Hidden Marriage to the End: My Husband Is a Dramatist

Chapter 179 If My Life Was Killed, Wouldn't You Feel Painful?

Su Anqian almost got out of the car with a frown and a sigh, and when she entered the door, she didn't waste any time and asked him: "Okay, I'm just in charge of your stomach conditioning during this time."

Yan Xijue closed the door, raised his eyebrows inaudibly, and stared at her meaningfully, "Otherwise, what else do you want to be responsible for?"

She pursed her lips, turned around and walked towards the living room, found a notebook under the coffee table, found no paper, then looked up at him, "Where's the pen here?"

Yan Xijue walked past her familiarly, and when he accurately took out the book, he looked at her fixedly, his eyes became distant and full of content, there was a little unspeakable sadness, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, " Remember so clearly?"

Su Anqian seemed to realize something, and suddenly stopped talking, bit her lips, "...I just."

Yan Xijue slightly curled his lips, walked over and took a pen from another place and handed it to her, before asking: "What do you want to eat? I'll make it."

She shook her head, "I'm not hungry."

Yan Xijue didn't seem to have heard her, and continued to ask: "Chinese food, Western food, pasta?"

There is no way, Su Anqian raised her head, "Let's have Chinese food, keep it simple."

The man nodded, "I can't do complicated things, I'm not as good as you!" While talking, Yan Xijue bent down as he was used to before turning into the kitchen, as if he wanted to plant a kiss on her forehead.

After Su Anqian found out, she immediately turned her body and stared at him defensively.

Only then did Yan Xijue smile, and raised his hand to stroke her hair, "I'll cook."

She nodded, lowered her head and started sorting out the cooking recipes that she would make for him these days. She didn't look up until he entered the kitchen.

After a while, he put down his pen again and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Ye Ling.

"I have something to do recently, if you want to find me, please leave me a message."

After sending it out, she waited for a while and thought about it. Ye Ling has been busy recently, so she might not see it for a while, so she put down her phone and continued to make recipes.

It was not too late when they arrived at Songtao Residence, and when Su Anqian finished the recipe and looked up, it was already completely dark outside.

Turning his head to look at the phone, Ye Ling still didn't reply, wondering if it was the morning that made him uncomfortable.

Just thinking about it, I saw Di Yun's text message.

If she remembers correctly, when Yan Xijue was not feeling well, Di Yun said that he would be back in two days, but he still hasn't seen him?
Sure enough, Di Yun asked her if she was still taking care of Yan Xijue. Her affairs were delayed and she would not be back until the end of the month.

Of course, this was all Yan Xijue's arrangement, and it happened that Di Yun and Xue Nanyu came back together.

She frowned, and replied briefly, and when she looked up, she saw Yan Xijue walking out, so she put away the phone.

Yan Xijue first picked up what she had written and looked at it, but said nothing, then put it down after reading it, and asked her to prepare for dinner.

For some reason, Su Anqian always felt uncomfortable, and didn't even know what to do.

Yan Xijue probably only noticed this before going to bed.

She has been sitting on the sofa, and there is an unknown film on the TV. She seems to be watching it, but her eyes are blank, and she is even drowsy.

Yan Xijue walked over with long legs, stopped beside her, looked at her with lowered eyebrows, "Go to sleep if you are sleepy."

Su Anqian suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him, shook her head instinctively, and then asked again: "Where do I sleep?"

"If you don't mind, let's live together?" He said seriously.

Su An frowned slightly, "Then I'd better sleep on the sofa."

Only then did Yan Xijue bend the corners of his mouth, "You go to the master bedroom, I go to the study, it will take a while to finish things."

Su Anqian, who put down the pillow, looked up at him again, "Your current physical condition shouldn't always stay up late."

Standing in front of her, Yan Xijue slightly curled his lips, "Are you worried about me?... Otherwise, if you work with me, maybe I can deal with it faster."

She stood up almost without thinking, "I'm going to rest."

Yan Xijue watched her go to the bedroom, he was still so familiar with this house.It took a while to speak in a low voice behind her: "Remember to ask the person above you for leave for a week."

When it was mentioned, Su Anqian frowned, "It's fine for me to go to work."

