"Grandma..." Qin Mingyue looked at what his grandma was doing. Just as he was about to speak, he was glared at by her.

"Don't call me grandma, I don't have an unfilial grandson like you."

Qin Mingyue held the wine glass in his hand tightly, "Okay, I'll stay this month."

After receiving the accurate information, Grandma Qin's body trembled, and she immediately sat up straight and clapped her hands: "Housekeeper, come quickly, let me see what I will do for my eightieth birthday! By the way, the room upstairs has been paved, you guys

The two of you will stay in Ming Yue's old room, and you two will start working hard tonight!"

"..."

In the evening, Grandma Qin pushed Wen Shu into the room early.

As the door of the room closed tightly, Qin Mingyue sat on the bedside and sneered: "Do you think you can get what you want by pleasing grandma?" The room was well soundproofed, and he was not afraid of grandma hearing it.

"I don't think so." Wen Shu leaned against the door with a very soft tone, relying on the support of the door to keep herself from curling up. A few years had been enough for her to wake up. She had given up on this man.

I have no other thoughts but divorce.

"Qin Mingyue, let's get a divorce. I'm tired." Wen Shu exhaled dejectedly and looked up at him.

The woman was shrouded in layers of loneliness and had long lost her original freshness. Qin Mingyue felt more and more ironic: "You should have thought of this day when you forced me to marry you!"

"But, I also donated bone marrow to Yan Zhiwei! She had leukemia, and I was on the operating table. Don't you know?" Yan Zhiwei was dying, and she could have stayed out of it.

It happened that she fell in love with Qin Mingyue, fell in love with him, and broke her head and blood again and again. She was always afraid of pain, so she let the needle penetrate her back to take out the bone marrow just because he agreed to marry her.

"Yes! So, I agree to marry you, and I can give you the honor of Mrs. Qin." The man was like a furious lion, with scarlet eyes, as if recalling some embarrassing past, "But you are not satisfied yet, and you actually want to harm me."

Kill her!"

The woman who finally survived was called out by Wen Shu on the phone, but she fell into the hands of a group of gangsters. She was lying alone in the alley, with traces of being insulted again and again. The treasure he was protecting in his hand was...

Trampled by those gangsters.

Wen Shu's body trembled, her fingers clenched tightly, but her voice became tired: "How many times have I told you, it's not me, why don't you believe me..."

"You don't deserve it." Qin Mingyue closed his eyes slightly, looking like he didn't want to say more, picked up the bath towel and walked into the bathroom.

Listening to the sound of water flowing out of the bathroom, Wen Shu leaned on the edge of the bed. The love she had in her youth, that noble son of heaven, appeared before her eyes like a revolving lantern. The marriage she had longed for had already come to an end.

Become his shackles to imprison her...

"Buzz--" The vibration of her cell phone suddenly woke her up. Seeing the bedside screen light up, she subconsciously pressed the answer button.

"Brother Mingyue, I miss you so much..." The soft call made Wen Shu frown, and she took Qin Mingyue's mobile phone.

"Who are you……"

Yan Zhixuan was stunned, as if she didn't expect a woman to answer, and immediately smiled sweetly and said: "I am brother Mingyue's sister, can I ask him to call me back later?"

"Okay." After he finished speaking, the other party quickly hung up the phone.

Wen Shu was wondering if the voice sounded familiar...

Qin Mingyue had already come out of the bathroom, wiping his hair with a towel. He ignored her and walked over to pick up the phone and saw the call record. His brows were tightly knitted together and he turned to look at another living person in the room.

He said angrily: "Who told you to touch my phone!"

"That phone call happened to come..." Wen Shu couldn't deny it.

Qin Mingyue didn't listen at all and directly dialed the number again. However, the call failed for a long time, so he had to change the number, but he didn't know what he heard, and the color drained from his face for a moment.

He hung up the phone, walked over quickly, and grabbed Wen Shu's collar with one hand, "You lunatic! What did you say again?"

Wen Shu pushed his hand away and said displeasedly: "I didn't say anything, just asked me to remind you to call you back."

"Oh, you are still telling lies at this time." Qin Mingyue suddenly grabbed her throat with one hand. Only anger could cover up his fear, "She committed suicide because of your phone call!"

Suicide... Like a flash of thunder, Wen Shu's brain was buzzing, and she tried her best to push his arm away, but the man directly grabbed her arm and dragged her away.

Wen Shu staggered and fell from the bed, propped up her body: "Qin Mingyue! Why are you so crazy! It has nothing to do with me that she committed suicide! Maybe there is another woman who is crazy for you!"

"You killed her sister!"

Wen Shu was stunned for a moment, an unbelievable idea brewing in her mind, and her voice trembled uncontrollably: "Who is that person..."

"She is Zhiwei's sister!"

Wen Shu suddenly lost her strength and allowed Qin Mingyue to drag her to the hospital. She was still digesting the information in her mind. Yan Zhiwei's sister, Yan Zhixuan. That woman, even if she died, would make her miserable for the rest of her life.

An Ning, now, actually has a younger sister...it's really ridiculous.

The operating light was on for a long time, and she watched the man pace in front of the operating room again and again. Wen Shu hugged her legs and squatted on a chair outside the door. Maybe it was because the heating was not turned on, but she actually felt cold all over, from her legs to her legs.

The tip of my heart...

When she woke up, she was already in the ward. The space was pure white and surrounded by green plants. If it weren't for the familiar smell of disinfectant that filled the air, she would never have imagined that this was a hospital.

The woman lying on the hospital bed in front had a slightly frowned brow and a pale face, but her outline really looked like the original Yan Zhiwei, fragile and pitiful. Yan Zhixuan sipped the porridge in Qin Mingyue's hand in small sips, and used a weak

The voice said: "Brother, sister is awake."

Qin Mingyue didn't pause at all. He still scooped the white porridge with a spoon and fed Yan Zhixuan little by little. "Don't worry about this woman, you have to take good care of your injuries first."

Wen Shu gave a sarcastic smile. She had a sister worth caring for, and even though she had enjoyed the cool breeze all night, she turned to leave, but was stopped by the bodyguard at the door.

Understanding what Qin Mingyue meant, she turned around and said, "Mr. Qin, are you short of spectators?"

"Dang-" Qin Mingyue suddenly smashed the bowl in his hand over. "Wen Shu! Have I been too spoiled to you during this time!"

The porcelain bowl hit Wen Shu's head, and the sharp edge opened a gash on her forehead. Fortunately, the porridge was hot enough to eat, so it wouldn't cause burns. The thin white porridge slid down the side of her face, and Wen Shu slipped it from her pocket.

He took out a tissue and wiped it off slowly. Looking at the blood in his hand, there was no sadness or joy in his eyes.

The person she likes has gradually faded from her memory...

Seeing her expression like this, Qin Ming became more and more angry before he remembered the reason why he brought the person here: "Apologise to Xuanxuan."

"Apologise, okay, I'm sorry, why didn't I know that I could force someone to die with just a few words?"

Wen Shu looked carefully at the pale little face, and a smile appeared on the bloody face: "Yes, Yan Zhiwei's sister."

No one dared to mention this name in front of Qin Mingyue, not even Yan Zhixuan herself. She shrank and leaned closer to Qin Mingyue, her voice trembling: "Sister, I don't blame you, it's me.

No, I just miss my sister too much."
Chapter completed!