Chapter 1472 Wen Yan and His Wife (7)

Wen Ruoshui finally experienced firsthand how it felt when a person was unlucky and even drinking cold water would make his teeth ache. After cleaning the house for a day, everything was ready and he could move in.

Who knew that the water pipes in the house would burst suddenly? Due to years of disrepair, the first to burst was the water pipes in the bathroom, followed by the kitchen, living room, and bedroom.

She called the maintenance company, and in just over ten minutes, the house became a swamp. Standing at the door of the living room, looking at everything in front of her, she wanted to cry but had no tears.

Yan Yuanfei went home early today to see if he could help her in any way. He also bought flowers to celebrate her housewarming.

At the door of the living room, the little girl stood with her back to him, her whole body was wet, and her wet long hair was still dripping with water.

It was still snowing outside, and the snow in the yard was half a meter deep. She was alone in the cold wind, her lonely and desolate back, and his heart suddenly hurt, and he rushed over directly.

Wen Ruoshui was still waiting for the maintenance person to come. Her clothes were soaked. She couldn't go home, so she could only wait outside. When she felt someone approaching, she suddenly turned around.

Yan Yuanfei took off his coat distressedly and put it on her. He held her shoulders and finally lost his usual calmness in his voice, saying, "Come home with me."

Wen Ruoshui looked at the handsome face of the man in front of her. It was the first time she saw him with a stern face. He looked very serious and intimidating. She didn't need to be forced back into her stomach by the man's eyes: "I'll just change my clothes."

In her current state, in such a messy look, she really couldn't say no. She knew she needed a warm environment and a set of dry clothes.

Otherwise, with her physical condition, she would definitely get seriously ill.

Yu Bai picked up the flower pot that Yan Yuanfei had placed in the yard and followed him. It was a pot of camellia, Eighteen Scholars, in full bloom. It had to be taken good care of. It would be frozen in the snow in less than two hours.

I don’t know whether Miss Wen is lucky or not.

She is lucky because her husband showed up in time when she encountered problems these two days.

She is unlucky because she was kicked out of the Dongfang family last night and her own water pipe burst today. Her house must be ruined. If she wants to move in again, it will definitely be impossible without ten days or half a month of repairs.

Wen Ruoshui took a hot bath, wearing a man’s bathrobe with the clean and clear scent of ebony on it, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, and curled up on the sofa.

Yan Yuanfei walked over with long legs, stuffed a hot water bottle into her arms, half-knelt in front of her, and looked at her with narrow eyes: "Stay at my place temporarily tonight!"

Wen Ruoshui had no other choice but to stay at his place, so she could only nod shamelessly: "Excuse me."

Yan Yuanfei wrapped her tightly in the quilt, and his low voice was very sexy: "Do you want me to turn up the temperature a little bit?"

Wen Ruoshui was too embarrassed. She must have been unlucky recently and always bothered him: "No, this is good."

Yan Yuanfei looked at the little girl's pale face, even her lips turned gray, her body was still trembling, and he felt so distressed.

He really wanted to ask her why she had to stand in the yard waiting with her clothes soaked, was she stupid?

But now, to her, he was just a stranger who had just met a few times, and he had no right to question her.

All he could do now was to help her well.

Wen Ruoshui watched the tall figure of the man enter the kitchen. From her angle, she could see everything in the semi-open kitchen clearly.

A gentleman's appearance, a graceful figure, the evaluation of him by the people in Beijing was indeed not bad at all.

His every move seemed to have a fatal attraction to her, which made her heart beat faster, but she dared not show it.

Is this feeling like love?

It turns out that when you meet the right person, the person you like, your heart will really be pounding, just like her now.

Not long after, Yan Yuanfei came out of the kitchen and brought a bowl of ginger soup to her: "Give me the thermometer first, then drink this."

Wen Ruoshui looked at the man in a daze, obediently gave him the thermometer, took the bowl from his hand, held it with both hands, and drank it all in one gulp.

Due to her personal experience, she has never been picky about food. No matter how bad the food is, she can swallow it. Even if she doesn't like the taste of ginger, she can still drink it clean in one breath.

Yan Yuanfei clearly saw the little girl frowning, drinking the ginger soup in one breath as if she was taking medicine, and stuffed her with a candy.

Wen Ruoshui's heart trembled slightly, and her eyes couldn't help but feel a little hot. She took the candy in her hand, slowly unwrapped it, and put it in her mouth.

The taste of ginger was still there, and the candy was not very sweet, it was sour and sweet plum candy, which quickly covered the taste left by the ginger soup, leaving only the sour and sweet taste.

She suddenly felt a little choked in her throat, looked at him gratefully, and her voice was slightly hoarse: "Thank you."

Yan Yuanfei had already checked the thermometer and didn't have a fever, but after all, she was wet. It was not known how long she had stood in the cold wind, and whether her body had not reacted yet. Hearing her polite words, she felt a little choked: "Don't be so polite to me."

Wen Ruoshui watched him walk away with the thermometer and the empty bowl, and hugged the hot water bag in her arms tightly. For some reason, she always felt that he seemed angry.

Yan Yuanfei was okay at making some simple noodles, but he couldn't make slightly more complicated dishes.

Dinner was brought by Shidingxuan, the top private restaurant in the capital. The chefs were all state banquet chefs, so the meals they cooked were naturally exquisite and delicious.

Wen Ruoshui didn't eat much for dinner and had no appetite. Before going to bed, she took cold and fever-reducing medicine just in case.

But even so, she still had a fever, and she was so dizzy in the middle of the night that her body felt like it was being roasted in a fire, and like it fell into a hole in the ice. The two heavens of ice and fire couldn't stop. Suffering.

Her mouth was so dry that her throat seemed to be dry and cracked. She went to the living room to find some water, top-heavy.

But I wasn’t familiar with this place, and I was confused because of the fever. I searched for a long time but couldn’t find where the refrigerator was. I finally found it in the kitchen and turned on the faucet to drink water.

Yan Yuanfei was sleeping lightly. Hearing the movement in the living room, he hurriedly put on his clothes and got up. When he arrived in the living room, he saw her holding the tap water from the faucet and putting it into her mouth. She rushed up and said, "Water, water!"

Wen Ruoshui turned his head and looked at the man who rushed over with a straight face, his mouth flattened in grievance and his voice hoarse: "I'm thirsty."