He frowned slightly, "I didn't let you touch a drop of water when I came here, do you think I will let you cook for those arty laymen?"

She pursed her lips, "It's not that I can't cook, you didn't let me do it..."

The voice behind the words didn't come out much, because Yan Xijue was already staring at her with a warning face, so she had no choice but to shut up and turn back to the bedroom.

It was only when she entered the door that she thought, as a guest, why did he accept it so naturally when he let him sleep in the master bedroom?
He shook his head, too lazy to think so much.

After staying alone for a long time, she dared to call Dad.

Su Peifeng was a little slow to answer, because he wanted to lull Qiuqiu to sleep, and the phone was on silent, so it took him a while to see it.

"Dad?" After the call was connected, she smiled faintly: "Qiaoqiu fell asleep?"

Su Peifeng has always been in a good mood because of having a grandson in the past two years, and smiled, "I've woken up twice, I guess I'll be a clean freak in the future, I just need to pee myself, I can't cry."

This made Su An smile slightly, and unexpectedly thought of Yan Xijue who is also picky about many things.

The father and daughter chatted for a while, Su Anqian hesitated to speak several times, Su Peifeng had already heard it, and asked, "Qianqian, are you okay?"

Only then did she take a deep breath and said, "Has Ye Ling called you?"

"I have played." Su Peifeng said naturally: "I played more diligently than you. These two days are probably very busy, and I played at night. What's wrong?"

She shook her head: "It's okay."

After talking ramblingly for a while, Su Anqian almost plucked up the courage to ask, "Dad, if it wasn't for Ye Ling, would you agree to find someone else?"

Su Peifeng frowned, "Argued with Ye Ling? ... It shouldn't be, Ye Ling has such a good temper, is there something wrong with you?"

Sure enough, Ye Ling is more favored than her now.

Su Anqian smiled helplessly, "No...just."

Su Peifeng over there went on to say: "Besides, even though the kid got on the bus first and hasn't paid for the fare, Qiuqiu has grown so big, you can't mess around, right?"

After finishing speaking, Su Peifeng seemed to be talking to himself: "I wish I had known that I would have finished your marriage first no matter what."

Su Anqian only heard the first half of his sentence, and asked suddenly: "Then if Qiuqiu is someone else's child, would you agree?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Su Peifeng frowned, "I think the two of you are arguing. Let me tell you, it is very important for a child to have a complete family. Don't mess with me. I don't want a son-in-law who is a mess!"

She forced a smile, "Well, I see, it's late, Dad, you can rest."

After hanging up the phone, she couldn't fall asleep no matter what, Dad's reaction was expected, if he knew that Qiuqiu belonged to Yan Xijue, his old man would have to flip the table.

"Tuktuk!" Someone knocked on the door, she took a look, and of course it could only be Jue Yanxi.

But she reached out and pressed the lamp beside the bed, but there was no response.

The door was not pushed open, and it was quiet outside.

She stayed in the dark for a long time before she slowly fell asleep. She woke up many times in the middle of the night. She didn't sleep well all night, so she got up late in the morning.

Originally, she wanted to get up in the morning to settle the matter of whether to ask for leave, but she was already late after cleaning up, so she greeted the manager.

But Manager Wang smiled: "Young Master Si has already said hello, I said... Are you sick? Or is your hand injured seriously? Why did Young Master Si come to ask you for leave in person?"

Su An paused, "...No, I just have some personal matters to deal with."

"Oh..." Manager Wang nodded, "It's okay, you should have a good rest."

Yan Xijue was making breakfast, she looked over from the door of the living room, and stood there for a while.

He frowned when he walked to the table, "Why didn't you cook the recipe I wrote for you?"

Didn't he want to take care of it? Naturally, he started with every meal, why is there still no movement?

Yan Xijue raised his eyebrows innocently, "I was looking for you for the recipe last night and knocked on the door. You can't blame me if you didn't respond when you fell asleep."

She frowned slightly, and pointed to the living room, "I put the recipe in the living room for you, didn't you see it?"

The man raised his eyebrows naturally, "Is there? Maybe I didn't pay attention, let's talk about it after lunch."

Su Anqian stared at him, "I think you did it on purpose?"

