His Sunny Wife

"Yes." Wu Ma nodded and realized that something might be serious. She quickly ran downstairs.

Soon, Xin Yan came.

He did some simple tests for Mimi, took a blood sample and carefully put it in a transparent bag.

In the study.

Looking at situ Yan standing in front of the window, Xin Yan said: "I can't see whether there is any sign of poisoning at the moment, but her pulse condition is very unstable. It is very likely that she took some medicine. We should be able to see the specific reasons when the test results come out. "

Situ Yan's face was livid. He gritted his teeth and said, "it must be Nangong Yaoling. Damn it! I didn't take care of Mimi because of the company. I forgot about it! "

After thinking about it, Chi Ying said, "annihilation Emperor I think Miss Qi Yue's departure may have something to do with the little princess. Miss Qi Yue is a kind person. If she had not been controlled by others, she would not have done so much harm to you in this way. "

Situ Yan's pupils were slightly constricted.

Referring to Qi Yue, he felt a faint pain in his heart.

That press conference, that newspaper, everything on that day was like a nightmare. He can't help feeling cold when he thinks about it these days.

He never thought that in his eyes, such a simple and weak girl would give him a fatal blow in such a vicious way.

These days, the name of Qi Yue is almost taboo to him.

No one dare to mention this person easily.

However, he still let people in the dark looking for, he just want a result.

However, Xin Yan's words, let his heart, for a moment, as if to be gently bumped.

"Is there any news over there?" He asked.

Xin Yan obviously knew what he meant and said in a low voice: "not yet..."

Situ Yan stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

"I see. You go."

Xin Yan nodded.

When he left, he could not help but turn to look at situ Yan and said, "Annie emperor, there are some things. I hope you can relax. After all, the body is the most important thing. "

Situ Yan turned around. His slender figure stood in front of the window. He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Staring out of the window, I didn't seem to hear.

Xin Yan's eyes flashed a complex and helpless, shook his head and went out of the door.

Situ Yan opened the lighter and looked at the rising smoke. His eyes also became addicted.

Relax.

Yes If we don't relax, he will die.

He was seriously betrayed by his beloved woman; he saw his only relative stabbing him in the back again and again.

Looking at his daughter, he became what he is now, and he, as a father, has only now found out.

Looking at the fruits of victory which he had gone through all kinds of hardships and finally regained, in his palm, little by little moldy and rotten, he felt as if he had no mental health at all.

He stretched out his hand, supported the transparent glass window, looking at his body, a virtual shadow on the window.

He vaguely saw his face, so pale, his eyes, with fatigue and pain, he suddenly felt strange.

Is the man in the mirror really him?

He is situ Yan, the king standing at the top of the pyramid, climbing out of the pile of dead and ruins.