Lova Battle after Marriage: Husband with Passion and Wife with Apathy

The first time Yu Yunqing received a job from Yan zi cen, he said he was not nervous. It must be a lie, but he was happy when he finished it alone.

When she did not know Yan zi cen, she had heard of many people saying that he was almost strict about his work.

Plus, every time I think of that hateful guy, his hateful face, I have the suspicion of looking down on her. This time, Yu Yunqing spent his whole life planning. No, he should have spent his whole life learning to complete it.

There was a little vanity in his heart, and at the same time, there was a sense of reward. Yu Yunqing opened the door and strode briskly towards the study.

Standing at the door of the study, he raised his hand and knocked. After a moment of silence, a familiar and steady voice came from inside.

"Come in."

"Yan zi cen, I finished the project. You didn't expect me to do it alone." Yu Yunqing pushed open the door of the study. Before anyone could enter, the voice came out first.

I was going to say something to show off, but I suddenly felt something was wrong.

Looking over, Yan zi cen sat in the swivel chair, but the swivel chair was back to her, which made it impossible to see Yan zi cen's person clearly.

Yu Yunqing frowned involuntarily and called out his name, "Yan zi cen?"

Only a low voice could be heard from behind the swivel chair.

She opened her mouth and began to introduce the highlights of her plan, but suddenly a bad feeling came to her heart. She had always been as strong as him, but now her voice sounded very wrong, as if she was a little tired.

Faintly, she heard something with an imperceptible... Weakness.

And, as usual, Yanmowang's habit, he would hit her no matter what, but now he's... Serious?

Thump! "Yu Yunqing's heart skipped a beat. The next second, he quickly threw the proposal on the desk and walked around the table to the swivel chair.

"Yan zi cen, what's wrong with you?"

He was sitting in a swivel chair, his face ghastly pale, beads of sweat on his forehead, and even the ground was visibly sweaty.

He looked like he was going through something terrible. Even though Yu Yunqing had never seen him like this, she knew something was wrong.

He walked up to the swivel chair and watched as Yan zi cen's men, who were clutching his belly so tightly, struggled to move it away. He tried to pretend that nothing was wrong, but he didn't know that he couldn't fool anyone at all.

Yu Yunqing tightened his heart and reached out to catch his falling hand. He looked at him with a smile that was uglier than crying. Holding his sweaty palms, a feeling of uneasiness quickly spread in her heart, and her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

"Yan... Zicen, what's wrong with you?"

Yan zi cen recognized her concern, gently raised the corner of her mouth, smiled weakly, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Look at you. What? Are you worried about me?"

She was about to go crazy. Seeing that the man in front of her was still in the mood to tease and joke with her, she became even more anxious. Tears were rolling in her eyes and she stomped her feet. She loosened her grip on Yan zi cen's hand and turned her head to run out without looking back.

"Hold on, I'll call uncle zhong now."

But her hand was suddenly grabbed by Yan zi cen, and she almost lost her balance. She staggered and was caught by him unprepared.

"Don't make a fuss. Women need to learn to relax. Don't worry. Look, I'm fine."

Yan zi cen blinked. Even his eyelashes were covered in sweat. His handsome face was covered in sweat, but he looked at her with loving eyes.

"I haven't slept with you yet. How could anything happen? Are you right?"

Hearing his teasing, she was not in the least shy at this moment, but anxious and nervous, with an inexplicable anger, and shouted at him, "Yan zi cen, let go. This is not the time to joke."

She did not know what was going on in his body, but it was definitely not a good thing. Now every second she delayed, she could feel the threat of danger getting closer.

There was no reaction. There was no intention of loosening Yu Yunqing's hand.

Yu Yunqing's eyes were red, and the uneasiness in his heart intensified.

However, she knew that she couldn't beat him and watched him pester her, but he couldn't afford to drag it on. If something really went wrong, she didn't dare to think about it anymore. She bit her lip, lowered her head to his ear, and said in a mosquito-like voice.

"Yan zi cen, as long as you're okay, I'll... I'll... Let you sleep." Yu Yunqing said the last few words in an almost inaudible volume. Her lips and teeth were so blurry that it was impossible to tell what she had said.

A weak smile overflowed from yan zicen's lips. He heard it. Even if he couldn't hear it, he could hear her heartbeat.

Sweat was pouring down her forehead, but yan Zicen continued to tease her on purpose. "What, what did you just say? I can't hear you. Oh, look, I can't bully you, so bully me, right?"

Yu Yunqing bit his lips and glared at him. He did not answer. He shook and broke his hands with force. He was so anxious that he almost cried.

Seeing her appearance, Yan zi cen couldn't bear to tease her anymore. He sighed softly and loosened his grip on her hand.

The next second, Yanzi cen closed his eyes and suddenly leaned forward with his whole body covering his chest.

"Cough" in an instant, a mouthful of blood spurted out, the bright red liquid like a flower blooming and falling, instantly spilled all over the ground.

Yu Yunqing was startled and looked over again to find that Yan zi cen's hand had fallen.

"Yan zi cen!"

Downtown private hospital, one of the Bai family's businesses.

Yu yunqing couldn't help but feel her heart burning. She stood in the corridor of the operating room and walked back and forth.

Her face was also pale, and the red and swollen shadows in her eyes were obvious.

When she walked to the door of the operating room again, her ears pressed forward and against the door. Although she knew she couldn't hear anything, she still clumsily tried to listen.

"Why haven't you come out yet? Why..." Yu Yunqing repeated the same sentence in a daze.

Zhong uncle's face was grave, but he remained calm. He stepped forward, called out "Young madam," and reached out to help her sit down on the bench.

"Zhong... Zhong uncle, you said Zicen would be fine, right? He would be fine, right?" Yu Yunqing unconsciously called Zicen to yan Zicen's name. The intimacy was like a subconscious action.

Zhong uncle looked at Yu Yunqing, who was already so nervous that he lost his composure. Although he had the answer in his heart, he endured it. He felt that this was not an opportunity.

A chance to bring them closer.

"Young madam, to be honest with you, I don't know. But young master Yan has always been in good health and I'm sure he won't have any major problems."