pjbooks Chapter 105 Attempting to Get Away with Cuteness
Chapter 105 Attempting to Get Away with Cuteness
Su Qingyao raised her hand and pinched Wen Yu's cheek, coaxing him softly.
"Thank you for your hard work, my little Yuyu~ I'll take you out for a nice meal tonight to help you recover."
Wen Yu beamed, leaned over and kissed her on the corner of her lips, then took her hand and leisurely followed behind Song Yunyan.
Back in the ward, Song Yunyan slumped in his wheelchair, his breathing heavy with the exhaustion of someone who had just survived a close call.
He didn't want to share a room with those two jinxes for even a moment longer.
He forced a weak smile and spoke, his intention to see the guest out clear.
"Qingyao, Wen Shao... I'm so sorry to have troubled you two today, spending the whole afternoon with me. Look, it's already dinnertime, you must be exhausted. Go and eat, don't go hungry."
He paused, trying to force a sincere tone.
"Thank you for your hard work... Once I'm discharged from the hospital and fully recovered, I will definitely host a banquet to express my sincere gratitude."
At this moment, his only thought was to make these two, especially the intimidatingly enthusiastic Young Master Wen, disappear from his sight immediately!
He urgently needs to rest.
If this continues, he suspects he's going to die in the hospital's examination department.
As for today's humiliation...
Song Yunyan lowered his eyes, concealing the dark glint that flashed in his eyes.
A gentleman takes his revenge, even after ten years.
Wen Yu and Su Qingyao exchanged a glance. He shrugged, his tone relaxed and casual.
"Alright, since Mr. Song has said so, we'll take our leave now."
As he spoke, he took another half step forward, leaned slightly forward, and curled the corners of his lips at Song Yunyan in the wheelchair.
"If there's anything I can help with next time... Mr. Song, just let me know, and I'll be there."
Song Yunyan's fake smile froze, his fingertips digging into the armrests of his wheelchair. "Definitely, definitely."
The ward door closed gently behind him, blocking Song Yunyan's gaze, which was forced to remain calm.
In the corridor, Su Qingyao turned her head to look at Wen Yu, the corridor lights outlining his clear silhouette.
The faint sharpness she had shown in the ward had vanished, and now Wen Yu's brows were relaxed, revealing only the familiar, slightly languid gentleness.
She couldn't help but smile and shook their clasped hands.
"Come on, Yu Yu, let's go see Mommy first, then I'll treat you to a big meal!"
Wen Yu looked down at her, a warm feeling spreading in his eyes.
"Is the baby treating?"
"Yes, yes!"
Su Qingyao nodded repeatedly, her eyes sparkling.
"The prize money from the last competition has been distributed! This champion won so many prizes, totaling over ten thousand! Isn't that amazing?"
Wen Yu was very supportive, "Wow, how is she so amazing? No wonder she's my wife, I have such good taste!"
"Hmph, you have to include yourself in your praise."
Su Qingyao raised her chin, proudly declaring, "I'm clearly the most, most, most amazing!"
"Yes, yes, yes," Wen Yu echoed with a smile, "Then the great physicist Su can't just start something and then abandon it."
"Pshaw~ I'm not that kind of person!"
She wrinkled her nose. "Okay, what do you want to eat? The champion's on the tab today!"
Wen Yu pretended to be thinking and tilted his head to look at her.
"Hmm... I can't think of anything. Can you help me decide, baby?"
Su Qingyao's eyes darted around, and she suddenly perked up with excitement.
"How about we go eat at a street stall? I know a really good one!"
"Okay," Wen Yu nodded, put his arm around her shoulder and walked towards the elevator, "I'll listen to you, baby."
His arms were warm and strong, and he gently pulled her toward him.
Su Qingyao leaned into his arms and heard his deep, chuckling voice above her head, "Baby, I'm so happy."
"Hmm?" She looked up. "What are you so happy about?"
I'm glad you rely on me so completely, and I'm glad you include me in every aspect of your life.
