1117: C1117 Suffocated

C1117 Suffocated

Ansley had a family doctor accompanying him, but this doctor was good at surgery. Mu Qichen also invited another gynecologist to treat Sheng Yan's body.

"It has been a long time since I received this kind of treatment." Sheng Yan lay lazily in the sunshine room. The doctor advised her to not blow the wind. Recently, Sheng Jiyang did not allow her to go out.

Sheng Yan's injuries were actually not serious. Although she fell from the stairs, this was premeditated by her. When she rolled down the stairs, she deliberately avoided important parts of her body. Now, what she needed to recover from was just a small delivery care.

"Are you still used to it?" Sheng Jiyang originally wanted to say, "Could it be that Mu Qichen mistreated you and didn't arrange a family doctor for you?" But when the words were about to come out of his mouth, he held it back.

Now was not the time to mention that brat from the Mu family!

"Of course I like him!" Sheng Yan was a typical example of enjoying happiness and suffering.

"Ji, I heard your country's pastries are delicious." Ansley wore a nightgown and walked into the Sunlight Room. His entire face had the words "I want to eat" written on it.

"Wanwan's pastries are even better than the ones outside." Sheng Yan showed off her friend.

"Which restaurant is Wan Wan? Where is it?" Ansley was very interested.

" It's Wanwan. She's a good friend of mine." Sheng Jiyang explained.

Sheng Yan could not bear to look at him directly. It was hard to imagine that this foodie in front of her was the Ansley she had seen on the cruise.

The Cyril family had such a person in power. If they did not have her brother's help, they would probably fall.

Mu Qichen ignored Ansley and asked Sheng Yan, "When are you going to find Wanwan? And help me bring a congratulatory gift. I have to wait for your health to recover."

He also had to give a wedding gift to his little friend.

"Okay." Sheng Yan agreed, "Later, I will ask Wanwan when she is free."

No one else knew about Sheng Yan's return to Imperial Capital. She planned to recover in a month's time before telling Yan Wanwan and Guan Qingjiu.

Ansley seemed to be a little unhappy. After leaving the Sunlight Room, he pulled Mu Qichen and asked, "Is it Master Wanwan? How can I buy the confectioneries she makes? I want to try. "

" Just think about it. " Sheng Jiyang said sincerely.

Ansley:... ""

"Wanwan is not a dessert master. She is a supermodel and has another identity. She is Fu Sihan's wife."

Ever since Ansley pulled Sheng Jiyang to his side, he had almost never taken care of the family's matters. Only after Sheng Jiyang reminded him did he remember that the chairman and chairman of the RK Group had a wife in his hands.

Naturally, the wife of RK Group would not casually wash her hands and make soup for others.

Ansley sighed regretfully, "Then I won't have the chance to eat that Wan Wan's food?"

"Ansley, you used to have such delicious food." Shengji Yang was very speechless.

"That's because I didn't find any delicious food that could make me happy." Ansley spoke righteously and logically.

Sheng Jiyang lifted his leg and went downstairs. A bodyguard walked over and said, "Joker, there's a middle-aged man outside who calls himself Uncle Ming looking for you."

"Uncle Ming..." A smile flashed across Sheng Jiyang's eyes. "Is he alone?"

"Yes, he's alone."

"Invite him to the reception room to wait for me."

After Mu Qichen finished speaking, he met Ansley's puzzled gaze and explained, "Uncle Ming was the chef who took care of me and Xiao Yan's meals in the past."

Ansley's eyes lit up. "Does his cooking taste good?"

"I'm afraid not." Actually, Sheng Jiyang was not very clear about Yan Wanwan's cooking skills.

Ansli looked at Sheng Jiyang with resentment, as if he was saying, Why are you so useless? Finding a chef's craftsmanship was not as good as Fu Sihan's wife's.

"If you really want to try it, you can ask Xiao Yan to see if she is willing." Sheng Jiyang came up with an idea for Ansley.

Ansley cast a sidelong glance at Sheng Jiyang unhappily, "Don't you want me to have a good relationship with your sister? Just say it!"

Sheng Jiyang directly said, "Then I'll invite you to have a good relationship with my sister, alright?"

Ansley:... ""

He felt so aggrieved, but he couldn't think of anything to feel aggrieved about.

- -

In the living room sat a middle-aged man who was hale and hearty. He wore a white Tang suit and sat on the sofa, appearing to be a little anxious. When he saw Sheng Jiyang, he immediately stood up, and there was a hint of tears in his eyes.

"Young Master..."

"Uncle Ming, it has been many years since we last met. How is your health?" Sheng Jiyang's expression was the same as usual as he gestured for Uncle Ming to sit down.

"Good! All good!" Uncle Ming was a little excited when he saw Sheng Jiyang. "You're also fine, this is really great!"

Uncle Ming had initially thought that Sheng Jiyang was hopeless and had been sad for a long time.

Sheng Jiyang had never liked unnecessary small talk. He went straight to the point and asked, "Uncle Ming, are you here today to deliver a message to that person? Or are you a lobbyist? "

Sheng Jiyang had already investigated that Uncle Ming was at Mu Qichen's place early in the morning. Moreover, he had been Sheng Yan's personal chef for the past few months.

As for" that person, "although he did not explain it, they both knew who it was.

"Young Master, I did not bring a message to Young Master Mu, nor am I his lobbyist." Uncle Ming said, "Young Master Mu fired me."

Sheng Jiyang raised his eyebrows slightly.

They were all smart people. Even if they did not open their mouths, they could still understand what the other party meant.

Mu Qichen had left Uncle Ming behind because of Sheng Yan. Now that he fired Uncle Ming, he also hoped that Uncle Ming could continue following Sheng Yan.

"He can't even protect his own woman and child. That trash must have a guilty conscience." Sheng Jiyang sneered coldly.

Uncle Ming shut his mouth tightly and did not speak. There was no place for him to speak here.

The Sheng Family was his old boss, but, objectively speaking, Mu Qichen had treated him quite well over the years.

"How is that trash doing now?" Mu Qichen sat down on the sofa opposite Uncle Ming.

"When I left, Master Mu went to the company."

Sheng Jiyang nodded in satisfaction.

It was best for that trash to stop pestering his sister, or else he would break his dog legs!

"Since that's the case, I'll ask Uncle Ming to take care of Little Yan's diet from now on. But there's one thing you should know, since you've re-entered my Sheng Family... From now on, you'll be a member of the Sheng Family." Sheng Jiyang's last sentence was to give Uncle Ming a good beating.

"Of course, I understand."

"Alright." Sheng Jiyang asked the maid to bring Uncle Ming to his room.2

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