Love from a Famous Family: Yan Shaotian spoils his little wife

Qiao Xinran's brain suddenly boomed.

Did she hear it wrong?

Soon, she denied the thought in her heart.

In this world, such a coincidence is impossible.

The man looked at her stunned look mockingly, "Don't act recklessly, your tricks are no different from other women."

When he turned around, there was no warmth in his eyes.

"You..." A woman's murmur suddenly came from my ear.

The next moment, she closed her eyes, and her soft body fell on top of him.

When Qiao Xinran woke up, she was already in the hospital.

"You have a high fever."

She followed the gaze of the little boy when he was speaking, and looked at the potion hanging in her hand.

Without waiting for her to ask, Si Yixuan answered first: "I am a man, and it is my duty to be a hero to save the beauty."

Qiao Xinran was amused by his words, but before she could say thank you, she shot at her with calm and majestic eyes like a beast.

Only then did she realize that there was still a man standing by the window of the ward.

"Thank you." She said sincerely.

Judging from the current situation, Qiao Xinran could also guess that they brought her to the hospital after she fell into a coma with a fever.

At the same time, I was surprised that a man who was rumored to be cruel and ruthless could actually do such a heart-warming act.

Si Yixuan looked at Qiao Xinran's pensive expression with dissatisfaction, Xiao Duan pointed to himself, "Don't thank my dad, I am the one who decided to send you to the hospital! Eh - what is this?"

He looked curiously at the note in Qiao Xinran's pocket.

Qiao Xinran satisfied his curiosity, stuffed the note into his hand, his eyes softened, "It's a nursery rhyme."

Si Yeting had long been dissatisfied with the chatter of the two of them, and just as he was about to leave, the gentle look in the woman's eyes made him stop again.

Si Yixuan persistently asked Qiao Xinran to sing to him.

Qiao Xinran took a look at Si Yeting, and finally boldly let go of her singing voice, and sang word by word.

This song was polished day by day during the months of her pregnancy.

The lyrics and melody are already memorized, but every time I sing this song again, my voice still trembles uncontrollably.

She never planned to publish this song, this is a gift she plans to give to her children...

I don't know if it's because her voice is ethereal and pleasant, or because she sings too emotionally, no one in the ward interrupts her.

Si Yixuan closed his eyes sadly while watching Qiao Xinran singing, as if he was suppressing some emotion, while feeling distressed, he didn't want the beautiful singing to stop.

The song was about to finish, and Qiao Xinran adjusted her mood before opening her eyes again.

"Dad, my beautiful sister sings well. Signing her will definitely make a lot of money for our company!" Si Yixuan intends to sell Qiao Xinran's face.

Si Yeting squinted his eyes to look at her, and the expression on the woman's face returned to normal, as if the pain she had endured just now was just a dream.

The lyrics of nursery rhymes are simple, but her world seems very complicated.

"Dad!" The little man urged him again.

"Hey!" Si Yeting came back to his senses, his tall and intimidating body walked to the side of the hospital bed but suddenly turned a corner and walked outside.

A woman's emotion can only deceive children. In his eyes, it is just a play for his own benefit after all.

"Let's go." Si Yeting waited at the door for a long time, and looked back at Si Yixuan with impatience.

Si Yixuan didn't answer, and the action of grabbing Qiao Xinran's sleeve tightly expressed his rejection.

He didn't say why, but he just instinctively liked this beautiful sister, even if it was only the second meeting.

Si Yeting withdrew the warning gaze that fell on him, and looked at the bodyguard at the door.

The bodyguard nodded in understanding, stepped forward and pinched Si Yixuan's arm from left to right, his eyes were respectful but could not be resisted, "I'm sorry, young master, this is President Si's intention."

"Let go of me!" Si Yixuan felt aggrieved after being treated like this by his father.

Qiao Xinran looked at the corners of the little boy's eyes, trying to hold back the tears that did not fall, and couldn't bear to speak: "Mr. Si, let me say one more thing, you can't treat the child like this."

Si Yeting lowered his eyes to turn a jade ring on his finger, the light in his eyes was dim.

Perhaps it was the first time someone dared to plead for him in front of this man, Si Yixuan looked back at Qiao Xinran in surprise.

Qiao Xinran mistook his eyes for panic, and remembered the rumor that Si Yeting was merciless even to his relatives.

Her eyes sank, she decisively pulled away the hanging needle stuck on the back of her hand, and got off the hospital bed to block the bodyguard's way.

"He's just a child!" Zeng's tenacity as a mother made it impossible for her to watch the little boy in danger.

Si Yeting finally raised his eyes to look at her, and approached her step by step again.

His deep eyes exuded a strange light, and Qiao Xinran clearly felt that his whole body was gradually enveloped by a terrible sense of fear.

The bodyguard Zhiqu took the little prince out, and closed the door by the way.

She tried hard to keep herself calm, but the trill in her voice still betrayed her fear, "If you treat him like this, it will cast a shadow on his childhood."

Si Yeting didn't answer, but suddenly raised his hand to grab her by the throat.

Out of survival instinct, Qiao Xinran subconsciously slapped his hand.

He continued to hold on, without the inhalation of oxygen, she only felt that her body was getting weaker and softer, and her face was gradually turning pale.

In the ear, there was a creepy voice: "Do you still dare?"

The jade ring on the man's finger touched the skin of her small face because of the movement of pinching her.

Yu's coolness was like the knife of death, Qiao Xinran looked at the other party's expressionless face, and fell into despair in her heart.

But because she couldn't catch her breath, she didn't even have the chance to refute or obey.

"Dad! What are you going to do to her!" There was a sudden knock on the door of the ward.

The coldness in Si Yeting's eyes subsided a little, until the expression on Qiao Xinran's face was about to twist in pain, and he finally let her go.

He twirled the jade ring on his finger, and his deep eyes gave off a dangerous signal.

"You are the first woman who dares to talk to me like that."

The man's eyes turned around her small face, and he suddenly bent over to pick up the slip of paper that had fallen on the floor.

Looking at the old and yellowed paper, there was no pity on his face, "This is a world where the weak prey on the strong."

Therefore, he did not allow his son to show kindness to anyone.

"Ahem——" The fear of impending death made Qiao Xinran subconsciously back up.

She looked at his green and transparent jade ring, her expression became complicated.

She recognized it as a family heirloom of the Si family.

"Ah."

Si Yeting had already walked to the door, when a woman's sneer suddenly came.

"I don't know about the Si family, but the young master has his own ideas, if you imprison him like this..."