Young Master's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 13

On the way back to the hospital from the cafe, Lin Nianyu had been thinking about how to persuade Lu Jingjing to withdraw his complaint. Thinking about Cheng Chen's questions to his, she felt a stifling feeling in her heart.

If he hadn't been coerced by that tyrannical and unreasonable man five years ago, he would never have accidentally hurt his sister.

"Sis, where are you now?" She raised her head to look at the cloudy sky, and her steps towards the hospital became heavier.

That man who hated him to the bones, why did he keep getting entangled with him?

He had completely fulfilled all his requests five years ago, so why was he still unwilling to let him go?

"Little Yu, my bad uncle always wins against me. Hurry up and help me make him lose." The moment they entered the ward, Little Fishy turned to look at Lin Xiangyu in excitement and continued to race with Lu Jingjing.

A large ward had become a toy store. Various kinds of robots, jigsaw puzzles, Magic Cube, and so on, occupied almost every place that they could land their feet on.

Lin Xiangyu stood by the door in a trance, staring at the two figures who were beaming with joy and enjoying their game.

"Little brat, it's useless to call reinforcements." Lu Jing spoke with disdain. He squinted his eyes and looked at the people standing there.

With her intelligence, she wouldn't be able to help her son turn the tables.

"Small fish? What's the matter with you? " Little Fishy stopped what she was doing when she heard Lu Jingjing's lack of response and looked curiously at Lin Xiangyu.

"Ah?" "Why?" Lin Xiangyu was pulled back from her thoughts by Little Fishy's call and returned her gaze with a gentle smile.

"Forget it, I'm tired. I don't want to play anymore." Lu Jingzhen threw the control panel in his hand to the side and spoke with complete lack of interest.

"I haven't beaten you yet." Little Fishy pouted and glanced unhappily at Lu Jingjing, who had returned to his sickbed.

"I'm hungry. Hurry up and cook." As if saying that he couldn't handle her, Lu Jingjing waved his hand at Little Fishy and told her.

This person was truly unreasonable. Just as he entered the room, he started using his bag again before he put it down.

Lin Xiangyu ignored his orders. She wordlessly looked at the arrogant Lu Jingjing lying on the bed before turning around and carrying Little Fishy to the bed.

"The ground is so cold, you can't sit there forever."

"It's alright, I'm a real man, I'm not that delicate." Little Fishy spoke in an adult's voice, obediently putting her arms around Lin Xiangyu's neck and obediently climbing onto the bed.

"A little brat." When Lu Jingwen heard Little Fishy's words, he curled his lips in disdain and spoke without a care.

Lin Xiangyu looked back at him in disgust. This was truly unreasonable. Even if he wanted to talk about children, he still had to be wary of it.

He lightly rubbed his son's small nose and softly praised, "Small fish is the best."

After settling down the small fish, she went straight up the stairs.

"Didn't you hear me, Lin Xiangyu?" Lu Jingwen looked angrily at Lin Xiangyu, who was walking upstairs. His tone turned cold.

"Got it." Lin Xiangyu answered weakly, but did not look back.

With such a petty Lu Jingjing who went back on his word, she really didn't know how to face him. She didn't want to take another look at him at the moment.