Crippled Master's Young Wife

On the huge bed, Fu Yuntine put one hand on his forehead. His eyebrows were tightly knitted, and his handsome face was filled with impatience from being woken up.    

His long arm grabbed the phone and took a look. When he saw Xia Ling's WeChat message, he could not help but scoff.    

He fell down. It was actually his fault?    

This reason was strong enough!    

However, why was this woman so persistent in letting him go back this time?    

Normally, she would avoid him as much as possible.    

There was something strange about it!    

Fu Yuntine narrowed his eyes. One of his arms was behind his head as he calmly stared at the messages. The corner of his mouth was slightly curved.    

Putting aside her goal, this feeling of being remembered by others was really pleasant.    

However, when he thought of the scene of a woman with misty eyes calling Mr Ling, the expression on Fu Yuntine's face became cold again.    

The phone suddenly rang, interrupting Fu Yuntine's thoughts.    

His gaze lightly touched the three words' stupid woman 'on the phone screen, and the corners of Fu Yuntine's mouth curled up again.    

He really called?    

He really wouldn't stop until he achieved his goal.    

Fu Yuntine threw the phone to the side and rested his arms behind his head, allowing the phone to ring continuously.    

He wanted to see how long she could last.    

The phone's ringing stopped. Fu Yuntine turned his head and stared at the phone to see when it would ring again.    

However, after the call, the phone did not ring again.    

Ah, so it turns out that patience is just so-so.    

Fu Yuntine got up and leaned against the bed. He took the phone and stared at the screen, as if he was going to burn a hole through it.    

After a while, Fu Yuntine pressed the dial button.    

He wanted to see why this woman was so eager to contact him.    

As soon as the call went through, it was instantly connected.    

The woman's joyful voice came from the electric current, "Second Young Master Fu, you finally called me back."    

So excited?    

Did you miss him?    

Fu Yuntine curled his lips and pretended to be impatient. "What is it? Early in the morning, it was a message and a phone call?"    

"It's like this. Didn't I say that I would make cake for you to apologize for your crime? But I saw that you didn't come back, and you didn't receive my sincerity either. I felt uneasy in my heart, so I wanted to treat you to a meal. I apologize again. "    

This sentence made Fu Yuntine's black eyes squint.    

Being overly attentive would make people doubt him instead.    

In his knowledge, she was never the kind of woman who would try to please him just because she wanted to apologize.    

What exactly did she want to do?    

Fu Yuntine suppressed the doubt in his heart and lightly scoffed, "So obedient? It really makes me feel flattered."    

"Second Young Master Fu, you were injured because of me. No matter what, I should apologize."    

Xia Ling smiled and tried to please him.    

"Ok, I will give you a chance to apologize."    

He wanted to see if she really wanted to treat him to a meal or if there were other reasons.    

"You agreed? That's great. I'll send the exact address to your phone later."    

The woman's voice was full of joy, which made Fu Yuntine smile.    

Thinking of the message he saw on WeChat, Fu Yuntine coughed lightly and said, "Did you fall down this morning? Did your leg hurt? How stupid do you think you are?"    

Was it really because he didn't go back that she fell because she was in a state of restlessness?    

In her heart, was he that important?    

"Uh, it's fine, it's fine. I just twisted it a bit, it's nothing serious."    

Xia Ling smiled coyly. "Second Young Master Fu, it's settled then. I'll hang up first. See you later."    

Before Fu Yuntine could say anything, a beeping sound came from the phone.    

Looking at the hung up phone, Fu Yuntine snorted lightly and threw the phone to the side.    

Looks like this sprain was just an excuse?    

What the hell is this woman doing?    

At the other end of the phone, Xia Ling took a deep breath and looked at the black screen of the phone. An apologetic look flashed across her face.    

For the sake of her mother, she could only let him down.