Chapter 22
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"Daddy, help Mommy bathe and feed her."
The little bun poked his head out of Yu Yaoyao's arms worriedly.
"Mommy must be hungry. I had egg rolls in the afternoon, so I'm hungry now."
Shen Yichong pinched his eyebrows.
"Daddy, hurry up. You were slow at feeding her yesterday. Hurry up today."
The little bun's words made Ni Yi, who had not left, open her mouth in shock.
Ni Yi had thought that Yu Yaoyao's words on stage were all a joke.
What about performing with love? What about acting out of love? What about acting out of love? So it was all true!
Ni Yi glanced at Yu Yaoyao and then secretly glanced at Boss Shen's cold face. He couldn't help but shudder.
It seemed that Boss Shen was cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Behind closed doors, he wasn't just a little henpecked husband.
He had discovered a big secret!
"Well, I'll leave first! Sister Yu, Boss, call me if you need anything! "
Ni Yi fled.
Yu Yaoyao was still in a good mood from the little bun's scolding. She turned to look at Ni Yi, who was sweaty all over. It had been a hard day.
He had accompanied her all day and hadn't eaten yet.
"Stay for dinner. Your stomach kept grumbling on the way here."
Ni Yi shivered.
Instantly, he felt a gust of cold wind and ice knives stabbing his neck diagonally from behind.
He stole a glance and saw Boss Shen standing in the living room with his head lowered.
His legs gave way and he fell on the sofa, clutching his bag tightly.
"Eat, eat … I'm not eating …"
Stay and watch Boss Shen feed his wife? Or stay and watch Boss Shen bathe his wife?
Would he be silenced?
Ni Yi grabbed his bag and fled without looking back. "Sister, I'll text you later when I come to pick you up!"
The door slammed shut.
The little bun looked at the door with a conflicted expression.
He hadn't had time to tell Uncle Ni Yi to take good care of his mother.
Sigh.
What a worry!
He puffed up his cheeks and looked at his father, who was still standing at the side in a daze. His shoulders drooped weakly.
His father didn't even step forward to help. He almost couldn't carry his father!
Shen Yichong frowned at his son's resentful expression.
And Yu Yaoyao instantly cooperated by lying on the sofa like a corpse.
"Hubby, I'm counting on you today!"
She held her right hand and whimpered pitifully.
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