Chapter 4802 Why, You Still Feel Sorry for Me? 7

She wiped the water off her hands and said lightly, "Move your place, Miss Su, serve Master Cheng well, he misses you."

Sister Hong was about to leave.

Master Cheng was so anxious, "Why are you leaving, woman, I recognized the wrong person just now."

He jumped down to catch her, but this time he was too anxious and really tore the wound.

Master Cheng's black face turned pale, and he slowly sat on the bed while covering his wound.

Su Zhiyan felt so distressed that she went to help Master Cheng. Although Master Cheng was in great pain, he still threw her aside and said, "Get out."

Su Zhiyan trembled her lips and said for a long time, "Master Cheng, don't regret it. If you get along with this old woman, I will really ignore you."

Just after she finished speaking, she was slapped by Master Cheng.

"You scolded my woman too? Who is an old woman? In my heart, she is a fairy." Master Cheng said in a rough voice.

Su Zhiyan simply couldn't believe that she couldn't even compete with an old woman. Did Cheng Ye protect this woman so much and want to marry her?

She was so ashamed that she ran away with her face covered.

Sister Hong was watching a play, and Cheng Ye got angry: "Call a doctor, do you want your man to die?"

Sister Hong saw that he didn't look fake, so she called a doctor.

The result was very serious, and Cheng Ye would have to lie in the ward for another week.

But Cheng Ye was happy.

The weather outside was going to change. He lay on the hospital bed, enjoying the comfort of his woman, chewing a crystal pear, and humming a little song: "This is life~~"

Even if he was injured and couldn't have some other entertainment activities, it was a pity.

While Cheng Ye was singing a little song, Xiao Mao talked about the situation outside, and finally whispered: "Sister-in-law... Sister-in-law went out to take care of it, and it was much calmer outside. Master, sister-in-law is really capable."

Xiao Mao really admired her and praised her one by one.

Originally, Mr. Cheng was going to jump up and down, but later he was also very happy, thinking that his woman was capable.

However, although he was a little proud, Mr. Cheng didn't want Sister Hong to get involved in these trivial matters. After Xiao Mao left, he looked at the small room.

Sister Hong was writing a manuscript with a notebook and a cup of coffee in her hand.

Mr. Cheng came over and asked happily: "What are you writing?"

Sister Hong was writing an English manuscript, and just when she wanted to show off, she didn't know that she couldn't understand a single letter.

So she frowned: "You are a good Chinese, but you have to write in foreign languages."

"Then you don't drink foreign wine or smoke cigars? ' Sister Hong glanced at him.

Mr. Cheng's old face turned red, and he touched his head: "How can it be the same? Buying things from foreigners and letting them work for us, how impressive."

Sister Hong continued to write, and then said lightly: "Yes, it's ridiculous to beat your foreigners to death."

Mr. Cheng was a little angry: "What's the matter with death? You always hope that your man will die. Without me, where can you find such a perfect person? Rich and healthy."

Sister Hong snorted: "You can't find someone so thick-skinned."

Mr. Cheng laughed and came over to wink: "Do you miss me?"

"Shameless, get out of the way." Sister Hong said bluntly.

Mr. Cheng was suspicious all of a sudden. He was hospitalized for half a month, and they separated before. With the coquettishness of this woman, would she find another pretty boy to accompany him for such a long time?

When he thought of the process of accompanying, Mr. Cheng felt particularly uncomfortable and felt that he was cheated.