Sweet pet sweet wife: President, please sign the divorce

When Ye Feng came, Ye Guiwan was sighing at a bowl of porridge.

For a foodie like Ye Guiwan who doesn't like spicy food, the nutritious and healthy meal provided by a nutritionist is, in the final analysis, just a light soup, which is simply inhuman torture.

But as long as she protested, she would receive a slap from Su Chenzhou.

Ye Guiwan no longer doubts that he is still dreaming, Su Chenzhou is still as bad as before, okay?

After Ye Guiwan woke up, he put that dream behind him.

The one who was struggling was Su Chenzhou. He really wanted to ask, but he was afraid that what he would get was not the answer he expected.

What's more, whether the girl in the reed marsh is Ye Rouxin or Ye Guiwan, Su Chenzhou doesn't know what answer he is expecting.

The door was opened by Su Chenzhou, who called Dad.

Sitting on the bed, Ye Guiwan's eyes lit up, even though he hated Ye Feng, but his blood relatives, after a narrow escape, still hoped to be cared by his family.

Ye Guiwan muttered, "Father."

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, a complicated light flashed in his eyes, looking at Ye Guiwan whose face was still pale on the hospital bed, he couldn't bear to say what he was going to say next.

Seeing that they seemed to have something to say, Su Chenzhou shook Ye Guiwan's hand, "I'm going to deal with some things."

Su Chenzhou greeted Ye Feng again, and then left the ward.

Ye Feng sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed, looking a little cramped.

"Late night, are you feeling better?"

Ye Guiwan pursed her lips, and the dimple sank deeply, "It's much better, I feel like I'm fine."

The truth is that my stomach hurts in the middle of the night, the incision hurts, and my lungs hurt every time I breathe.

Ye Feng knew that Ye Guiwan was lying to him, so there was nothing wrong with her appearance.

But he also has his difficulties, Wan Wan, don't blame Dad.

"Wanwan, it's my father's fault that made your Aunt Song do such a thing."

Ye Guiwan's smile became stiff, and she felt that what Ye Feng said next might not be what she wanted to hear.

"I can't blame you for this matter. It's because I didn't investigate the matter clearly that I was retaliated by Song Qin."

Ye Feng's throat is very blocked, and when he gets old, he will start to recall his life. Ye Feng often wonders whether all the wrong things started from the day when he held Yu Jing'an's hand in a distracted way.

Perhaps, it was wrong from the beginning.

Therefore, God did not leave him with a good end, his wife and children were separated, and he himself died soon.

Now, his wish is to make this broken family as complete as possible, so that his only remaining daughter can have a smooth life.

"Wanwan, don't investigate any more, this is the end of Xinxin's affairs, okay?"

Ye Guiwan was full of doubts, why did his father always discourage her from investigating this matter?

"Why, I really don't understand, do you want me to bear the infamy of a murderer for the rest of my life?"

Ye Feng shook his head, let him take some things to the grave, "Anyway, you just listen to what Dad says."

A little sarcasm appeared in Ye Guiwan's eyes, "What if I don't?"

Then I will do my best to stop you, Ye Feng did not say this sentence.

Ye Feng changed the topic, which is also his other purpose today besides seeing Ye Guiwan.

"Wanwan, can you do Dad a favor?"

Ye Guiwan really didn't know what he could do to help Ye Feng, "Just tell me, I will try my best."