The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce

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Feng Qing wrapped herself around the man and said sweetly, "Little Jiu Jiu, can I have hot pot? Spicy hot pot!"

Xie Jiuhan : "..."

He felt that this woman was going to take advantage of him again. Was he too good to her? She was obviously so sick, but she still wanted to have such a strong taste. However, looking at the woman's pitiful big eyes, he controlled his temper.

"You can't eat the hot pot, but the porridge and eggs have been prepared." Xie Jiuhan touched her forehead to see if she was still running a fever..

Chapter 382: Kneeled Willingly

"Nope, I want to eat hot pot. How can clear porridge and eggs be more nutritious than hot pot?" Feng Qing pouted and shook her head, looking like she would die if she didn't let him eat hot pot.

Xie Jiuhan's face darkened as he looked down at her. "Then did you treat yourself?"

Feng Qing's expression froze. Although she was a little embarrassed, she still nodded. She didn't expect the man to mention the identity of the Healer again. "Don't worry, my fever is gone now. I'm fine. I just need nourishment."

"Hmph, when did the Healer become so skilled that she can treat herself?" The man said coldly.

Feng Qing : "..."

"If a doctor can treat himself, then why didn't the Healer agree to it when I offered a huge sum of money to ask the Healer to treat my wife's eyes?" Xie Jiuhan looked at Feng Qing disdainfully, his body exuding a dangerous aura.

Feng Qing shrank her neck and put her head into the blanket like a primary school student who had made a mistake. The man's words made her face burn.

"Hmph, Little Jiu Jiu holds a grudge!" Feng Qing's voice came through the blanket.

"Do you think... that I should ask for some interest from the time I knelt to the Healer?" Xie Jiuhan continued.

Back then, when he found out that the Healer had gone to the Gu family to treat Old Master Gu, he personally went to the Gu family to look for the Healer. He even knelt down to the Healer in Gu Qingye's room, begging her to help. Thinking about it now, it was really... equivalent to kneeling to his wife.

Feng Qing covered her ears with her hands and curled up under the blanket. She chose to pretend to be deaf and mute when facing the man's question. She had completely lost this round.

Seeing that she was admitting defeat, Xie Jiuhan's lips curled up. How could he let her off so easily? His slender fingers gently pinched the woman's chin and forced her to look into his eyes.

"Let me interview you. What were you thinking when you saw me kneeling?" The man teased.

He, the dignified master of the Xie Manor, the highest existence on the 95th floor of the Di Hui Building, the pinnacle existence in the Capital, was played by a little woman and forced to kneel on the ground and beg.

What made him the most angry was that he could easily manipulate this woman, but he had to do it carefully, afraid that he would ruin her.

Feng Qing knew that she couldn't hide anymore. She could only poke her head out of the blanket and look at the man pitifully. "Little Jiu Jiu, I'm the Healer. You should be happy. Otherwise, how embarrassing would it be if word gets out that you kneel down to others?" With that, without waiting for the man to reply, she continued to spout nonsense in a serious manner. "Anyway, when we registered our marriage back then, you didn't kneel down and propose to me. So that kneel in the Gu family will be your compensation."

Xie Jiuhan: "???"

If one wanted to know what Xie Jiuhan's expression was, one could reference the color of the tire. It was blacker than black.