Mr. Lin is crazy about his cute wife

There was a knock on the door.

Zhang Yueyue casually said, "Come in!"

Lindu walked in wearing light grey silk pajamas and slippers.

"Something?" Zhang Yueyue threw her cell phone on the bed and sat up straight.

"It's okay, I'm just worried about you. Yue'er, you've been caught in the rain, don't catch a cold." Lin Du stood not far from the end of the bed.

"Sit down. After all, you are holding up your windbreaker to protect yourself from the wind and rain. You have worked hard all afternoon."

"Yuer, I'm sorry. I made you suffer." Lin Du was a man who had no way back. He wanted to take out his power bank to charge his phone and call for help, but Zhang Yueyue would definitely get angry. He didn't expect it to rain heavily, so he could only stand it and get drenched. He felt very guilty.

Zhang Yueyue smiled helplessly, "Forget it, you're wetter than me."

"Just now, when I came in, you were sighing. What were you doing?" Lin Du was very attentive. He sat on the sofa at the end of the bed instead of sitting on the bed.

"Yes, it's my aunt. She came back from the United States and said she was traveling to Beijing with her son and grandson and wanted to meet me.

She asked me to have dinner with my husband and children.

My family doesn’t know about my divorce.” Zhang Yueyue didn’t want her family to know that she was divorced. Her aunt married well, and her uncle’s family had a good business. They were not really wealthy, but they lived a good life.

"It's just a small matter, why are you sighing? We can just go have dinner with your aunt. We'll be the host and do our best to be a good host. There's nothing to worry about." Lin Du shook his head. He understood that Zhang Yueyue didn't want to ask him to act.

"My aunt and her family are here for a trip, and I guess it's just a cover to see me. We don't have a very deep relationship with each other. It's probably possible that they can ask Yitang to do something for them." Zhang Yueyue crossed her legs and looked at Lin Du who was sitting sideways on the sofa.

"Who cares? Let them do whatever they want. We'll treat them to a meal and I'll arrange for someone to take them around Beijing. We'll also take care of their hotel and air tickets. I'll take care of these small matters. As for whether or not to do the job, Yitang is grown up and he knows how to deal with it." At this moment, Lin Du was like a patient and decision-making husband, comforting his wife.

Zhang Yueyue was a little moved. Lin Du was still the thoughtful and protective man who was her support.

"Well, thank you for your help." Zhang Yueyue lowered her head. She didn't want to hastily agree to get back together with Lin Du because of external factors.

"Yuer, there's no need to be polite between us. Just don't say anything troublesome to me." Lin Du was very happy, and Zhang Yueyue agreed to his suggestion.

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In the living room of the Li family, the whole family accompanied Lin Du and Zhang Yueyue and asked the family doctor to check them out. It seemed that there was no problem at the moment, and the family doctor prescribed warm tonic Chinese medicine to prevent colds.

The nurse packed up the medicine box, and the doctor gave a few more instructions and prepared to leave.

Zhang Yueyue sat next to Lin Du and glanced at him. She accidentally saw blood seeping from the sleeve of Lin Du's pajamas. "Doctor, please take a look at Brother Du's arm."

Lin Du didn't want Zhang Yueyue to know that he was injured. "Doctor, no, I'm fine."

"What's wrong? Is your arm injured?" Grandma Lin felt sorry for her son, but was also angry with him. If he hadn't done it himself, why would he do this?

The doctor asked Lindu to take off his pajamas, exposing his right arm. His skin was covered with abrasions, some of which were still bleeding, and there were some burr-like things stuck in his skin.

"Master Lin, these wounds of yours need to be treated. Fortunately, they are only skin injuries. Are these scratched by plants? It will be painful when I treat them, so please bear with it." The doctor helped Lin Du treat the wounds, and the nurse assisted him from the side.

Seeing Lin Du gritting his teeth to endure the pain, Zhang Yueyue subconsciously held Lin Du's hand, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."