This time Yan Xijue looked at her with a half-smile, "Why did I do it on purpose? Keep you here longer?"

With that said, he propped his hands on the edge of the table and looked at her with lowered eyebrows, "Or do you wish so? If so, I'm happy to do so."

Su An frowned slightly, avoiding his gaze, "Don't distort the facts with me, that's what you think."

Yan Xijue smiled lightly, without saying yes or no, "Let's eat."

While eating breakfast, Su Anqian didn't know what he thought of, looked at him, but didn't say anything.

After that, she didn't have to do anything, as if she just came here to write a recipe, and then it was time to watch a movie and surf the Internet.

Since she couldn't go out, she had to search for news related to the pastry shop on the Internet. It would be best if she could find a number.

Sure enough, I browsed the takeaway page and found a customer service number, but no one answered when she called.

After such a toss, when she came out of the bedroom, she realized that the house was extremely quiet, and looked at Yan Xijue's study with a slight frown.

There was no reason to bother, so she took a look and went to the living room, nestled on the sofa.

It was almost lunch time, but she still didn't see Yan Xijue, she frowned and could only knock on the door.

There was no response after knocking for a while, she opened the door and went in to find that the study room was completely quiet and there was no one there, so she took out her mobile phone and called Yan Xijue.

calling.

Just as he was wondering, he looked up out of the window and saw a man answering the phone not far away. It was a cold day and he was only wearing single clothes, with his left hand in his trouser pocket and his eyebrows lowered while talking.

Maybe he saw her call and looked in her direction while calling.

Su An shrank his hands and hung up the phone, then curled his lips, he needed to go out to answer any important calls secretly, and he was not afraid of catching a cold.

That's what she thought at the time, who knew that things would really turn out like that.

In the evening, after dinner, Yan Xijue kept raising his hand to massage his brow, and then went to the study to work.

According to the schedule, she was going to make him a conditioning soup around eight o'clock, but before the time came, she was sitting on the sofa with her pillow in her arms, and when she looked up, she saw Yan Xijue coming out of the study, with a bad expression on his face.

She frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Xijue waved his hands, cleared his throat again, and said hoarsely, "Maybe I have a cold."

She thought of him blowing the wind outside at noon, and he responded to his words the day before, as if there was a problem that night at her house.

After putting down the pillow, she had already walked over quickly, reached his height and raised her hand to test his temperature.

"Is that wood?" Su Anqian couldn't help but scolded as soon as she put her hand up, "It's all burnt like this, and I don't know until now?"

Yan Xijue just closed his eyes slightly, held her with one hand, and said ambiguously: "I said why I have been sleepy all the time, and I haven't done any exercise that hurts my vitality recently."

Su Anqian withdrew her hand, didn't say much, and walked directly to the place where the medicine box was placed according to her previous understanding.

Yan Xijue slowly walked towards the sofa with his long legs, seeing her familiarity with this family, he felt inexplicably happy, and sat on the sofa leisurely, "Is it okay not to take medicine? Make me something to eat?"

Su Anqian turned her head and glanced at him. She was so burnt that she still wondered if she could stop taking medicine?

In the next sentence, Yan Xijue slightly bent his mouth, and said naturally: "I don't like to take medicine, or if you just feed it to me, I might just take it."

Su Anqian ignored his shamelessness at all, took out the antipyretic medicine, and then poured a glass of water, "Take it yourself. If you have other discomforts due to fever, I won't take care of it. Anyway, you don't have the strength now, I will It's much easier to go."

Yan Xijue watched her finish speaking thoughtfully, then pursed his thin lips slightly, and actually swallowed the medicine without saying a word, for fear that she would really turn around and leave the next second.

After taking the medicine, I looked at her seriously: "Don't threaten me in the future, no matter how big or small, as long as you threaten it, it will definitely work. If it kills me, won't you feel bad?"

Su Anqian put the medicine box back without looking at him, "There are many people who feel sorry for the fourth young master, and I am not missing, so there is no need for it."

Yan Xijue stretched out his hand and pulled her to the side to sit down, and said lightly, "Hard hearted. Be obedient and don't move, I'm very sleepy."

(End of this chapter)