CEO's Pampered Stunning Wife

Master Si's irritable mood was immediately picked up by Si Tian. His eyebrows frowned deeper and roared:

"As long as my old bone is still there, I will never allow her to enter the door of the Secretary's house."

Si Tian sighed.

"He could put aside your safety last night just to send the woman back. It seems that Zeyu really doesn't care."

Si Qing wants to interrupt Si Tian, but he doesn't know how to speak. He can only let him say it. After all, what he said is true.

Si Qing's heart also complains about this disappointing son.

Master Si was so angry that his chest fluctuated and his breathing became heavy. Sima Tian's mouth aroused a touch of joy. It seems that his plan to pick out the separation has been successful.

Si Zeming looked at Mr. Si and pretended to be kind and said:

"Grandpa, don't be angry. Your health is important, but I believe my brother just lost his mind for a moment. We're talking about the interests with my brother. I believe my brother will be enlightened."

As Si Zeming spoke, he secretly observed master Si's expression.

Mr. Si's eyes were slightly heavy. Unexpectedly, his grandson, whom he had always attached importance to, left him and the woman last night. His eyes contained extreme anger, so that his lips turned white and his fingertips trembled.

He doesn't want to see that hateful woman again.

He said to Si Qing:

"Call me your precious son. I have something to say."

Si Qing's heart was slightly shocked, but he never dared to violate the old man's words. He took out the phone and dialed the past

Si Zeyu was on his way to the hospital. When he saw his father's phone number displayed on his mobile phone, he had a bad feeling in his heart. He knew that he should come all the time.

"Dad, what's up?"

"Hurry to the hospital, Grandpa woke up!" Si Qing roared on the phone, his voice deafening.

When Si Zeyu hung up, he dialed Ye Li's phone.

"Ye Li, help me take good care of Du Qiuyi. My plan is about to start!"

"Don't worry! Zeyu, wronged you!"

Then, Si Zeyu increased his horsepower and rushed to the hospital.

When Si Zeyu came to the hospital, he walked into the ward. Si Tian came first to say hello to him.

"Here comes Zeyu.

"Compared with your second uncle, my nephew is a little worse. The second uncle came so early!" Si Zeyu half narrowed his eyes, leaving a complex smile in his eyes and looking at the father and son.

The smile, in Si Zeming's eyes, seemed to see through all his thoughts, and his chest forced him to show a very natural look.

"Brother, grandpa is a little angry. Speak carefully." Si Zeming walked to Si Zeyu and said softly.

Si Zeyu curled his lips and smiled.

"OK, thanks for Ze ming's kindness."

Si Zeming looked closely at Si Zeyu with sharp eyes. He looked as usual, as sharp and proud as usual.

Maybe he just thought too much. With his temperament, he won't compromise like the old man at all.

They just sit down and wait for them to fall out.

Si Zeyu's long legs are about to come to master Si.

When master Si saw him, he was so angry that he smashed a crystal cup at Si Zeyu.

"Evil, grandpa is so disappointed in you“

Si Zeyu didn't dodge. The crystal cup hit his forehead impartially, and the blood flowed down his handsome face in an instant.

"Ze Yu." Yuan Xiumei hurried over and looked at si ze Yu with a distressed face,.

"Zeyu, mom will take you to dress up.

Si Zeyu touched his forehead with his hand, shook his head at Yuan Xiumei, raised his lips, and smiled obviously on his face.

This indifferent appearance made master Si angry.

Si Qing also hates iron but not steel. He said to Si Zeyu:

"Don't apologize to Grandpa soon."

Mr. Si covered his chest with his hands and gasped violently.

"Grandpa, are you all right!" Si Zeyu hurried to master Si's bed and patted him on the back. His face was no longer rebellious.

"Why? Do you still think about me?" master Si's old voice was obviously angry.

He looked very bad. He seemed to be much older overnight.

"Grandpa, take care of yourself."

Master Si's heart softened at the sight of Si Zeyu.

He took a deep breath and decided to calm down and have a good talk with Si Zeyu.

Meanwhile, Gu bingxia in the ward over there got out of bed after receiving a short breath.

Mrs. Gu asked painfully.

"Bingxia, have a good rest. What are you doing out of bed?"

"Mom, I'm fine. I'll see the boss and worry about his health."

Gu bingxia said this, but a look of resentment flashed across her eyes. Du Qiuyi, even if I can't deal with you, I will use master Si to deal with you for me.

She won't care so much about the war between them! What if Du Qiuyi had a child? Originally belonging to her, she would take it back from the woman's hand, smile and watch her cry.

