Chapter 493: Foot pain

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"Slap--" The wine glass shattered, Rong Shao stood up excitedly, grabbed his neck tightly and forced to ask: "What do you say? Say it again!"
"Uncle Rong..." Xue Wei stood up nervously, looking at Feng Churui worriedly.
After the latter handed her a reassuring look, she slowly sat down.
Feng Churui looked at his face that was about to run away, smiled lowly, and didn't intend to make him any more. He said honestly: "Today, An Ning came to the town hall to talk to me about the progress of the case, and suddenly nausea and nausea when she was leaving. She explained It’s because of a bad stomach, I don’t look like it. Secretary Wu said that this was also true when his wife was pregnant. The pregnancy reaction was particularly large and she vomited dimly."
"An Ning's stomach is always good!" Rong Shao said excitedly.
Feng Churui snapped his hand away and straightened his tie: "That's right, the pregnancy reaction is correct. By the way, I found that she was wearing flat shoes. If you don't believe it, you can personally confirm..."
Before Feng Churui finished his speech, Rong Shao rushed out of the box with excitement. During the rush, he almost hit the coffee table. The tall figure stumbled several times.
"Rong Shao, what's wrong with this?" Outside the door of the private room, Xu Zhiyuan asked puzzled Rong Shao who lost his manner.
"Come on, go to Villa Christine!" Rong Yan had no time to tell him, snarling while rushing out.
Xu Zhiyuan, who had returned to God, did not dare to slack off and immediately followed.
The door of the private room was banged vigorously, and Rong Shao's figure had disappeared.
The Tang Dynasty looked at the closed door and sighed again: "Why is Master's life so unlucky! Yan is at least quarreling, Luo Anning is still pregnant...and there is a chance of recovery."
Feng Churui ignored him and left him alone in the spring and walked up to Wu Xuewei. When she saw that she had put down her chopsticks and touched her head, she asked, "Have you eaten?"
Wu Xuewei nodded, very well-behaved: "I have eaten well, Uncle Feng."
"Then let's go, I'll take you home." After finishing, Feng Churui said to Tang Dynasty: "A Chao, I will send Xuewei home, let's go first."
The Tang Dynasty was full of imagination, and it waved absently: "Go."
Patting him on the shoulder, Feng Churui whispered: "Don't drink too much, pay attention to yourself."
The Tang Dynasty waved his hands impatiently before he glanced at Wu Xuewei and turned to walk out.
"Ouch—" Wu Xuewei stepped on the empty wine bottle with high heels, and the foot was slammed!
Feng Churui turned his head and looked at her pitiful little squatted on the ground, cold face: "You learn to wear high heels at a young age, do you know what is wrong now?"
Wu Xuewei bowed his head in grievance and muttered softly: "Aren't you afraid that you will take me as a child, don't men like mature women..."
"Get up, let's go back."
Looking at his tall back, Wu Xuewei reluctantly called him: "Uncle Feng, my foot hurts...I can't get up."
Feng Churui turned around again and looked at her innocently, Wu Xuewei stretched his arms pitifully toward him, "Uncle Feng hugged me, I can't go."
A trace of helplessness flashed on Feng Churu's elegant face, sighing, and came to hug her across and walk out of the private room.
Wu Xuewei wrapped his arms around his neck consciously, nestled in his arms and smiled secretly.
This foot won, worth it!
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Late at night, the Lincoln team stopped in front of the villa in full swing, waiting for the bodyguard to pull the car door, and Rong Shao knocked off the door.