Hidden Marriage to the End: My Husband Is a Dramatist

Chapter 6
Only then did the man say "um": "Let's talk."

Xue Nanyu looked at him, hesitated a little, and finally asked: "Di Yun arrived in the past two days, and Ke Wan'er is still in a coma, but it is said that Miss Su has the same blood type as her. Are you going to let Su Anqian test the medicine?"

Yan Xijue glanced at him, "Who did you hear that from?"

"Ji Cheng." Xue Nanyu didn't think much of it.

"Stop talking." Yan Xijue turned his gaze and turned from the window.

Xue Nanyu froze for a moment, was he defending Su Anqian?

Yan Xijue didn't give him any time to question, and only threw him a document to keep him quiet.

in the master bedroom.

Su Anqian forgot where to take off her shoes, and her clothes were hanging on the first floor, so she had to stay in the bedroom all the time. Because of the stomachache, she sometimes stood, sometimes sat, and changed her posture.

At 04:30 in the afternoon, the autumn rain poured down without warning.

After sending Xue Nanyu away, Yan Xijue turned around and walked to the master bedroom. The bedroom was very quiet, and after scanning around, he saw no one, only to find her nestled in a chair when he walked over, her beautiful eyebrows were tightly frowned.

"Su Anqian?" He tried to call her.

Just as she was about to carry her to the bed, she slowly opened her eyes, still frowning, looking at him in a daze.

"I want to sleep on the bed." Yan Xijue spoke again, but did not move her.

Su Anqian stretched her legs to the ground and shook her head, "No need, is your friend gone?"

She stood up while talking, but she curled up on the chair for a long time, her legs became numb, and she suddenly fell to the side before she could stand upright.

Yan Xijue reached out to catch her firmly, frowned slightly with thick eyebrows, "Master doesn't like throwing himself into your arms." Then he stared at her thin white feet and frowned, "Where are the shoes?"

She twitched the corners of her mouth for his last sentence, then just raised her face and looked at him eagerly, "Shoes, forgot..."

Looking straight into those pure watery eyes again, Yan Xijue's agitation that had just risen suddenly began to dissipate silently.

Straightening up, he turned without saying a word to help her find her shoes.

Su Anqian sat there blankly for a while, a phone ringing startled her, she frowned when she saw the caller ID, but still answered it.

"Qianqian?" Ye Ling still had a nice voice, only when he called her name was especially touching.

Su An took a deep breath, and said in a calm voice, "Is there something wrong?"

"Don't hang up first." Ye Ling seemed to know what she would do, and then began to say: "I heard that you are looking for a job, have you found it?"

"Let's not worry about my affairs, Young Master Ye." She hung up without any hesitation.

When he turned around, he happened to see Yan Xijue twiddling her shoes and walking in, he probably didn't hear her call, his serious face was normal, he went straight to her, put down the shoes, "Put it on."

Su Anqian did so, looked up at him, and asked directly: "I want to find a job. I can coordinate here, work, and the hospital. Why do you want to stop me?"

The man lowered his eyes, looked at the stubbornness in her clear eyes, and moved his thin lips slightly, "I didn't shut you up, and I didn't tie you up, why did I stop you?"

She was silenced by his words, and stared at him angrily for a while, "I'll show you!"

When she turned around, the phone that had just been placed on the chair rang again. She knew it was Ye Ling without looking at it, and planned to grab him and leave.

But Yanxi Jue was a master, he took advantage of the situation, and the phone was already in his hand.

A word "Ling" appeared on the screen.

Just for a moment, his face darkened, "What did I say?" He lowered his eyebrows and looked at her, "Is this the confidence you swore to show me?"

Facing his sudden coldness, Su Anqian's heart trembled slightly, and he looked straight at him, "I can't control other people's feelings, besides, Mr. Yan was away last night and asked me to be loyal and fair. ?"

On the phone last night, she heard the delicate "Fourth Young Master" very clearly, she didn't mind anything, she just said it together because she was suffocated.

Yan Xijue suddenly twitched his mouth, "Fair? The agreement was signed to help you solve such a big problem. You should be thankful and pray. Do you want fairness from me?"

So she's stuck in the contract now, and that's why he insisted on her signing it on the spot that night?
But he is a dignified Yan Xijue who doesn't lack anything, so why force her to be tied up like this?

Forget it, the Su family is so miserable, it doesn't matter where she is, she has no time to think about it now, she retracts her angrily staring eyes, turns and leaves.

Yan Xijue stared at her back with sharp black eyes, "Where are you going?"

She didn't respond at all, and went straight downstairs to get her clothes changed.

When Yan Xijue went down, she had already changed her clothes and reached out to him for the phone.

The man pursed his thin lips, indifferently, and asked coldly again: "Where are you going?"

Su An supported her bones and smiled purely, "Fourth Young Master, even if I can't break free, I can only be your contracted wife, don't you care too much?"

