After his rebirth, Si Ye was addicted to his wife

Shen Rou woke up and opened her eyes, and saw Pei Nanzhan lying beside her bed.

It seemed that because of being too exhausted, he had already fallen asleep, and his long crow-colored eyelashes did not move.

She called softly, "Nan Zhan?"

Nan Zhan was awakened suddenly, raised his eyes, frowned, and rubbed his eyes.

"Are you awake? Why are you doing something stupid again?"

Shen Rourou supported her frail body to sit up without bones, and the wide hospital gown covered her body, making her look even thinner.

The paleness caused by excessive blood loss made her look more like a lily that was about to wither.

As if the wind blows away.

She pursed her mouth, and her charming fox eyes were full of grievances, "Nan Zhan, I really wasn't the one who designed your marriage, it was all planned by my father. You know what kind of person he is..."

Pei Nanzhan stared at her, his weakness was worrying.

He sighed, "It's all over, don't mention it."

Even though it was clear that the facts were not what she said, he still couldn't bear to blame her.

"Nan Zhan, you... When did you come to the hospital?"

"Last night, after I received a call from my aunt, I rushed over, around ten twenty."

Ten minutes past ten...

Shen Rou still remembered the time when she cut her wrist in the car last night, it was around ten o'clock.

He came here so soon and stayed here for another night, so he must not have had time to find Ye Nanqing.

There was a burst of joy in her heart, everything was within her calculations.

Pei Nanzhan got up and poured a cup of hot water. As soon as he reached out and handed it to her, Shen Rou's hand covered his, and lightly touched the back of his hand to take the cup.

At this time, Shen Rou's little assistant knocked on the door with the packed meals and put the lunch box on the bedside.

"Young Master Pei, these are Miss Shen's favorite food, you must urge her to eat well."

After speaking, the little assistant withdrew.

Pei Nanzhan untied the takeaway bag for her, took out all the food inside and arranged them, and said softly:

"Eat more, you look a lot thinner."

Shen Rou put down the half-drinked warm water, looked at him affectionately with fox eyes, and smiled charmingly, "Nan Zhan, can you feed me?"

"Uh, good."

He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, exposing his strong wrist bones, and took the soup with a spoon and passed it to her mouth little by little.

Every time he leaned toward her, the distance between them was drawn closer.

She still stared at him without blinking, eyes full of tenderness.

Pei Nanzhan started to avoid her eyes, and said something to ease the ambiguous atmosphere, "Rourou, you haven't done anything to hurt yourself for a year, the doctor said you've almost recovered, why did you relapse again?" gone?"

Shen Rou suffers from severe depression.

There were four or five cuts on her wrists, the result of previous illnesses.

Suddenly, Shen Rou gently pulled his wrist away from the rice spoon that was delivered to his mouth, then wrapped her arms around his waist, and threw herself into his arms, "Nan Zhan, my dad's overseas business expansion failed two years ago. Our family was facing bankruptcy, and I felt that life was meaningless."

Pei Nanzhan's body froze, and the expression on his face relaxed a little.

"You were the one who accompanied me during that time. You, who never involved in the field of psychological medicine, bought a lot of books related to psychology research for me, and studied it day and night..."

"Those were the most difficult two years, and you survived with me, so no matter before or in the future, I can't live without you."

"Nan Zhan, you are my salvation, and my life has been closely related to you since then..."

Her words penetrated into his heart sentence by sentence, brought back the memories of that time, and brought back the tenderness in his heart that was desperate.

His heart softened little by little, and then he surrendered.

"I'm sorry, I was impulsive, I was probably... confused."

He was sorry for Shi Nian before, but now he can't be sorry for Shen Rou.

Maybe he should stop thinking about that woman.

Shi Nian was always just an accident that intervened in him and Shen Rou, and was destined to be just a passerby.

Shen Rou's face was buried in his arms, where he couldn't see, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

She can snatch Nan Zhan away from Shi Nian in this way, but she can also make Ye Nanqing get nothing!

Pei Nanzhan stayed with her all afternoon in the ward, which made her feel as if he had returned to the time when he had the deepest affection for her.

At that time, as long as she made a phone call, he would immediately appear in front of her eyes even in the remotest corners of the world, greeting her with care and caring.

In the evening, Pei Nanzhan said to go out and buy some daily necessities for hospitalization.

Shen Rou watched Pei Nanzhan leave, and called her little assistant over with a phone call.

"How about what I asked you to do?"

She has long planned to set up her own clothing brand in Kyoto, and she has already thought of the name of the brand, which is called "e-lian".

It's just that the commercial guilds in Kyoto are complicated, and the clothing industry, as a profitable line among the 36 guilds, must be approved by the Kyoto Thirty Guilds to establish a brand.

And the president of the 36 guilds in Kyoto is the well-known third master Mo in Kyoto, Mo Rujie.

That man who is meticulous, refined and handsome in front of outsiders...

She did meet a few times when she participated in some important events.

However, as the president of the 36 guilds, she holds the business lifeline of the entire capital, which is not something she can easily get in touch with.

Although the little assistant had already made mental preparations, he still stumbled nervously when speaking:

"Sister Shen Rou, our application to establish a brand has been rejected."

"What's the reason?"

"The reason for the rejection is...is..."

"What is it? You said it!" Shen Rou was impatient.

"They say our brand design concept is a mess."

Shen Rou's eyes widened in an instant, "How is it possible? I have considered the establishment of this brand carefully. The design concept of the brand I am about to establish is definitely the most cutting-edge..."

Under Shen Rou's incomprehensible and unbelievably complicated eyes, the little assistant carefully handed over the tablet in his hand.

Shen Rou accepted it dubiously, and what caught her eyes was the official reply email from mo:

"Sorry, the brand establishment application you submitted has been rejected, the reason: the brand design concept is in a mess and cannot meet the review standards for the time being!!!"

The three big exclamation marks at the end seem to be a satire on her...

"Is this the email from Mo's official reply?"

"mo" is a professional organization established by Mr. Mo as the operator of 36 guilds.

"Miss Shen, I submitted the application through the official channel, there is no problem with that."

"..."