When Shen Chi Yan and Song Qinian got married, there was no wedding and the marriage was kept secret from the public.
Only the Shen family and those closest to Shen Chiyan knew.
Gong Yuqi really didn't care about anything. When he mentioned Song Qinian, Shen Chi Yan's face, which was not very good-looking, became even colder.
"Every time you mention your mute wife, you look like this. It's been three years. You haven't touched her, have you?"
Before Shen Chiyan could answer, Gong Yuqi's narrow fox eyes flashed with a glint, "That's right. With your mysophobia, you won't even let me touch you, let alone a little mute. Hey, isn't she pretty?"
Shen Chiyan frowned, but he couldn't help but think of Song Qinian's face underneath him, with a red face, sobbing and holding back, with trepidation in her eyes.
Somewhere in his body was about to move, and Shen Chiyan's face turned darker and darker.
"Hey, I called you out just to have a chat with you. What do you mean by your silence?"
Chen Chi Yan felt irritable. He picked up the cup and drank while saying calmly: "Is there not enough entertainment in the entertainment industry for you?"
"What you are saying is that the entertainment industry is not as fragrant as your Mr. Shen Wu!"
As a result, Gong Yuqi kept nagging for a long time and still couldn't get a bite of the melon from the Shenchi Banquet.
After it was over, the two left the club together.
In addition to two secretaries, Shen Chi Yan also has a full-time driver named Gao Kunlun.
When Gao Kunlun drove over, Shen Chiyan saw a mute over fifty years old gesticulating to a man.
The man obviously couldn't understand sign language, so he got annoyed and pushed the mute away.
Before Gong Yuqi could react, he saw Shen Chi Yan walking towards the mute.
The mute was asking for directions, and he showed the way.
The mute nodded and bowed, expressed his gratitude to Shen Chiyan in sign language and left.
"Oh, I didn't expect Mr. Shen Wu, who has always been aloof and aloof, to be so willing to help others."
Chen Chiyan kept staring at the mute's back, thoughtfully, "Yu Qi..."
"What?"
"Do you know when I learned sign language?"
Gong Yuqi was stunned, and then he realized that the person who had just asked for directions was mute, but Shen Chiyan could actually understand sign language.
"Um...didn't you learn sign language while getting along with your mute wife?"
"no!"
"That……"
"When I met Song Qinian, I already knew sign language."
The first time he was plotted against by Song Qinian and her mother, when Song Qinian was signing, he could understand what she was expressing, but he still can't remember how he could understand sign language.
Gong Yuqi thought for a moment and then shook his head, "I didn't hear that you wanted to learn sign language. You don't have any mute friends around you. Why did you suddenly learn sign language when you were so good? Could it be that you were born with the ability to sign language? buff?”
Chen Chi Yan: "..."
Shen Chi Yan rarely goes home, but he comes back often recently, and the servants are all nervous.
Early the next morning, when Shen Chi Yan went downstairs, the servants had already prepared breakfast, but Song Qinian was nowhere to be seen.
Every time before the Shenchi Banquet came back, Song Qinian would get up early in the morning to wait for the Shenchi Banquet.
Even if Shen Chi Yan didn't even look at her and just pretended she didn't exist, she would still wait for him.
I didn't see anyone today.
"Where is Song Qinian?"
The slightly plump servant stepped forward and said, "We asked Madam to get up for breakfast early in the morning, but she never came out."
Chen Chiyan thought of Song Qinian's lack of cooperation last night and thought that Song Qinian was on hunger strike again, and he suddenly became angry.
"Get her out!"
A few seconds later, a servant stumbled over from the basement, "Sir, no... it's not good. Madam... seems to be dead... dead!"
Before anyone could react, Shen Chiyan had already rushed into the basement.
Seeing Song Qinian lying on the ground, her breathing was so weak that she could barely breathe. Her exposed skin was covered with dense red bumps, and her face was red and swollen.
Shen Chiyan's face looked quite ugly. He didn't know what was going on, and his heart suddenly panicked.
"Song Qinian! Song Qinian!!!"
Chen Chiyan patted Song Qinian's face and touched her aorta. Seeing that Song Qinian was still alive, she roared at the bewildered servant standing at the door: "Call an ambulance quickly!"
…
"The patient had a food allergy and was weak due to cold and fever, which led to shock. Fortunately, you discovered it quickly. If it had been later, she might have died long ago."
The speaker was a female doctor who was only forty years old. She looked at Shen Chi Yan up and down, but she couldn't connect the handsome and distinguished man in front of her with the domestic violence man.
But the doctor was kind-hearted, so she had to remind her: "Sir, no matter what dissatisfaction you have with your wife, you can divorce but not domestic violence."
When Chen Chiyan heard that Song Qinian was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief. When he heard about domestic violence, he frowned, "What kind of domestic violence?"
The doctor thought Shen Chiyan was faking it and said sternly: "We found a lot of injuries on your wife's body. She was beaten, pinched and kicked. Domestic violence is illegal. When your wife wakes up, if she If she wants to call the police, we will support her and help her contact the local Women's Federation to protect her life safety."
After the doctor left, Shen Chiyan walked into the ward.
Song Qinian wore an oxygen mask on her mouth, and her whole body was so fragile that it seemed as if she would disappear in the next second.
Chen Chiyan looked at her quietly for a while with his dark eyes, then walked over and lifted up the quilt, lifting up the hospital clothes on her body.
Song Qinian has a typical cold fair complexion. When the two of them were in the hotel yesterday, Song Qinian was still fair and fair.
At this moment, her body was covered with bruises and bruises, and the skin was even broken in some places, which was shocking.
However, from yesterday to now, Song Qinian has not been out at home, so it is not necessary to think about what happened to her injuries.
In the afternoon of that day, Shen Chiyan came home in a very angry manner and asked Gao Kunlun to call all the servants to the living room.
The servants didn't know whether Song Qinian was dead or not, and they didn't know why Shenchi Yan gathered them together.
But they were all frightened when they saw Shen Chi Yan sitting on the sofa in a cold state.
Chen Chiyan had his legs crossed, wearing a crisp three-piece suit and red-soled handmade leather shoes, making him look noble and ascetic.
The expressionless look on his face made it impossible to guess whether he was happy or angry.
Finally, his sexy thin lips opened slightly, and his voice, as if wrapped in ice, reached everyone's ears.
"You should all know that I don't like Song Qinian..."
Chen Chiyan's dark eyes swept over the standing servants one by one.
"Who beat Song Qinian yesterday?"
At first, everyone looked at each other and no one dared to step forward.
Later, I thought that Chen Chiyan didn't like Song Qinian and might reward the person who beat Song Qinian, so the fat servant immediately stood up and said, "Sir, I was the one who beat Song Qinian."