I Woke My Vegetative Husband up at Our Wedding Night! Chapter 810: Let Him Wait For His Next Life!

Chapter 810: Let Him Wait For His Next Life!

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“How can 1 alleviate it?”

“That depends on you. Let her accept you completely again. However, this can’t be rushed. If you rush it, it will backfire.”

“I understand,” Fu Sinian replied and prepared to cut the call.

“Young Master Fu, wait. 1 have something else to say.”

“What?”

“Song Yan has agreed to work with us and is prepared to cooperate with me to treat you. However, he doesn’t want money. 1 think he’s doing this purely for Qian Qian. He might still have the mentality that he can s.n.a.t.c.h Qian Qian away from you after treating you.”

Fu Sinian felt even more suffocated.

“Let him wait until his next life!”

Bai Jianshen watched as he hung up and couldn’t help but laugh.

He couldn’t let Young Master Fu get it too easily. It was best to torture him ruthlessly!

Fu Sinian returned to his room and looked at s.h.i.+ Qian’s sleeping posture. She was curled into a ball. He slowly lay down and pulled her into his arms.

She stayed close to him, as she had before.

Fortunately, she wasn’t completely against him and wouldn’t even let him touch her.

He would wait slowly for her to untie the knot in her heart. It was just that he would have to restrain himself for a while.

The next morning, the Fu family’s old residence was busy.

When the Old Master found out that s.h.i.+ Qian was back today, he was so happy that he couldn’t close his mouth.

Wen Lan also returned early and specially prepared a gift for s.h.i.+ Qian.

“When will the flowers 1 ordered be sent over? Tell them to come early. They have to be delivered before Qian Qian returns. There’s also the cake. There has to be two black swans,” the Old Master instructed worriedly.

“Alright, alright. Old Master, don’t be anxious. The flowers will be here soon. I’ll go get the cake myself,” Jin An replied with a smile.

“Qiuran, why are you in the kitchen again? Don’t be tired. Go and rest.” Wen Lan saw the figure in the kitchen and quickly went over to call for help.

“Wen Lan, you’re back! Come, come, try my soup. Does it taste good enough?” s.h.i.+ Qiuran filled a small bowl for Wen Lan.

Wen Lan picked it up and tasted it. “Yes, it tastes so good. It’s the same as what I drank when I was young.”

“Sinian and Qian Qian are back today. I’ll prepare a few dishes.”

An apology flashed across Wen Lan’s face. “On second thought, in all these years, I haven’t cooked for Sinian once. I don’t know how to cook anything either. 1 can’t even cut a vegetable.”

“Old Master told me about Sinian’s childhood. At that time, you held up such a big family business and were still facing the deception of the business world. You were both a father and a mother,” s.h.i.+ Qiuran comforted.

“Aren’t you the same? You met such a sc.u.mbag!” Wen Lan was angry at the mention of Lin s.h.i.+ming.

“Let’s not talk about these unhappy things. Look at us now. Aren’t we quite happy?”

“That’s right. Sinian is really lucky to have a mother-in-law like you.”

“Qian Qian is lucky to have a mother-in-law like you!”

“Is there anything 1 can help with? I’ll try it too.” Wen Lan put on an ap.r.o.n and busied herself with s.h.i.+ Qiuran.

Wen Lan was a little cold, but after interacting with s.h.i.+ Qiuran a few times, she realized that s.h.i.+ Qiuran was especially optimistic. In the face of so many troubles, she still maintained her pure and kind heart. Moreover, her worldview was very upright. She would not be unable to stand others holding an umbrella for her just because she had been in the rain.

It could be said that s.h.i.+ Qiuran, his mother-in-law, had contributed greatly to Sinian and Qian Qian’s success.

s.h.i.+ Qian woke up early in the morning. Seeing that Fu Sinian was still asleep, she quietly got out of bed and went to wash up.

As soon as she got up, Fu Sinian opened his eyes..