Paranoid ex-husband regrets

"Si Hanye, do you want to know what Bai Xinci's life was like when she was pregnant, and why Zhenzhen was born with such a poor body?"

Si Hanye's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stared at him intently.

Ji Huanyu looked at him viciously, and said word by word: "I just won't tell you!"

"I will make you feel guilty about this for the rest of your life, and you will never know the truth!"

Ji Huanyu refused to tell the truth, making Si Hanye live in guilt forever in his next life is indeed the greatest revenge for him.

Si Hanye stood up abruptly, his eyes darkened, he walked crookedly, glanced at Ji Huanyu and said, "Bai Xinci is not dead, my wife is not dead, you should stop doing such boring things in the future !"

"You!" At this time, Ji Huanyu didn't understand what he was paranoid about.

Si Hanye returned to the Si's Building in a state of disarray, and the people at the gate hurried up to inquire after seeing this, but he waved him away.

In the empty CEO's office, Si Hanye was sitting on the floor of the desk.

His body hurts, and he can't tell where it is.

The pain spread from the heart to the whole body, and the pain on the waist after the operation was extremely obvious.

Bai Xinci was still waiting for him to find him, and there were two children in poor health waiting for him to take care of them.

Si Hanye didn't dare to relax at all, only in the middle of the night when there was no one around, those things that he had always ignored all came out in a rush.

Pounce on him like wanting his life.

Fistfuls of colorful pills were swallowed into the mouth.

The sharp edges scratched his throat, Si Hanye didn't care what kind of medicine those were, as long as they didn't make him hurt anymore.

He leaned on the desk, and Ji Huanyu's roar echoed in his heart, "When she was pregnant, she was always holding a paintbrush..."

In the broken thoughts, half of the logic was sorted out, Si Hanye's eyes were fixed on the drawer for a moment, and he suddenly opened to search.

The file bag that he had given up to investigate Ji Huanyu appeared in front of his eyes.

With trembling hands, the contents unfolded.

When Ji Huanyu left the city, it happened to be the time when the Design Institute took out the design draft and entrusted Si to participate in the competition.

Presumably at that time, it was the time when Bai Xinci was pregnant and almost gave up everything for Si Hanye...

"Fuyao..."

He should have thought of it a long time ago, he should have thought that the designer who has been refusing to show up is her.

A few pieces of paper were pressed onto his chest by Si Hanye, and the pain that had just been suppressed by the medicine swept over again.

His heart was throbbing like a cocoon, and the pain made his eyes blur.

His Bai Xinci... his lover... took everything on his shoulders when he didn't know it.

Si Hanye stood up shaking, opened the wine cabinet, unscrewed a bottle and poured it into his mouth.

He still remembers that night when he was drunk, he was really relaxed...

He is in too much pain, as long as he falls asleep, it will not hurt so much...

After drinking a bottle of foreign wine, Si Hanye's eyes were blurred, even though his heart was beating so violently that he was almost suffocated.

But Bai Xinci's smiling face kept turning around in front of him.

When his consciousness was blurred, Si Hanye murmured inarticulately, "Xinxin...Xinxin, walk slowly."

"Wait for me..."

During the day, Wu Di stared at Si Hanye and handled the group's affairs. At night, he slept in Zhenzhen's ward, guarding her, waiting for her to wake up.

It's obviously not his family's business, but he has already regarded the hospital as his home.

In the past few days, Zhenzhen's condition has improved a lot. Although her eyes are still the same as before, all the indicators of her body are slowly recovering.

This made Wu Di feel more relaxed.

Boss Si Hanye didn't hear from him all night, and he couldn't let it go.

He rushed to the group early in the morning, and as soon as he opened the door of the president's office, the pungent smell of alcohol rushed over.

"President Si?" Wu Di yelled as he walked, "President Si, are you there?"

There was no life in the office at all, just when he thought that Si Hanye was not there and was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly turned around and saw a person lying under the desk.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

Medicine bottles were scattered on the desk, empty wine bottles were at his feet, and only a few pieces of paper were firmly pressed against his chest.

Wu Di turned pale with fright, and as soon as he touched Si Hanye's body, he felt a coldness.

"Boss!"

"Si Hanye!"

The ambulance arrived quickly, and Si's employees were head to head, quietly watching from a distance as their group president was put on the stage by the ambulance.

It turns out that no one is wood.

Those hidden under calm and restraint, once the backlog is excessive, it will kill people if they come out.

Si Hanye felt like he had a very long dream.

He couldn't remember the content of the dream clearly, but he felt so relaxed, from soul to body, it was extremely light.

There was a humming sound.

Who is crying...

Even if he was in a coma when he brought up tears, all he could think of was Bai Xinci's sad and sad face.

"Xin, Xinxin..."

Si Hanye's chapped lips made a sound, Suru hurried forward and shouted anxiously: "Han Ye...Han Ye, wake up!"

Misty eyes opened, first to the cold and white roof, then to his mother's red-eyed face from crying.

"mom……"

Si Hanye's voice was rough and unpleasant.

Suru cried sadly: "Han Ye, you finally woke up, you said you..."

"Mom..." Si Hanye chuckled softly, "I saw Xinxin..."

Seeing her son crying like this, Suru grabbed Si Hanye's arm almost beggingly and said, "Son...son, mom knows you're uncomfortable, but you can't treat yourself like this!"

"Seeing you like this makes my mother's heart hurt to death!"

She hammered her chest hard and cried, "I'm dying of pain!"

Si Hanye didn't want to seek death, but somehow he woke up and ran to the hospital.

"Mom..." he said, "I'm sorry, it will never be like this again."

What Si Hanye was taking was medicine for post-surgery recovery, so he simply didn't have any medicines like cephalosporin, otherwise even if the king of heaven came, he wouldn't be able to get his life back.

After gastric lavage and desensitization treatment, I lay down for three days.

Now that Si Hanye was able to go to the ground, he first went to see Zhenzhen who was recovering.

Then go to the pediatric ward to see the newborn son who has never seen his mother.

How tough and great life is, a small seedling is about to wither, as long as it touches a little rain and dew, it can tenaciously restore life.

He is still in the incubator, the color of his whole body has improved a lot, and he is still thin, but he is not as dying as before.

The child was awake, but he didn't have a small fist the size of a bean bag, with five distinct fingers clinging to the top of the sparse and fluffy hair.

His fist rubbed lightly on the top of his head as if it was itching.

The black pupils have opened their eyes.