Qin Songyao rinsed and took a short bath after returning, and her whole body felt refreshed.
Back in the high-end ward, Bao Siyan was sitting by the bed looking at his mobile phone.
It's time for the confession.
She climbed onto the bed, no longer worried about playing around, and said seriously: "My third uncle will come back tomorrow, and he will be a celebrity in the conference room."
Bao Siyan didn't even raise his head, "Do you think the woman in the main house is dead? First pray to God so that she doesn't find any evidence against you."
"The handle?" Qin Songyao blinked and switched to an innocent face for a second, "My handle?"
Bao Siyan raised his head and put down his phone.
"What else?"
"Isn't it our fault...?" Qin Songyao smiled at him and raised her eyebrows.
"Who told you that I planned to support you?"
Qin Songyao said calmly: "I am your wife, what is the difference between what I do and what you do?"
Wife...
Does she still know that she is his wife?
"Don't get too close to me. I told you beforehand, if something happens, don't come to me."
"That……"
"Go find Wen Yan." He said quietly.
Qin Songyao: "..."
She rolled her eyes, lowered her head and said, "I didn't treat you well two days ago. I was joking with you. I wanted to give you a surprise."
Oh.
"After twelve o'clock, it will be your mother's memorial day. I want to help you breathe a sigh of relief on this day."
She spoke sincerely, turned her head, showed a pair of big shining eyes to Bao Siyan, and whispered: "Ayan, are you happy?"
Bo Siyan: "Wen Yan just told you this nonsense."
Qin Songyao said "ah" and then clapped his hands: "Yes! Wen Yan understands me so well and he told me everything that's in my heart."
Bao Siyan almost laughed angrily.
He straightened up and moved closer to her.
Qin Songyao felt the chill and subconsciously moved to the side. When he glanced around, he found that he was still wearing bloody clothes.
She reached out her hand and put it on his shoulder.
At the same time, I couldn't help but sniff, "Ayan, please change your clothes. It makes me sad to see you covered in blood."
Bao Siyan closed his eyes and caught her in front of him.
Qin Songyao's eyes widened in fear and he shrank his shoulders.
The man's cool hands touched her neck, making her tremble with the cold.
"A...Ayan?"
Bao Siyan looked at her with a cool smile on his lips, touching her forehead. His voice was gentle, but the words he spoke were scary.
"If you dare to hold your throat and talk nonsense again, I will twist your neck off and twist it back on again."
After that, he stroked her head like a dog.
Qin Songyao's big eyes were completely exposed.
She took a deep breath, sat up straight, and switched the broadcast tone in one second.
"Okay, Mr. Bo."
Bo Siyan: "..."
He snorted and withdrew his hand.
Then, Qin Songyao looked at him seriously.
"Go change your clothes, you already smell."
Bo Siyan:???
He took a deep breath.
Qin Songyao leaned against the bed with confidence, peeled a banana for himself, and said, "Hurry up. When you come out, we have a lot of serious things to talk about."
After Baodu let her play, she became serious.
Bao Siyan suppressed his temper and glanced down at the blood stains on his body. The more he thought about it, the more it was not worth it. She should have been allowed to huddle in the corner from the old house to the hospital. He actually hugged her all the way and let her
Eat crispy horns in his arms!
He made a face and asked Wen Yan to bring in a change of clothes and wash them in the bathroom in the ward.