"Sister...the one lying on the hospital bed?" She instinctively remembered the pale woman she had seen tonight.

Ye Shaoqian was stunned: "Have you heard about my elder sister?"

"Oh... I heard David say it." She secretly wiped her sweat, not knowing what she felt guilty.

Ye Shaoqian nodded and said, "At dinner, I suddenly called and said that my elder sister had something wrong. I originally wanted to go over and take a look, but it was not convenient to call the driver temporarily. Fortunately, my second brother was there, so I couldn't go there." After saying that, Big Hand rubbed her hair on the forehead and said, "See some time and take you to see her. I want to introduce it carefully, and I will say that in the future this will be the one who will take care of your brother for you."

When he spoke, he had gentle waves in his eyes, but Xia Xiaobei felt a little panicked when he heard it. Fortunately, he didn't come at that time, otherwise he would have been embarrassed when he met in the sanatorium. If he wanted to come back, he couldn't help but ask: "Have you not driven by yourself for a long time?"

He stroked her big hand and said hurriedly: "The old man is looking for me bad luck recently. I'll find a driver to look at me, so he can rest assured."

His expression was so strange. Xia Xiaobei couldn't help but think that on the first night, he was so weird that he would hit the chair when he walked well. He looked at the dining table, but found that he had moved his seat at some point, and the chairs were all replaced with folded ones, and they were put away and hid behind the curtain.

She said: "You are cleaning up? Why did you change all the furniture?"

He smiled unnaturally and said, "These have been used for too long and I have wanted to change them."

She swept around again, and the extra decorative cabinets and flower stands in the living room were removed, making them look empty, and the space looked much larger.

Because he didn't want to worry, he held his hand and teased, "You are so spending money, and sooner or later you will become a pauper. I won't love you anymore."

Her teasing made him smile, and he leaned closer, put his lips on her cheek and asked, "Then do you love me now?"

She naturally raised her face: "Love, love your house, car, gold card...and your style!"

The more he heard, the deeper the smile at the corner of his mouth, and he finally picked her up, screaming in shock.

He smiled in a hint: "I have more to love."

She shook her head vigorously: "No, you won't love you when you have no money!"

Hearing her words, Ye Shaoqian smiled, and the deep and shallow smile patterns made his face look a little unreal. He leaned closer and breathed lightly on his ears: "Women who have loved me will not love others anymore."

She was stunned for a moment and patted his cheek in discontent: "Don't irritate me, be careful I'll try it."

He grabbed her little hand and held it tightly in the palm of his hand. Although he had a smile on his face, he had a strong sense of power in his eyes. This domineering aura rarely appeared on him, but at this moment, he was very serious and said word by word: "I won't give you a chance."

Many years later, when Xia Xiaobei recalled this past, he smiled with a helpless smile. Even if this man was anxious, confused, and unconfident, he would still try to control everything he wanted. He had to admit that his words were like a disaster, trapping her deeper and deeper.

The next day, as she expected, she received a call from Wen Ziyan. She asked her to go out to meet her. Needless to think about it, she was settled for the call last night.

She didn't know if Lei Yunze went back last night, but she couldn't get rid of it anyway.

She said to Wen Ziyan on the phone: "I can tell you what you want to ask. I just took a ride on the way last night. As for where your husband went later, I don't know. Moreover, there is no other relationship between me and him except for his former boss and subordinates. As for your afternoon tea, I am really not interested. Just like that, goodbye, Miss Wen."

She finished speaking in one breath and hung up the phone without waiting for Wen Ziyan to answer. She didn't call again.

After sitting at home for a long time, I remembered the last time when Shaoqian hit a chair at home. Maybe he should have added some night lights in the living room, so I took a taxi to the lighting market.

When I stopped at a red light, the driver was bored and started talking to her: "The car behind me has been going well with us, right? Is it a good car."

Xia Xiaobei subconsciously remembered Lei Yunze driving with him last night, and hurriedly turned around and looked at it, but it was a very unfamiliar outline. He heard the driver say it was Huiteng, so he smiled and said, "It's a coincidence." After all, this is the main road.

Not long after, she arrived at the lamp market. When Xia Xiaobei got off the car, she paid attention to the back. The Phitten was gone. As expected, it was just a coincidence. She laughed at herself for being too careful and turned around and entered the market.

She has rarely spent this spare money on lighting arrangements. When she entered, she was dazzled by the various types of lamps. There were sales staff in front of each brand's exhibition area. She was really undecided and saw that there were few people upstairs, so she took the escalator up.

There are often stalls in this market that are still being renovated. There are two people wearing employee uniforms carrying a whole piece of large glass of three or four square meters, blocking the entire road on the escalator.

Xia Xiaobei had to go around and the escalator slowly went up. She suddenly stopped and stared at the top.

At the elevator entrance on the second floor, there was a beautiful woman with good temperament and appearance. Her beautiful eyes were staring at herself with a smile through her lowered sunglasses.

Xia Xiaobei recovered and shook her head. She had never thought that the capital of the motherland would be so small, and she really looked up and saw her. That woman... Wen Ziyan.

She was standing on the moving elevator, and Wen Ziyan was at the only exit of the elevator, as if waiting for her.

There is no way to avoid it.

She had to raise her head and watch the distance between the two approached little by little until the cluster of exquisite embroidery on her skirt could be seen clearly. The large bunch of unknown flowers were dazzlingly bright, but it was undeniable that they tasted first-class.

Finally, there was only one step away, and the smile on Wen Ziyan's face became deeper and deeper, as if it was a cut that was pulled out with a carving knife, stiff and artificial. Xia Xiaobei lowered his eyelashes slightly, trying to pretend that he didn't know him and bypass her. Before he raised his foot, he suddenly saw her reaching out his hands, and a gentle but vicious voice seemed to sound in his ears: "What qualifications do you have to compete with me..."

With such great strength, she fell backwards unexpectedly. In just two or three seconds, the scenery in front of her rotated rapidly, and finally, the face that was touched in her mind was a distorted face with a strange smile.

She accidentally rolled down from the elevator and just hit a piece of glass carried by the two staff members behind her. For a moment, Xia Xiaobei felt that the surroundings were extremely quiet. The only sound left was her heartbeat, just like a silent film. One, two strokes... Suddenly, a loud noise of glass exploded, and the whole world returned to noisy again. The moment she fell to the ground, it was like thousands of arrows piercing the heart. She must have fallen on the broken glass. A tide-like pain came, as if countless knives were being cut, and there was no place on her body that was not shouting, and Ling Chi was just like this.
Chapter completed!