Mr. Gu is really fragrant after the divorce

Chapter 791 Can I Give Some Small Compensation?

When Song Yu returned to the ward, Gu Cheng looked a little flustered.

"Why did it take you so long to come back? Did mom tell you anything?"

Every minute Song Yu was not by his side, he felt insecure. Even knowing that when Song Yu returned to China, he didn't intentionally not tell him, but wanted to give him a surprise, but he couldn't completely cure his anxiety.

"We chatted for a while, but didn't say anything."

Gu Cheng looked at her suspiciously, did not continue this topic, but glanced at the coffee table: "Someone called you just now."

He couldn't get out of bed yet, so he could only let Song Yu's cell phone ring from beginning to end.

Song Yu let out an oh, and walked over to pick up the phone.

"Whose phone number?"

Gu Cheng asked casually, but his eyes were obviously nervous.

Song Yu looked down at the phone, but didn't notice Gu Cheng's expression: "Zhimeng is calling."

Gu Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, while Song Yu sat on the sofa and called back.

After Mo Zhimeng learned that Gu Cheng was out of danger, she followed Qi Yan back to the capital, and this was the first time she called after she left.

Song Yu smiled: "Zhimeng, are you still used to it in the capital?"

Mo Zhimeng's brisk voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sister Xiaoyu, everything is fine here, you don't have to worry about me, how is Brother Gu Cheng? There is nothing serious about your body, right?"

"Well, the doctor says he's recovering well."

"That's great, Sister Xiaoyu, when can you come to see me in the capital? I've been very busy these two days, my uncle has arranged for me a lot of teachers, and there are classes all day long, I'm going to be exhausted .”

"Are you in class?"

"Well, yes."

"What class?"

"Etiquette class, dance class, piano class, and chemistry and mathematics. I was studying abroad before, and my uncle was afraid that I would not be able to keep up with the progress in China."

"Then why do you want to learn etiquette dance?"

"He said that he would choose a date to hold a banquet. It is to introduce me to the dignitaries in the capital. At that time, it should be announced that I am his niece."

Song Yu frowned, Mo Zhimeng was very clear about Qi Yan's feelings, if Qi Yan really wanted to tell everyone that she was his niece, what would they do in the future?

What exactly does Qi Yan mean?

"Sister Xiaoyu." Mo Zhimeng's voice suddenly lost a lot, she murmured: "I miss you so much, I want to come to Jiangcheng."

Song Yu heard the grievance in her heart all of a sudden, and worried: "Did Qi Yan treat you badly?"

Mo Zhimeng was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "Why? Uncle treats me very well, and my food and clothing are the best, as always."

Qi Yan never let her suffer materially. When she was abroad, she even had a private design team. All of her clothes were custom-made, unique in the world.

Now returning to China, although it is a lot more low-key, it is still extremely extravagant.

This is Qi Yan's style. He always feels that spending money on her is treating her well. He has no idea what she really wants.

Song Yu sighed: "Come to Jiangcheng if you want, and I will ask Gu Cheng to tell Qi Yan for you?"

"Let's forget it." Mo Zhimeng said weakly: "Uncle's kindness, I can't let it down, sister Xiao Yu, please chat with me for a while, tell me about your progress with brother Gu Cheng? "

Song Yu blushed slightly: "What progress, what are you talking about?"

"No? Don't you tell each other your heartfelt love, and your love will last forever?"

"Mo Zhimeng!" Song Yu shook his head and laughed, "What's going on in your little head all day long?"

"Really?" Mo Zhimeng couldn't hide his disappointed sigh: "Sister Xiaoyu, you two are too slow. If I am in love with the person I like, I will definitely throw him down immediately."

Song Yu was dumbfounded by Mo Zhimeng's teasing, and the two chatted for a while before ending the call.

Gu Cheng was still a little weak, and at this point, he was already feeling sleepy.

Song Yu looked at the time, got up and said, "I'll get you a towel to wipe it off."

Gu Cheng has trouble moving, and recently he just wiped it down, there is no other way.

Two days ago, Gu Cheng was still very cooperative, mainly because he was too weak and unable to move. Today he got better, and he started to be dishonest.

Rubbing the body inevitably requires skin-to-skin contact, and Gu Cheng's breathing became heavier and heavier, as if she was molesting him.

Song Yu glanced at him warningly: "The scar on your body hasn't healed yet, can you be more peaceful?"

Gu Cheng rolled his Adam's apple, stared at her lips and said in a hoarse voice: "Honey, you haven't answered my question that day."

Song Yu seemed to have thought of something, and blushed.

"What are you screaming about? Who is your wife?"

Gu Cheng was extremely wronged, and his voice was timid: "So you repented, right?"

Song Yu couldn't figure it out for a while: "How can I go back on my word?"

Hearing this, Gu Cheng's eyes lit up: "That's true, wife, you said it yourself, when I get better, you can let me do whatever I want to you, right?"

Song Yu did say this, if he had known that he could hear these words even when he was unconscious, and had reassured her after waking up, she wouldn't have said it even if she was killed!

"My premise is, after you recover!"

Gu Cheng has always been a master of making progress, so he immediately asked: "Then... can I ask for a little compensation first?"

Song Yu asked subconsciously: "Compensation? What compensation?"

"Honey, I thought you didn't want me anymore. You were so sad and drunk. Shouldn't you make it up to me?"

Song Yu's eyebrows moved, remembering that the doctor told them that although the bullet was very close to the heart, there was no problem for him to take out the bullet. After all, the doctor is professional in this area. It was critical, on the one hand, because the rescue time was too long, which created many uncertain factors, and the most important reason was that Gu Cheng had a high fever before he was shot.

"So you got a cold and a fever because you were drunk?"

Gu Cheng opened his mouth, not embarrassed to tell the truth.

"Bad...about the same."

"What do you mean almost? How much difference is that?"

"These are not important, it has passed, the most important thing now is, can you give me a little compensation?"

Song Yu had nothing to do with him, and asked compromisingly, "What compensation do you want?"

Gu Cheng stared at her lips, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Song Yu immediately stayed away from him, and refused righteously: "No!"

"Why not?" Gu Cheng's face suddenly fell.

"Your surgical scar is still not healed. The doctor said that your condition is not very stable. You can't do strenuous exercise or have strong mood swings."

"Just a kiss!" Gu Cheng's voice became smaller and smaller: "Is this also called strenuous exercise? I didn't make any more excessive demands."

Isn't that too much?Then what does he want to do?

Song Yu blushed and expressed his attitude again: "It's not possible anyway, don't even think about it before you leave the hospital!"