Scheming Billionaire's Cute Wife

In Italy's largest hospital, an xiaonuan is looking at the man outside the intensive care unit with complicated eyes.

When Yeqing told them that their mother was still alive, they couldn't believe it.

How could anyone survive in such a big explosion?

But when they saw the man whose back was all rotten, they knew it again.

It was this man named Ye Chen who protected his mother with his own life.

The man in the intensive care unit was breathing less and less, but his eyes were still open, and he looked at the door without blinking.

He is waiting for Ning Wanyuan.

An xiaonuan, looking at his expression, couldn't bear it. He looked at yemingjue again and asked, "is mom awake?"

"I've already told them that the first time my mother wakes up, she will be sent here." Yemingjue also thanks this man, so he will stay outside his ward.

When Ning Wanyuan woke up, she suddenly remembered the scene before her coma, and the thin but warm embrace.

"Ma'am, are you awake? Ye always told me that we will send you to see Mr. Ye the first time you wake up. " The nurse stood beside Ning Wanyuan and said.

Ning Wanyuan's eyes suddenly widened and asked, "is he still alive?"

Such a big explosion, even an iron man, will be blown up, but he did not hesitate to protect himself.

Ning Wanyuan couldn't help thinking of the man's silent guard when she was young.

"Mr. Ye's sense of survival is very strong, but it can only last ten minutes at most. If you wake up later, Mr. Ye will..." The nurse didn't finish what she said, but Ning Wanyuan understood her meaning.

Instead of thinking about the mess, she quickly got up from bed and sat in the wheelchair she had already prepared.

"Let's go." She said to the nurse.

When she arrived in the intensive care unit in a wheelchair, ye Chen's breathing was very weak.

But the moment he saw Ning Wanyuan, his gray eyes lit up instantly.

"Yuanyuan..." Ye Chen's fingers moved, as if he wanted to reach out to touch her, but he didn't lift a finger at last.

Ning Wanyuan quickly pushed the wheelchair past, looking at Ye Chen's face beyond recognition, eyes full of tears.

She had forgotten how many years she hadn't cried, and she couldn't stop crying.

"Yuanyuan I'm sorry... " Ye Chen's speech has become very difficult, but he still apologizes word by word.

"You have nothing to apologize for. I should say thank you for saving me." Ning Wanyuan said.

"Yuanyuan, you don't look good when you cry Can you give me Smile... "

This is what ye Chen used to say every time he saw Ning Wanyuan crying.

The tears in Ning Wanyuan's eyes can't stop, but ye Chen's words still raise a smile.

It's just that laughter is worse than crying.

Ye Chen seems to be very satisfied, looking at Ning Wanyuan's eyes full of nostalgia.

He wanted to say more, but he clearly felt the loss of life, and the people in front of him became more and more blurred.

In the end, he only had time to say: "after all, I hurt you..."

At that moment, the sound of wailing in the ward rang out.

Ning Wanyuan herself was hurt. In addition to this explosion, she was so emotional that she fainted directly.

There was another flurry. An xiaonuan and yemingjue were haggard after dealing with these things.

"Has Ziyan been sent home?" An xiaonuan sat on the corridor of the hospital and asked.

Because they had to take care of Uncle Ye and his mother, they sent Ziyan back first.

"Well, you're tired too. Do you want to take you back to rest first? I'll be here alone." Ye Ming Jue said as he leaned an xiaonuan's head on his shoulder.

"No, I'm here with you. I'll go back and have a rest later." Anxiaonuan was worried that yemingjue would not take good care of herself, so she refused her offer.

Although I miss Ziyan very much, Ziyan's condition is very good. On the contrary, this man has been boiling for such a long time. Today, she still wants to boil. She is distressed.

The moment Ye Chen died, Liu Jing and Ruan Qingchen also went to the church.

Liu Jing knew from Jinxuan that the matter here was over, so she rushed over.

Looking at the ruins in the hall and feeling the heat of the whole body, Liu Jing's eyes can't help reddening.

She had fantasized about leaving that airtight place many times, and hated the harsh and suspicious lady Isis countless times. However, when she saw Isis's body and realized that Isis was no longer alive, she was still very sad.

"I used to think that she had no feelings and only had her own eyes," Liu Jing said to Ruan Qingchen, and then continued, "but I know that it must be her idea to throw me to the manor that time, because she didn't want me to be hurt by Ximen Qian. She was protecting me.From the time I was adopted, she told me that she was not my mother. Don't expect any maternal love from her.

She added: 'I'm a good robot, and she keeps me around because I'm useful.

But when I think about it now, I don't feel hate. You say, am I crazy... " Liu Jing asks Ruan Qingchen.

Ruan Qingchen doesn't know the story between Liu Jing and Isis, but he can see the sadness in Liu Jing's eyes.

She's sorry for this woman named Isis.

Ruan Qingchen put her into her arms and refused to let her look at the blackened corpse again. She said, "you are not crazy. You are just too kind. You can always see the soft inside from other people's sharp thorns. This is not crazy. This is your lovely place. If you think you can't put it down, take her ashes back."

"Really? May I? " Liu Jing looks at Ruan Qingchen and distinguishes the emotion in his eyes.

She was afraid that he was forcing himself.

But Ruan Qingchen didn't have any reluctance in his eyes. He said in a very soft tone: "yes, silly woman, this is your adoptive mother. How can I oppose it?"

Let them stay in the past generation.

This generation shouldn't take on these things.

Liu Jing finally took the ashes back, but instead of putting them in the villa, she found a graveyard for her.

The woman on the tombstone has a decent smile, and her broad hat covers her forehead and an eye, but it doesn't block her temperament.

She will become like a miss, but her heart is still the inferiority complex.

Otherwise, she won't wear a hat with every outfit she wears.

Liu Jing knelt down in front of the tomb with tears in his eyes. He put the flowers in his hand in front of the tomb and said, "Mom, I hope you can join a good family in your next life and be a real big lady."

The wind whistling in my ear seems to be answering instead of the people in the tomb