The sweet pet of a wealthy family: He Shao's substitute bride

When she reached the door of the ward, Jiang Ruoyue's heart was beating like a drum. Before yesterday afternoon, she was able to enter and leave this ward lavishly, but now she can only enter carefully.

After entering, she quickly came to He Yi's side. Sure enough, his forehead was sweating hot and his lips were dry. When he approached him, he felt a wave of heat attacking him.

Jiang Ruoyue was so distressed that she hurried to the bathroom, got the water, got out with a towel, and wiped him carefully.

The bodyguard stood in the room and watched for a while, seeing that Jiang Ruoyue was not rough-handed, and was very delicate in doing things, so he went out with confidence.

After wiping He Yi, Jiang Ruoyue glanced at the door, which was closed.

She moved a stool and sat down by the bed, held He Yi's hand, guarded him quietly, and couldn't help but stroked his proud sword eyebrows.

Even though his face was bloodless, this face was still as handsome and handsome as a god's mansion. In her heart, he was always the most handsome.

Jiang Ruoyue bit her lip and said softly, "Honey, get well soon, okay?"

"They all said that you love me very much, but look at yourself, you didn't give me a grand wedding. Ms. Fu's wedding is so big. Isn't your He family the richest? You must get better. Give me a big wedding."

"As long as you get better immediately, I promise you won't lose your temper in the future. I will design a ring for you, the most beautiful ring in the world. Put it on your ring finger, and you will be mine forever."

"No matter how bad you get up, I'll cry every day. Don't you dislike me crying the most?"

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The more Jiang Ruoyue said, the more her heart seemed to be crushed by a stone.

She never thought that on the wedding night, the person who sat on the sofa and squinted at her would walk into her heart unreasonably and take root.

Suddenly there was movement at the door.

"Island owner."

Too bad, He Zhentian was about to come in, Jiang Ruoyue quickly let go of He Yi's hand, got up and pretended to tuck He Yi up.

Boom...boom...boom

The sound of He Zhentian's huanghuali wooden stick knocking on the floor made Jiang Ruoyue's heart pound. She buried her head very low, but she must not be found.

Now she also understands the true meaning of what He Zhentian said in the chess club.

He Yi is the white one, and he is the black one in He Zhentian's eyes that would hinder He Yi's light.

He Zhentian walked to the side of the bed, looked at He Yi on the bed, and asked the doctor who came in sternly: "The medicine hasn't been developed yet?"

"Island owner, the research and development started only last night, not so fast."

He Zhentian gave the doctor a cold look: "Hurry up, my grandson's life is at stake. If he doesn't recover, you will know the consequences." "Cough...cough..."

Suddenly, He Zhentian coughed twice in discomfort.

Uncle Quan hurriedly brought a chair, helped He Zhentian to sit down, and ordered Jiang Ruoyue, who had been hanging his head, to sit down.

"Nurse, don't be dazed, pour a glass of water over here."

Jiang Ruoyue suddenly felt her body tightened, she nodded bravely, and went to the water dispenser to get a glass of warm water.

How to do?

Although he covered most of his face with a mask, there was still a risk of being recognized when he stood in front of He Zhentian.

"Stop dawdling, and bring the water."

With no way out, Jiang Ruoyue walked up to He Zhentian step by step with her head bowed while holding the water.

He Zhentian sensed that something was wrong with Jiang Ruoyue, so he didn't take the water and squinted his eyes.

"You look up."