Spoiled Wife: Are You Good or Bad, Young Master Ji?

Shen Rongche hooked his lips coldly, "Are you awake?"

Ji Ziyan didn't realize it for a while, did Shen Rongche regard her as Hu Xin?

Ji Ziyan's reaction did not make Shen Rongche suspicious, but sat directly in front of Ji Ziyan's hospital bed without saying a word, just looking at Ji Ziyan like this.

Being stared at by Shen Rongche a little hairy, Ji Ziyan swallowed nervously.

"Where's my senior?"

Ji Ziyan's mind became clearer, and she suddenly remembered what happened before.

She wanted to confirm whether Zhang Mo'er was dead or not, and she had better die thoroughly, so that no one would doubt her identity.

Shen Rongche took a deep look at Ji Ziyan, and said, "She is still being rescued."

When Ji Ziyan heard this, she was surprised at first, why Zhang Mo'er is not dead yet?
But afraid that Shen Rongche would find out, she immediately changed into a guilty look.

"It's all because of me. If it wasn't for picking me up, senior sister wouldn't have been in a car accident. It's all my fault!"

Shen Rongche didn't speak, just looked at Ji Ziyan quietly.

Ji Ziyan's heart was pounding, she wasn't sure if Shen Rongche had started to suspect her.

Afterwards, Shen Rongche asked: "At that time, there was another person at the scene, do you know that person?"

Ji Ziyan was taken aback for a moment, and then realized, "There was a strange woman wearing a mask who said something to my senior, I couldn't hear clearly at that time."

After that, there was another silence. Under Shen Rongche's strong aura, Ji Ziyan didn't dare to speak at all.

After a few minutes, Shen Rongche left.

Looking at the back of Shen Rongche leaving, Ji Ziyan took a deep breath, staying with Shen Rongche really needs a strong heart, otherwise this man will see through if he is careless.

Shen Rongche returned to Zhang Moer's ward, looking at Zhang Moer's pale face, Shen Rongche frowned tightly.

Kevin walked in hastily.

"President, another person at the scene is dead."

"Have you found out who it is?"

Kevin shook his head, "We can't find it yet. We have already negotiated with the police. As long as there is a result, they will notify us immediately."

Shen Rongche nodded and continued to look at Zhang Mo'er.

Kevin stood aside, waiting for Shen Rongche to speak.

At this moment, Yan Yuchu broke in.

Seeing Zhang Mo'er lying on the bed injured, her eyes darkened.

"You're nothing more than that. You can't even protect your own woman. If you can't protect her, let her out."

Yan Yuchu said to Shen Rongche unceremoniously.

Shen Rongche glanced at Yan Yuchu fiercely: "You don't seem to have any position to talk to yourself here, I will give you a chance to disappear in front of me immediately."

Yan Yuchu continued without slapping her, "I regard Mo'er as a good friend. This is my position, but if you withdraw, I will take a more stance."

I thought that such arrogant remarks would irritate Shen Rongche, but I didn't expect Shen Rongche to be very calm and smiled lightly.

"I don't care what your purpose is when you come back this time, but Zhang Mo'er is mine. Don't even think about her."

Yan Yuchu smiled calmly, "Oh? Really? Then let us wait and see."

Then, Yan Yuchu glanced at Zhang Mo'er who was still lying on the hospital bed, then turned and left.

Kevin said indignantly: "President, this Yan Yuchu is too arrogant, should we take action..."

"Don't worry, let's see what Yan Yuchu will do this time."

Zhang Mo'er has been in a coma for three days. During these three days, Zhang Mo'er seemed to have had a very long dream. In the dream, she had stayed abroad for two years, but the person who was with her was not Shen Rongche, but another man, and they There is also a son.

In the dream, Zhang Mo'er had complicated feelings for Shen Rongche, a feeling that even Zhang Mo'er couldn't see clearly.

Like a ray of soul, Zhang Mo'er silently watched her life with another man, seeming very happy, but every night, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

This dream was too long, Zhang Mo'er thought that she was not in a dream, but living in real life.

She tried to walk in to see the son of her dream, but she couldn't see the boy's face clearly.

Zhang Mo'er was puzzled, when did she give birth to a son, why did she have no memory at all?

It's just that the crying of the baby boy was so real that Zhang Mo'er couldn't help but stepped forward to hug the baby boy, and then the baby boy stopped crying obediently.

Zhang Mo'er smiled subconsciously. Although she knew it was just a dream, she still liked this baby boy very much, as if she had a natural attraction. The more Zhang Mo'er looked at this baby boy, the more she liked it, even though she couldn't see the boy's face clearly, She couldn't put it down, as if this baby boy was her own son.

While Zhang Mo'er was immersed in a dream, Shen Rongche and a group of doctors stood around Zhang Mo'er's hospital bed.

Shen Rongche's face was dark, and the faces of the doctors couldn't be better either.

Only Zhang Mo'er kept calling: "Son."

The doctor explained that it was a dream, but Zhang Mo'er had been in this state for three days, and she didn't wake up no matter how much she cried.

All the doctors present were sweating coldly. It was clear that there was nothing wrong with their bodies and their brains were not seriously injured. Why did they keep dreaming and couldn't wake up?

At this time, the scene in Zhang Mo'er's dream had left the baby boy's room, and was talking face to face with a man.

Zhang Mo'er stood aside silently, watching herself talking to this strange man, they seemed to be very familiar, but Zhang Mo'er had no impression of this man at all.

I only heard Zhang Mo'er in the dream say to the man: "Sorry, I have to go back."

The man's face was not pretty either, obviously he didn't agree with Zhang Mo'er's proposal.

"You really let go?"

Zhang Mo'er in the dream said with a wry smile: "It's not so easy to let go. If it wasn't for having a son, I wouldn't be able to live on."

"Do you have to go back?"

the man asked again.

Zhang Mo'er nodded resolutely, "I have to go back, only Shen Rongche can save my son."

"Do you know what this means? If you choose your son, Shen Rongche may be close to death. Do you have the heart?"

Zhang Mo'er was shocked when she heard the man's words. Will Shen Rongche die?What the hell is going on?
I saw that the other Zhang Mo'er had already shed tears, "I know, that's why I want to ask you to help me, I know you have the medicine to delete the memory, as long as you take the medicine, the memory between me and him will be deleted, I wouldn't have so many scruples."

The man laughed, "Where is such a magical medicine, it's just to hypnotize you."

"Then please hypnotize me. I must go back to Shen Rongche and get his bone marrow. My son will be saved."