The domineering wife: the president lord and domineering love

"There is no big problem, the child is also very healthy, and the mother and child are safe."

The doctor secretly glanced at the bodyguards behind Qin Yi, all with serious faces.

Qin Yi's murderous spirit alone is enough to frighten people

The whole hospital was shrouded in a terrible shadow.

The doctor hurriedly added, "I just got caught in the rain and my body is very weak. Hanging some nutritious water will soon recover."

Qin Yi asked with a sinister look, "are you sure she's intact for all her internal organs?"

"... internal films are needed to determine whether there is internal injury."

"Shoot!"

"It's better to wait until the patient wakes up."

"Shoot it now, and her head, shoot it for me!"

A few hours later, Qin Yi watched Xia zaozao's film. The doctor explained one by one that all her organs were intact without any damage.

Qin Yi's tight body relaxed.

The bodyguards and doctors crowded in the ward were evacuated, and the room was finally quiet.

Quiet summer morning, every breath can be heard.

Qin Yi sat by the hospital bed, holding her hand and staring at her with deep eyes for a long time

Gale brought the sketch book: "young master, Yan Dashao is still in the emergency operation."

"How's it going?"

"I'm still angry for the time being... But whether I can save my life or not is uncertain. I can only listen to fate."

Qin Yi's eyes are cold. Naturally, he doesn't care about Yan Sheng's life and death

But Xia zaozao's crazy appearance before he was unconscious really frightened him.

She was so frightened that she was insane

He narrowed his eyes. In the heavy rain, she knelt down and begged him to save Yan Sheng.

Qin Yi tried to suppress the jealousy burst out of madness.

It was his jealousy of Yan Sheng that made him push her away——

Open the sketch and constantly look at the handwriting in the picture, the proof of her love for him.

Qin Yi is undoubtedly inferior in this relationship. She is so inferior that she never believes in her love and constantly verifies it in various ways

He, who has always been proud of himself, has an inferiority complex in front of love.

Qin Yi smiled strangely.

He is like a child who is afraid of being robbed of his beloved toy

I wish I could hide her every day and no one could covet her.

"Did I do something wrong?"

“……”

"I'm asking you!"

The gale hesitated and asked, "is the young master talking to me?"

"Who else is here besides us?"

"I thought you were talking to Miss Xia..." gale hung his head and said, "the young master can't be wrong. Even if the young master is wrong, he is right."

This is the master's Creed and the servant's consciousness.

Qin Yi smiled coldly, "do you also ridicule me?"

"Dare not..."

"Where is he better than me?" Qin Yi asked again holding the sketch book.

The strong wind is in trouble. It's really hard to answer this question: "in terms of appearance, family and background... Young master, you are equal to Yan Sishao. There is no distinction between high and low. Young master has the personality charm of young master and can't be compared."

"Equal? No distinction between high and low?" Qin Yi smiled coldly, "that is to say, I don't have any advantage, do I?"

The strong wind dared not speak again.

Even the only advantage that Yixia loved him early was broken by him.

He was not sure that after he had done so many cruel things to her, her heart would turn to him

He brushed away her hair and his fingers touched the scar on his forehead.

It was as if the scar was still burning and burned his hand.

Qin Yi drew back his hand and looked cold and stiff. He was suddenly afraid that she would open her eyes and that she would resent and accuse him at the bottom of her eyes.

I'm afraid her name is "Yan Sheng"

His red lips rolled up a more strange smile. He not only had low self-esteem, but also became a coward!

Touch the ring, hold Xia zaozao's hand and put it back on the ring finger of her left hand

What he wants to give her most is the happiness that people all over the world should envy.

But in the end, he gave her irreparable pain

Even so, he doesn't want to let her go!

"You go down. Yan Sheng has a new situation. Report it to me at the first time."

"Yes."

The strong wind retreated.

Qin Yi's posture was stiff and he stayed by the hospital bed all night.

Yan Shengjin's operating room is always on

early morning.

Qin Yi got up slowly, went to the terrace and lit a cigarette. It rained all night. The hospital was cold and wet in the morning.

Qin Yi took out his mobile phone and heard the movement of getting up in the ward.

He hurriedly turned back. Xia zaozao was getting out of bed.

"Are you awake? Where are you going?"

Xia zaozao's body stiffened. He didn't look at him and walked forward.

Qin Yi shouted, "summer is early, you can't leave me again -"

The direction of Xia zaozao is not the outside, but the bathroom.

Qin Yi followed, and the door had been closed.

"Good morning." Qin Yi knocked at the door.

“……”

"Let's talk."

“……”

"You really scared me last night..." he knocked patiently on the door. "Let's talk about something, as long as you don't scare me again, OK?"

There was no sound back to him.

Qin Yi squeezed his fist hard, and the cigarette that had just been lit crushed and fell to the ground.

Across a door, he sensed that Xia was leaning against the back of the door early, and his figure fell like a mottled ink cartridge.

"Don't torture me like this..." he knocked at the door again. "Summer morning, how are you going to torture me?"

The knock on the door became louder and louder.

"Open the door!"

Like thunder hitting the door.

Xia zaozao covered her ears with strength.

"I'll give you three minutes to calm down -"

The door opened abruptly, and Xia stood in front of him with a dull face. The next second, her arm was pulled, and she was taken into a generous embrace.

Qin Yi held her tightly for fear that she would disappear: "do you know who I am? Do you remember who I am?"

"Is he dead?" Xia zaozao's calm and leisurely voice sounded, as if he had accepted everything.

"Not dead."

"I know he's dead, Yan Sheng is dead." Xia zaozao's dull voice shook from his chest. "Everything last night was not a nightmare, it was true."

Qin Yi hugged her tightly: "he's not dead."

"You go out. I'm tired, Qin Yi. For my sake of collapse, will you let me go?"

Xia zaozao's voice was very tired, "what should I do so that you can let me go?"

Qin Yi's throat rolled hard and smiled hoarsely and bitterly.

"Why do you think I'm here? Do you think I'm still taking revenge on you?"

"Otherwise?" she was very calm.

"I saw your picture."

Xia zaozao's figure moved slightly.

Qin Yi said word by word, "the painting you buried in the manor beach."

"No way." he had been washed away by the waves. He dug for hours and couldn't find it.

Qin Yi picked her up, put her on the bed, took the sketch book on the bedside table and opened it.

Xia zaozao's eyes were cold and calm, without a trace of expression.

"I found it, isn't it fate?" Qin Yi's eyes were deep. "You can't escape. Early in summer, we are destined lovers."

"Destiny?" Xia hooked his lower lip early, but he couldn't laugh.