Thinking of these, Gu bingxia's eyes showed a fierce color.

Gu bingxia doesn't care about this. She even fantasizes that it's false that Si Zeyu likes Du Qiuyi, but it's because she gave birth to Si Zeyu's child that Si Zeyu treated her so well in the face of the child!

She was convinced that a family like the Si family would never allow Si Zeyu to marry that cheap woman in the face of fame, status and interests.

At this point, Gu bingxia felt much more comfortable. Her dream of marrying Si Zeyu will not change in her life.

But she also needs to pretend to be weak. Only in this way can she win more sympathy from the Si family, especially yuan Xiumei. She should make good use of this.

She tidied up her mood and showed a distressing look on her face.

Seeing this, Mrs. Gu came forward and hugged Gu bingxia.

"Bingxia, don't be sad. We're not worth it for such a bitch."

Gu bingxia smiled.

"Mom, don't worry, I'm not sad."

In the ward here, the Secretary's family has been persuading Si Zeyu, and even Si Tian falsely agrees.

"Don't say any more. Only this way can you go and get engaged to Miss Gu to take over the Si Group, otherwise I will really send that woman to Africa."

Hearing this, Si Zeming seemed to look at Si Zeyu's eyes. He didn't say a word. It seemed that he had compromised.

This makes Si Zeming have a doubt in his heart. Why? This is not like the original Si Zeyu.

His usual arrogance and domineering appearance has disappeared.

Si Zeming looked at Mr. Si again. His anger was unspeakable. He hated and hated his eccentricity, but the hatred in his heart was very secret, which was also caused by his childhood character and environment. He couldn't see any expression on his face and seemed to have a brilliant smile forever.

Master Si didn't pay attention to Si Zeming, but raised his eyes and looked at Gu bingxia who came in.

Gu bingxia's pale face didn't have a trace of blood color. It looked so weak.

"Grandpa, how are you?"

Mr. Si's voice became more gentle.

"I'm fine, girl. Are you better? You need a good rest!" master Si looked at Gu bingxia, who was weak, and his eyes flashed a touch of heartache.

"Grandpa, I'm fine. You're worried about bingxia."

Then she looked up at Si Zeyu and found that Si Zeyu's forehead was hurt. She hurried forward.

"Zeyu, you're hurt..."

Si Zeyu's black eyes looked up at Gu bingxia's eyes, and Gu bingxia's heart clicked.

"Nothing, little injury, don't worry." he turned to Gu bingxia's tone with a trace of temperature.

Gu bingxia was flattered and her tears couldn't stop falling.

Master Si said to Gu bingxia:

"Miss Gu, you know, Zeyu has a son. I don't know if you mind."

Gu bingxia looked at the old man gently, tears flashing from the corners of her eyes.

"Grandpa, you know, I have always liked children, and now I have lost the qualification to be a mother. Do you know what a cruel thing it is for a woman not to be a mother all her life. I am very glad that Zeyu has a son, and I will regard him as my own. If Zeyu doesn't have this child, I can't marry him, even if I love him , I won't let him break. "

The more Gu bingxia said, the more excited she was. Tears fell down her pale cheeks like broken beads.

It's painful to see my pity.

Mrs. Gu came over and protected her daughter in her arms.

Yuan Xiumei also came to Gu bingxia and comforted such a sensible child.

Then yuan Xiumei looked at Si Zeyu.

"Zeyu, how do you want your mother to say that you can wake up!"

Yuan Xiumei was so upset that she was really afraid that szeyu would do something they didn't want to see.

She deliberately glanced at Si Tian's face and felt an inexplicable hostility.

But what she never expected was that Si Zeyu walked to Gu bingxia with his slender legs, and a pair of big hands stroked her hair.

Gu bingxia was stunned and his eyes were motionless.

"Don't cry, I'll be responsible for you."

This sudden move warmed Gu bingxia's heart, turned his eyes, and couldn't help a burst of bitterness in his heart.

"Zeyu, is what you said true?" she sobbed.

Si Zeyu raised his hand and wiped down the glittering tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Yes."

Hearing Si Zeyu's snort, everyone smiled.

Only situ Tian and his son resent in their hearts, but they can't show it.

Si Zeming stood up politely, his thin lips hooked, and his slender black eyes stared at Si Zeyu tightly.

"Brother, Congratulations!"

Si Zeyu is handsome and calm, his eyebrows and eyes are full of spirituality, and his smile seems to be gentle and kind.

But virtually, Si Zeming felt that he had a deterrent that could not be ignored.