The cold and charming wife of the ruthless president

At 25:[-], a black Mercedes-Benz parked in front of the People's Hospital.

Shen Wanqing lowered her head, her black hair covered her red and swollen face like a pig's head, she passively followed Ye Zhen into the intensive care ward of the hospital.

With a "creak", the door of the ward opened.

"Azhen, is that you?"

Standing behind Ye Zhen, Shen Wanqing tightened her palms bit by bit as she heard the girl's soft and soft inquiries from inside the door.

With a soft-spoken appearance, she is really a harmless little white flower!
"Qiao Qiao, it's me." Ye Zhen's sharp eyebrows and eyes stretched like scabbards, and his deep voice was as gentle as the wind, and he walked quickly towards the weak woman on the hospital bed.

Shen Wanqing just stood stiffly by the door, looking at the tender men and women in the room, her eyes were filled scarlet with jealousy, and her blood-scarred lips pulled out a sad self-mockery.

"Sister is here too?" Shen Qiao looked at Ye Zhen happily, and when her timid gaze passed over Shen Wanqing who was behind Ye Zhen, her whole body trembled, and the hand that was stretched out towards Ye Zhen also retracted in fear.

The demeanor of being as delicate as a dodder made Shen Wanqing's heart swell, she was terribly disgusting, it was clearly her own design, but she still had to pretend to be like this!
"It's no wonder you won the Best Actress award as soon as you entered the industry, your acting skills are really amazing!" Shen Wanqing sarcastically said.

Ye Zhen's face turned so dark that water could be wrung out in an instant. He rubbed Shen Qiao's head comfortingly with his generous palm, and pierced Shen Wanqing with dark eyes, "Don't forget what you are here for!"

Shen Wanqing took a deep breath, raised her head, exposed her red and swollen cheeks, and stared straight at Shen Qiao.

Seeing the shocking scars, Shen Qiao frowned lightly, and a faint smile flashed across her eyes. She looked at Shen Wanqing innocently, and exclaimed, "Ah, why is my sister's face so swollen and ugly? It's as ugly as a ghost!"

Shen Wanqing's face turned blue due to sharp language and ignorant eyes.

"You don't pretend to be innocent. Everything I suffered was thanks to you. You know exactly how you were poisoned. Ye Zhen threatened me with his father to apologize to you. I admit it! Who told me to lose to you?" You, but as long as I'm here, you won't be able to climb on top of me and be Mrs. Ye!"

Shen Wanqing's eyes were ferocious, and her face became distorted. She stared at the bloodshot eyeballs, looked at Shen Qiao who was hugged in Ye Zhen's arms on the hospital bed, and wanted to rush up and tear the two of them apart.

And she did do so, but before she rushed to Shen Qiao, Ye Zhen lifted her foot and kicked her on the ground viciously, her eyes were full of disgust, "Shen Wanqing, you bitch!"

"Pfft!" There was a dull pain in his chest, Shen Wanqing was kicked heavily and fell to the ground, his throat was sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Shen Wanqing's red eyes seemed to be in a bewilderment, and she gritted her teeth and stared at the huddled man and woman beside the hospital bed, "Ye Zhen! One day, sooner or later, you will regret treating me like this!"

"Ah Zhen, I'm so scared..." Shen Qiao grabbed Ye Zhen's arm with restless hands, looking at Shen Wanqing's ferocious face, she flinched.

One is a vicious woman with a vicious heart and a distorted face, and the other is a pure and kind little white flower. Comparing the two, Shen Wanqing is even more terrifying.

Hearing the timid voice in his arms, Ye Zhen's desire to protect was even more aroused, and the strange pity he had felt was suppressed again. He frowned tightly, and his generous palms followed Shen Qiao's thin and thin body over and over again. back, and sneered at what Shen Wanqing said.

The thing he regretted most in his life was marrying such a vicious woman.

"Don't forget what you are here for!"