I Woke My Vegetative Husband up at Our Wedding Night!

When Shi Qian pressed against his ear, Fu Sinian suddenly reached out and put his arm around her slender waist, bringing her closer.

Shi Qian didn't struggle, and whispered into his ear slowly: "Young Master Fu, no matter who it is, it's more than three years but less than ten years to go against a woman's wishes."

Hearing these words, Fu Sinian laughed angrily.

Little things, you are brave enough to even dare to threaten him.

At this moment, Shi Qiuran just opened the door, and seeing this scene, a smile flashed in his eyes.

She didn't know what the two were talking about, but their posture was very ambiguous.

Si Nian put his arms around Qianqian's waist and pressed it against Si Nian's ear, wondering what he was whispering to Si Nian!

"Si Nian, Qianqian, you are here, come in quickly."

When Shi Qian heard her mother's voice, she immediately grabbed Fu Sinian's arm, trying to push him away.

But Fu Sinian hugged him even tighter, turned to look at Shi Qiuran, and called out, "Mom."

Shi Qian: ...

Why hasn't he changed his name yet?

"That's my mother!"

"Aren't you going to continue calling me Grandpa?"

"Can that be the same?" Shi Qian retorted.

"Why is it different!" Shi Qiuran continued, "I just love to hear Si Nian call me mom, not you, why do you care so much?"

Shi Qian choked.

"Si Nian, come on, come in quickly." Shi Qiuran beckoned.

Fu Sinian put his arms around Shiqian's waist, almost lifted her up, and walked towards the ward. What surprised Shiqian even more was that her mother acted as if she hadn't seen it, and even smiled like an aunt. What's going on? ? !

Because when Fu Sinian called, Shi Qiuran was completely unprepared, and the dishes on the table were all delivered from the restaurant.

"Come on, Si Nian, come and sit down."

"Mom, your wound hasn't healed yet, sit down quickly." Shi Qian broke free from Fu Sinian's hand, walked towards her mother, and helped her to sit on the sofa.

"Mom's wound has almost recovered. Now I have to get out of bed and walk more, so that I can recover faster and leave the hospital earlier."

While talking, Shi Qiuran took tableware for Fu Sinian, "Sinian, chopsticks, you said that you like to eat the dishes made by your mother the most. When your mother is discharged from the hospital, I will often make them for you."

"Okay." Fu Si promised in a young voice.

"Mom, you still need someone to take care of you. You are too tired to cook, so you can't do it." Shi Qian said.

"How tiring can it be to cook a meal? I'm just sick, not useless!"

Shi Qian found out that her mother's nose is not her nose, and her eyes are not her eyes.

"Sinian, what's wrong with your head? How did you hurt it? It looks so serious!" Shi Qiuran noticed the injury on Fu Sinian's forehead, and immediately stood up, holding Fu Sinian's face in concern.

Shi Qian: ...

Fu Sinian didn't say anything, just glanced at Shi Qian.

Shi Qian secretly clenched her little silver teeth.

"It's you?" Shi Qiuran turned to look at Shi Qian, "Qianqian, did you hit me?"

"No!" Shi Qian retorted immediately.

"Mom, it wasn't Qianqian who hit her, but a bump." Fu Sinian also clarified.

"You hit it?" Shi Qiuran asked Shi Qian again.

"Mom, Qianqian didn't do it on purpose."

Shi Qian looked at Fu Sinian, opened her mouth and shook her head speechlessly.

Fu Sinian is so tea-like!

"Si Nian, you don't have any discomfort, right? Why did you hit it like this!" Shi Qiuran thought to himself, how hard it took!

"Qianqian, look at you knocked Si Nian!" Shi Qiuran scolded Shiqian again.

"It's okay, Mom, it doesn't hurt very much, but I'm a little dizzy." Fu Sinian said again.