I'm even happier that you're so considerate of my feelings.
Knowing I don't like it, you let me have my way and tell me all your thoughts.
This feeling of being cherished and treated with utmost respect brings him far more satisfaction than any commercial achievement.
Wen Yu didn't say these things aloud.
He simply tightened his arms, holding her even closer, and lowered his head to place a gentle kiss on the top of her head.
"Every day with you," he said in a low, husky voice, filled with joy and happiness, "is filled with joy."
As the elevator descended, the mirrored wall clearly reflected the figures of the two people embracing.
Su Qingyao suddenly remembered something and looked up at him to ask.
"By the way, those supplements you sent... weren't they a bit too nourishing? Song Yunyan doesn't look too well..."
"Is it fierce?" Wen Yu raised an eyebrow, looking completely innocent.
"These are all good things, perfect for his condition where he has suffered a serious injury and depleted his energy. I have consulted a nutritionist about them."
He deliberately emphasized a few words, a glint of triumph flashing in his eyes.
Looking at his expression, Su Qingyao immediately understood.
She shook her head helplessly, yet couldn't help but want to laugh.
Her little Yuyu has a truly unique way of getting jealous.
"You..." She poked his hard chest with her fingertip, "Be careful not to make him feel hot."
Wen Yu snorted lightly, his tone nonchalant yet tinged with a cool mockery.
"If the thing on his neck is still effective, he should know what he can and cannot eat. If he's really overdosed on it..."
He paused, a wicked smile appearing in his eyes.
"That's because he already had a problem with his brain."
The two chatted and laughed all the way to Su's mother's ward.
During the visit, Su Qingyao sat by the bedside, talking on and on.
Wen Yu quietly stayed by her side, occasionally chiming in with a few words, telling her little anecdotes about their time together, as if Su's mother could really hear and participate.
As soon as I stepped out of the hospital building, a biting chill swept over me.
Su Qingyao shrank her neck and buried her face in the soft wool scarf.
"Baby, it looks like it's going to snow."
Wen Yu looked up at the sky and pulled her closer.
As soon as I reached the flower bed at the hospital entrance, ice crystals began to fall. At first, there were only a few scattered ones, but soon, one, two, more and more, and they became denser and denser.
"It's really snowing!"
Su Qingyao reached out her hand in surprise, and a complete hexagonal snowflake landed in her palm.
"This is the first snowfall in northern Beijing this year!"
Wen Yu looked at her bright and cheerful profile, a gentle smile spreading across his eyes.
He raised his hand and brushed away the thin layer of white hair that had just accumulated on her hair and shoulders. "Are you cold?"
"It's not cold!" Su Qingyao shook her head, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at the falling snow, and suddenly felt playful.
She crouched down, quickly grabbed a small handful of snow that had just piled up on the ground, squeezed it in her palm, and, taking advantage of Wen Yu's inattention, stuffed a small clump of snow into his slightly open neck.
The icy touch made Wen Yu's body stiffen, and he gasped.
"Hahaha! You idiot, Wen Yu!"
Su Qingyao, having succeeded, laughed and turned to run away.
Wen Yu reacted quickly, stretching out his long arm and easily pulling the person who had failed to escape back into his arms.
He looked down at the person in his arms who was laughing so hard she could hardly breathe, and his eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Sneak attack on your husband? Hmm?"
"Who told you to deliberately complain to Mom in the hospital room that I stayed up all night!"
Su Qingyao, though unreasonable, was still defiant. She twisted and turned in his arms, trying to break free, but her eyes curved into crescent moons with laughter.
"Isn't that right?"
Wen Yu raised an eyebrow, his free hand already scooping up a handful of snow. "Looks like the baby still has a lot of energy; he needs to cool down and calm down."
"Ah, no, no, I was wrong, my darling Yuyu, I was wrong!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, Su Qingyao immediately backed down.
She pressed her hands against his chest, her wet eyes gazing at him, trying to get away with it by being cute.