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1689: If he insists on not getting a divorce...

It was around 11 o'clock in the evening.

Junziyan's fever subsided a lot. After taking throat-wetting pills in his throat, his speech was not only very hoarse, but also barely able to speak more.

After Junzinuo hung her a drip, he forced a few more cold medicines and told her to go to bed earlier before leaving.

After a while, she felt a little dizzy in her head.

After taking a look at the time of the phone, she called the phone out.

Nangong Rui was sitting in the sports car, expressionless, with all the zeniths open, and the cold wind at night poured into every nerve ending in his body, and finally all gathered together, condensing a dull depressive atmosphere.

The phone rang again.

He didn't expect that it was her call.

She has recovered from a cold, can she speak?

Slide to answer, "Hey."

Junziyan opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak at the same time. She coughed twice before speaking, "Where are you?"

"You can really talk."

"Well, I took throat pills, and my fever subsided a lot and my body recovered a lot. My brother said, you took care of me all night last night, thank you."

Nangong Rui smiled lonely and said, "I didn't do anything, you don't need to thank me."

"Where are you?" the woman asked in a hoarse voice.

He pondered for a moment, and looked at the colorful lights of the fashionable plaque hanging high in the bar, "I'm outside the bar."

Junziyan didn't expect him to run there, "Are you drinking there?"

"Well, I'm a little drunk."

"How much did you drink?" she asked anxiously.

Nangong Rui frowned, "What's wrong?"

"It's so late, why are you doing outside alone? Wouldn't you come back yet? What if you meet any bad guys along the way?"

He felt some warmth in his heart and smiled softly, "You are here again, are you so worried about me? I'm not a child."

"I'm asking the driver of the villa to pick you up now, and you can send me the location."

He said, "No, I can go back by myself."

Junziyan was a little anxious, "No, I'd better ask the driver to pick you up. If you drink too much, it will be bad if something happens on the way back."

With just one worry about her, Nangong Rui felt a little happy, "Okay, I'll send you a location, and you'll ask the driver to pick me up!"

"good."

Five minutes later, the location was sent to the driver on the night shift, and Junziyan lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

I was wearing the black sportswear I had after taking a shower last night.

After thinking about it, she went to find a cotton white bathrobe to wear and then went downstairs.

The hall was quiet, and the servants probably fell asleep.

Her throat hurts and itchy, covering her lips to prevent the cough from waking up the others.

Turning around and going into the kitchen, turning on the beacon.

Junziyan found the ingredients he needed, first made a sobering soup, and then boiled water to prepare a soba noodles.

She thought that she had hurt Fei Siting and could no longer hurt Nangong Rui.

Even if she doesn't love Nangong Rui at all, if he insists on not wanting to divorce, she should still do her duty as a wife, cook and wash clothes.

...........

More than half an hour has passed.

When Nangong Rui walked into the hall, he watched the lights turn on in the kitchen.

He walked step by step and saw the woman sitting on the dining chair, her eyebrows and eyes drooping slightly, staring at the flowers on the dining table in a daze.

From this perspective, he could see her long and thick eyelashes, full of spiritual energy.

Her face was no longer as blushing as during the day, and her complexion looked better.

But...she lost weight.

Really lost weight.

From the time I got married to him to now, I have obviously lost too much weight.
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