Crippled Master's Young Wife

Xia Xi hooked her arms around Fu Yuntine's neck and tried her best to open her eyes wide, but she did not have the strength to slowly close them.    

"Hubby, I seem to be really drunk. I am so tired."    

Seeing the woman in front of him gradually closing her eyes, Fu Yuntine laid her flat on the bed with a complicated expression on his handsome face.    

Wenn Ruoqing's way of doing things was wild, so he asked Jiang Lingyun to ask her for some drugs.    

The effects of alcohol and a little sedative should be able to make people unconsciously express their thoughts.    

He wanted to know...    

"Tell me, who are you?"    

Who exactly was she?    

Hopefully, he was overthinking it.    

"Of course... I am Fu Yuntine's wife." The woman muttered.    

"Are you really my wife Xia Ling?"    

"Xia Ling... Fu Yuntine's... wife."    

The woman's voice was soft and shallow. Fu Yuntine leaned to her side and frowned when he heard her.    

He had thought too much.    

She said that he was his wife, Xia Ling.    

So, was he really too scum?    

Fu Yuntine slowly straightened his body and stared at the woman's sleeping face with his dark eyes.    

His hands unconsciously clenched into fists. Fu Yuntine did not give up and reached out to pull out two strands of hair from her head.    

He did the last test.    

He wanted to completely dispel the doubts in his heart.    

Fu Yuntine got up and took out a tissue from the side. He wrapped Xia Xi's hair well and turned around to leave.    

The sleeping Xia Xi did not sleep well.    

She faintly heard someone asking her about her identity by her ear.    

What Fu Yuntine did not know was that she had asked the hypnotist to perform a deep hypnosis on her before.    

She was afraid that Fu Yuntine would notice something.    

Therefore, it was useless for Fu Yuntine to use drugs to make her reveal her thoughts!    

Outside the door, Fu Yuntine looked at the children's room and walked in big strides without hesitation.    

When he pushed open the door to the children's room, Aunt Lee was sitting by the side and taking a nap.    

Hearing the noise, she hurriedly got up.    

"Sir."    

Fu Yuntine nodded. "You go and take care of Madam."    

"Okay."    

Aunt Lee smiled and walked quickly to the door.    

When she opened the door and walked outside, she inadvertently saw Fu Yuntine bending over and pulling his hair out from the little guy's head.    

Aunt Lee's smile slightly stiffened. Seeing Fu Yuntine put the hair that he had pulled out into a tissue and wrap it up, her heart skipped a beat.    

What was he doing?    

Why did he pull out the young master's hair?    

A terrifying thought flashed through Aunt Lee's mind, and her face turned pale.    

At this time, the little person groaned in discomfort because of her hair being pulled out.    

Aunt Lee impulsively walked in, "Sir, Little Young Master seems to be uncomfortable. You were on his head just now..."    

When her voice fell, Aunt Lee felt that she was being rude.    

This was not a question that a servant like her should ask.    

"It's fine. Aunt Lee, go and sleep."    

Fu Yuntine put the things back into his pocket and did not explain much to Aunt Lee.    

Aunt Lee's heart was in a panic. She lowered her eyes slightly and hid the panic in her heart. She nodded and quickly left.    

Although she did not want to, she still could not let Sir find out the truth.    

No, she had to tell that bad woman.    

Sir, I'm sorry!    

In the children's room, Fu Yuntine sat on the sofa and took out a paper bag. His dark eyes stared at the things in his hands as if he was looking at a hot potato.    

At this moment, his mood was extremely complicated.    

He did not know why he did this.    

Was it because he didn't want to admit that he had become trash, or was it because he had doubts in his heart and wanted to find the truth?    

In short, that was what he did.    

Closing his eyes, Fu Yuntine took a deep breath and put away the paper bag.    

In the main bedroom, Aunt Lee looked at Xia Xi who had fallen asleep. Her old eyes were flickering.    

She really wanted to strangle her, but she was afraid that if she died, her own children and grandchildren would also die.    

She could only suppress the resentment in her heart and walk over to wake her up.