Chapter 362: His Favoritism

Ye Fanxing had to pour all her might into coaxing him out of the bed, so she promised whatever he asked.

Her voice was crammed with tenderness, "Of course! Why would I lie to you? All you have to do is to get out of bed now! We can talk later tonight, alright? I know my hubby is the best."

Fu Jingyu was a sucker for sweetness rather than force, and Ye Fanxing knew just how to charm him.

Keeping his eagerness to ravish her here and now in check, he finally got out of bed.

No sooner had he settled back into his wheelchair, than Mrs. Fu entered the room with a tray of steaming rice porridge.

Ye Fanxing marveled at her quick thinking, as it had saved her from an utterly embarrassing situation

"Xingxing, come, your mother made you some porridge, try it," Mrs. Fu personally served it up to her.

Seeing Mrs. Fu reminded Ye Fanxing of her own mother looking after her when she was a little girl.