The questioning tone made the man frown, but she snatched the phone.

Yan Xijue clasped her slender arm with a twist of his wrist, holding back his temper and almost squeezed out three words between his teeth: "It's raining!"

If I remember correctly, on the first day we met, he also refused to let her go because of the rain. He was obviously indifferent to death, but he was also stubborn and considerate in this matter.

Facing his hypocritical thoughtfulness, Su Anqian got angry at him, "I want to go if I get stabbed!"

The door was closed with a "bang!" She stood at the door and hesitated for a while, and finally gritted her teeth and rushed directly into the rain.

When Yan Xijue realized it, she had already run away and disappeared.

"Su Anqian!" Yan Xijue growled, looking in vain at the rainy front yard, raised his foot and kicked the flowerpot by the door to pieces, without feeling any pain at all.

Standing at the door like a statue, the veins on his forehead were throbbing. In the end, he couldn't hold back, turned around and took the car keys.

Su Anqian wanted to run to the security booth in the villa park to take a taxi, but after a while, the black Maybach roared to a stop a few centimeters away from her.

In the next second, she was pulled back by a strong force and fell on the car body. She already had abdominal pain, but the impact almost broke her waist, and she was so painful that she couldn't breathe.

Above his head, while he held up the black umbrella, his violent voice came down, "You know you can't get in the rain, but you want to die?!"

Su Anqian was stunned by his yelling, and with the pain in her waist, her eyes turned red, "Aren't you happy that I'm dead? Anyway, the Su family entrusted you. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. I'm dead. There is no one in the Su family, can't you make a fortune?"

The knuckles of Yan Xijue holding the handle of the umbrella were turning white, and he stared at her coldly, "Okay, shall I have your father killed in prison first, or you first? Hmm?"

The overly sullen thin lips poked her heart word by word, especially when he said that someone would kill Dad, she instantly turned pale.

The man had a stern face, and touched his thin lips: "Get in the car, I'll count to three."

"……three!"

She stood there in a daze, without reacting at all, when she counted to three, what about one and two?
But seeing that he really went to take out his mobile phone to make a call, she ignored everything and turned around and got into the car.

Moving fast enough, Yan Xijue suppressed his anger and stopped, and walked towards the driver's seat. The next second, the car swayed back to the villa.

Stopping at the door, he held an umbrella in one hand and pinched her out like a doll with the other, turned around and threw her back to the entrance in two steps, and ordered coldly: "Change clothes!"

However, Su Anqian fell limp on the ground, her hair was wet, her body was dripping, and she was on her period. She was a dignified Miss Su, and she had never been so embarrassed in her life.

"Do you think I'm easy to bully?" Yan Xijue was about to get angry when she raised her face from the ground.

I don't know whether it's water or tears on my face, and I looked at him with watery eyes, "The Su family is gone, I'm not as valuable as a contract, but I want to have my own job, I want to support my mother, why do you prohibit them from hiring me?" !"

Avoiding her dark and pure eyes, Yan Xijue threw the car keys with one hand, lifted her up from the ground without saying a word, went straight upstairs, and took off her wet clothes whether she wanted to or not.

Su Anqian knocked off his hand, grabbed the robe in his hand, turned and walked to the bathroom.

His gown was a full skirt on her, covering the ankles, and it looked funny and cute.

When she came out of the bathroom, Yan Xijue was on the phone, "Send the clothes here, immediately, immediately."

"Size?" He frowned, and looked up at the girl who had just walked out.

Su Anqian smoothed her wet hair with one hand, and just two steps out of the bathroom, she bumped into his chest suddenly, and was about to frown, but she was wrapped in her arms.

The man's voice on the phone became hoarse and calm: "34C."

As soon as the voice fell, Su An raised his hand and slapped him in the face, but halfway through, the man firmly held his wrist, and he calmly said a low "um" to the receiver, and hung up.

Looking at her flushed with anger, Yan Xijue pursed his lips and said, "Blow dry your hair, don't let me catch a cold!"

Su Anqian realized that she couldn't do anything, so she just yelled at him: "Yan Xijue, you bastard!"

The man gave her a cool look, and said coldly, "You know now?...it's not too late."

He brought the hair dryer over, stuffed it into her hand, and then walked out of the bedroom slowly.

When he went out, he stood at the door for two seconds, closed his eyes and pressed his temple.

Su Anqian turned on the hair dryer to the maximum 'hum! '.

After his hair was dried, Yan Xijue came back again, holding a bowl in his hand, and placed it in front of her, still giving the order: "Drink."

Putting down the hair dryer, she finally looked at him, with a bit of sarcasm on her elegant face, "Why are things so good to me?"

Just as Yan Xijue was about to turn around, he raised his eyelids sideways and glanced at her after hearing this, "It seems that I should really kill you as soon as possible, so you think it's normal?"

(End of this chapter)