou upstairs to take a shower and change clothes, and come down to eat later."

"Yes, ma'am."

Lin Yueqin lowered her head, looking respectful, and accompanied Wen Nianyou upstairs.

Mrs. Wen watched them enter the bathroom, and then she said softly, "Xingye, I think Doctor Anxin's matter is probably not that simple."

Wen Xingye frowned: "What do you mean?"

"I watched Xiaoyi grow up. This incident should not have been done by her."

"If she didn't do it, then who did it? Do you think our daughter did such a stupid thing?"

Wen Xingye was very dissatisfied: "You always favored the servant's daughter. Every time she did something wrong, you would excuse her!"

"I'm not trying to excuse Xiaoyi, but I know she's a really good kid and she wouldn't do something like this."

"Is there anything she can't do? Stealing, lying, fighting, skipping school, premature love, she hasn't learned anything good! She's nowhere near Youyou! How many times have I told you that a servant is a servant, just pay her enough and don't worry about her children, but you just won't listen to me!"

Mrs. Wen still shook her head: "I won't argue with you about those things in the past, but this time, it couldn't have been done by Xiaoyi."

"How is it impossible? Her biological mother said it was her, and you still say it's not her?"

"Xiaoyi hasn't been home these days. How could she steal Youyou's phone? And how could she use Youyou's phone to send messages to Dr. Anxin every day?"

More importantly, Dr. Anxin’s assistant said that she had called her many times, but the call was hung up every time.

Her cell phone is always kept at home, by her side, and only a few people have access to it.

Wen Xingye still didn't believe it: "Youyou doesn't stay at home all day. She goes out every day. Lin Chuyi must have stolen her phone while she was out."

Seeing that he didn't believe her, Mrs. Wen stopped talking. In fact, even she herself didn't want to believe that her daughter was lying.

"Jinyu, let's just leave it at that. Don't worry about it anymore. Your health is the most important thing. Youyou has been found. I'll go to the hospital with you for a checkup some other day. Your health is the most important thing."

"it is good."

"By the way, do you have any more money? Give me some more."

"Didn't I give you 30 million last month?"

"It's only 30 million. What can I do? That money is not enough. I need another 50 million."

Mrs. Wen shook her head: "You have taken all the cash. I don't have that much cash now."

"Don't you have a dowry villa? Sell it. When I make money from business, I will buy you a bigger and better one."

Mrs. Wen hesitated: "I have sold 90% of my dowry properties. Now I only have this villa left, which I will leave for Youyou as a dowry."

"Don't worry about Youyou's dowry. I will prepare it for her. I am short of funds for my business now. You can sell the villa first to help me out."

"But, Youyou..."

Wen Xingye sat down next to her and put his arm around her shoulders: "Jinyu, help me, I will definitely make money this time. You are the eldest daughter of the Ye family. When you married me, I promised that I would make your life better than in the Ye family. I just lack some capital. I will succeed soon."

Mrs. Wen couldn't stand his soft and hard nagging, so she finally agreed: "Okay, I'll have someone sell the villa some other day."

Wen Xingye laughed: "I knew that you are the person who understands me the most and supports me the most in the world."

Mrs. Wen did not laugh, not because her 2 billion dowry had been squandered, but because she had a splitting headache, as if tens of thousands of needles were stabbing her in the head at the same time.

Wen Xingye didn't notice her pain. After getting what he wanted, he stood up and walked to the kitchen: "It smells so good. Let me see what the kitchen has made today. I wonder if they have your favorite drunken crab."

Mrs. Wen propped up her head and looked at his back. The doctor told her not to eat irritating foods such as crabs, but he seemed to have forgotten it again.