Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

"Pay the price?" mingcaiyan sneered. "This is the most ridiculous expression I have ever heard. Do you think you are still the second largest family in Haicheng? Ridiculous!"

Su Xingwen struggled. Trying to get out of her confinement.

But I was bedridden for a long time. His physical function has deteriorated a lot, and he has little strength all over.

"Ming Caiyan..." Su Xingwen gritted his teeth. He almost bit his teeth off and said to mingcaiyan with all his strength.

Mingcaiyan looked at him struggling, and the smile on her face was hard to hide.

"Su Xingwen, you are a rat crossing the street now. Everyone yells! Do you think you are still president Su admired by everyone? Do you think you can really make waves without Su's group?" mingcaiyan shook off his chin. "You can try."

Su Xingwen tried to control her emotions, but mingcaiyan said one sentence after another. Every sentence hit the most vulnerable place in his heart.

"Ah -" Su Xingwen took a deep breath and covered his chest.

All over the body with a feeling of suffocation, has been completely out of breath.

Mingcaiyan looked at him lying on the ground. I feel comfortable covering my face.

She took a look at the Su family and left with two bodyguards.

……

Zhou Shulan drank porridge. With full hatred.

If she hadn't watched the surveillance that day, she didn't know how much pressure Su Xingwen was under.

A patient with myocardial infarction was so stimulated.

Zhou Shulan finished her breakfast. Back in the bedroom. Su Xingwen lay in bed. It's like never leaving. She went to the window and opened it.

Last night's storm, the wall climbing tiger opposite has been wet, and several leaves have fallen from the wall.

Xingwen... The leaves fall

Aunt sighed. He prepared a cup of honey grapefruit tea for Zhou Shulan, put it by the bed, and then left the room silently.

The day passed quickly. Early the next morning, the dawn cut through the night and lit up the whole world. The breeze brought the taste of spring.

The nurse opened the window in the ward early, and the breeze blew into the ward.

After a night's struggle, josin has regained consciousness.

But I can't open my eyes anyway, as if they were stuck.

"Madam, it's eight o'clock now. You should sleep more. It rained too much the day before yesterday. It rained a little yesterday, and it's sunny outside today." the little nurse straightened some of the furnishings in the ward and said.

In the past few days, josin has always maintained the life mechanism with glucose and didn't eat anything. Although his small face has recovered a little ruddy, the whole person is getting thinner and thinner.

Josin tried to open his eyes.

It's eight o'clock now. There's an hour left for her father's funeral. She must leave.

The nurse tidied up and went outside to get water.

Struggling, I heard the sound of opening the door at the door of the ward. The doctor had just checked the ward and left, and the little nurse went to change the water. Who would come?

Just thinking about it, I felt that the man was getting closer and closer to himself, and the sound of footsteps seemed to be asking for his life, with a sense of urgency.

Banquet Secretary Bai carefully looked around. He was wearing a doctor's clothes and a mask on his face. He couldn't see his face clearly at all.