The world's most sassy sweet wife

She turned and walked out of the room, leaning against the wall and pursing her lips, thinking of He Xuanchen's violent eyes just now.

She leaned against the wall and took three deep breaths and walked out of the mental hospital.

Walking on foot on a dark street, the street lights are dim, there are no pedestrians and vehicles.

As she was walking, she suddenly remembered the blurred face of her mother.

She only remembered that her mother's depression was very serious, she was very gentle to her, and would play with her.

More time, the mother was alone in a daze.

His expression was unrequited, but extremely calm.

Yu Ziqing's tears rolled down instantly, until they became more and more violent.

I miss my mother so much!
She couldn't control her emotions anymore, squatted on the ground, buried her head in her knees and cried silently.

Ever since her mother passed away and Yu Zonghan brought Chu Feng and the two children back, she seldom cried out loud.

She always secretly hid in a corner of the room, weeping quietly, thinking of her mother.

This has become a habitual performance.

I don't know how long I cried before I finally raised my head to wipe away my tears, stood up, and turned back into Yu Ziqing who was wearing a strong armor.

People always have to look forward, everything in the past can no longer be changed.

Thinking of the three babies made her feel much better.

A speeding black sports car flashed past her.

Half a minute later, the sports car turned back and stopped in front of her.

Chu Xinhao smirked, "Beauty, sleepwalking at night? You won't escape from the mental hospital, right?"

When Yu Ziqing saw that he was not pumping, she wanted to punch him, "How about I show you a mental illness?"

Seeing her slowly raised fist, Chu Xinhao waved his hand awkwardly, "That's not necessary."

"But what the hell are you doing?"

Yu Ziqing was in a bad mood and ignored him, "Is there something wrong? If nothing happens, it will disappear from my eyes immediately."

Chu Xinhao shrugged, "You are too tempered."

"Where do you want to go? How about I give you a ride?"

Yu Ziqing hesitated for a moment, then smiled, "Since you are so filial, mother will accept it."

Chu Xinhao clenched his hands on the steering wheel with an unnatural expression.

He said angrily, "You only have three scenes, don't get too involved, okay?"

Just as Yu Ziqing was about to open the co-pilot's door, she was violently pulled back.

She was taken aback, and the next second she smelled that special cologne.

He Xuanchen's gnashing of teeth whispered in her ears, "You want to die? You can't wait to get into another man's car before 24 hours?"

Yu Ziqing glared at him angrily, "I think you need to be alone for a while."

"What is your identity? You still want to make decisions for me?" He Xuanchen's extremely indifferent voice came again in a low voice.

Yu Ziqing smiled, "I'm not qualified to make decisions for you, so why do you interfere with my freedom?"

Chu Xinhao saw the two of them tugging together, whispering something to each other, completely ignoring his existence, and coughed.

"Don't you need a car? Then I'll go first." Chu Xinhao waved to Yu Ziqing, kicked the accelerator and drove away.

Yu Ziqing watched Chu Xinhao's car gradually disappear, feeling a little helpless.

It seems that they will continue to stay with He Xuanchen and feel the cold air.

This summer, she actually felt like she was going to be frozen into a popsicle.

Seeing her eyes following other people's cars, He Xuanchen became more irritable, "What? Can't bear it?"

Yu Ziqing glared at him, pushed him away, and kept a distance from him.

But He Xuanchen didn't let her go, and said sarcastically, "You can chat and laugh with those unreliable men, but feel disgusted and alienated with your husband?"

Yu Ziqing looked at him in astonishment, "Husband?"

"How many times do I need to say it again? Yu Ziqing from five years ago died long ago."

"At least her heart for you is dead."

He Xuanchen's extremely cold eyes glared at her calm little face.

The firmness and determination in her eyes seemed to throw away a piece of garbage mercilessly.

He Xuanchen sneered, "The heart is dead, but the body is still there."

Yu Ziqing was furious, "Enough!"

In the next second, He Xuanchen came up with two big strides and pulled her into his arms.

He restrained her body with one hand, and pinched her chin with the other.

The rough kiss fell, instantly sweeping away all of Yu Ziqing's emotions.

Yu Ziqing's mind went blank until she felt suffocated.

"hiss--"

He Xuanchen let her go, wiped the corner of his mouth, and saw a trace of blood on his hand.

Under the dim light, his beautiful face, with the smear of blood on the corner of his lips, looked like an evil ghost king.

He didn't seem to care, and even had a hint of excitement, "Okay, go ahead."

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab her, but Yu Ziqing ran away.

Before she could run a few steps, He Xuanchen's long legs chased her up and blocked her way.

"You think you can escape?" He Xuanchen's charming smile looked even more bloodthirsty and violent under the dim light.

Yu Ziqing stared at him warily, "You're going too far!"

He Xuanchen licked his lips and sneered, "Am I going too far? Then I have to do even more things to be worthy of these two words."

Yu Ziqing: "..."

He is simply a rebellious boy with chuunibiya!
He Xuanchen approached her slowly, and sneered as he walked, "Yu Ziqing, remember, it doesn't matter if you change your name or surname, or change your face, or even change your body."

"As long as I don't let go, you will always be my woman, He Xuanchen."

Yu Ziqing was furious, "You should go back to the mental hospital immediately and ask Dr. Chen for a mental test."

He might actually be mentally ill!
The two of them stood in a stalemate for a while. In the early morning of Ji Xiaye, the evening wind was slightly chilly.

"Ah-choo—" Yu Ziqing sneezed.

He Xuanchen's expression changed slightly, the manic and violent atmosphere around him became stable, and his consciousness was instantly brought back to reality by her sneezing.

His sanity became clear and his sanity returned.

"Get back in the car!" He Xuanchen ordered coldly.

At this time, their location was about one kilometer away from the mental hospital.

Yu Ziqing felt more and more cold all over, "Ah-choo--"

She sneezed several times in succession, causing He Xuanchen, who was walking in front, to twist his eyebrows into twists.

Glancing back at the woman, she walked so slowly!

He turned around and walked back, holding her arm and trying to run wildly, but found that her skin was hot.

He bent down and picked her up horizontally, and ran towards the hospital at a striding speed!
Yu Ziqing gasped, her whole face was filled with disbelief, "What are you doing?"

He Xuanchen hugged her, walked like flying, and even started trotting, but his breath was not disturbed at all.

"Walk so slowly, want to go until dawn? I don't need to rest?"

Just as Yu Ziqing was about to refute, she started sneezing again and again, "Ah-choo--"

When he arrived at the hospital, Yu Ziqing had already fallen asleep in his arms.

He Xuanchen asked Dr. Chen to find an empty ward and put Yu Ziqing in.

Dr. Chen took her temperature with an ear thermometer, "38.2 degrees. Mr. He, I suggest to observe first, cooperate with physical cooling, and then use antipyretics when it exceeds 38.5 degrees."

That night, Yu Ziqing slept soundly, never been so comfortable.

A night without dreams.

He Xuanchen didn't sleep all night, feeling extremely depressed.

This woman sleeps too noisy and always kicks the quilt.

morning.

Yu Ziqing opened her eyes, and saw a somewhat familiar room.

Suddenly thought of something and jumped up from the bed.

Damn He Xuanchen, actually put her in a mental hospital?