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Ye Qiongyu was full of anger, but when he saw An Yuqi's wound oozing blood again because of struggling, as if hit by a heavy rain, his anger was completely extinguished: "Does it hurt?"

An Yuqi continued to sneer and said, "I've let you down, the pain won't die!"

Ye Qiongyu made a silent fist with his long fingers, trying to suppress his anger, then got up and walked out.

Seeing him leave, An Yuqi breathed a sigh of relief, but tears fell silently.

She thought that she had no feelings for him since the incident three years ago.

Who knows, she would still be fooled by his tricks, she would still be moved by his exaggerated concern, and she would still feel heartbroken by his indifference and threats.

Bang!

Just as she was sorting out her emotions, Ye Qiongyu pushed the door open again and walked in, followed by a trembling doctor.

Half a moment later, the doctor heaved a sigh of relief after bandaging An Yuqi's wound again, as if performing an extremely dangerous operation.

"Young Master Ye, as long as you don't touch the wound, you'll be fine."

Ye Qiongyu was speechless.

Just as the doctor was about to leave the ward, Ye Qiongyu turned coldly at the doctor's back, threatening every word: "You said that, if she has any problems, I will break your leg!"

When Han Cheng came to the door of the ward, he happened to meet a doctor who was overly frightened.

Then Han Cheng shook his head. In the past three years, he has fully seen how much Ye Shao cares about the young lady. However, the young lady doesn't appreciate it, and always hates Ye Shao. Ye Shao is unhappy, and he is reluctant to get angry with the young lady. Others.

Just when Han Cheng was considering whether to go in, the door of the ward was opened.

Ye Qiongyu came out with a sullen face, and it was obvious that he was angry with the young lady again: "What's the matter?"

Sensing Young Master Ye's low pressure, Han Cheng said in a trembling voice: "According to the evidence we provided, it has been found that the man who died in the clubhouse was caused by drugs, and Mrs. Young has been cleared of suspicion, but the mastermind behind the scenes is suspected to be from the An family People, besides, Madam let you go home tomorrow."

Hearing this, Ye Qiongyu nodded, and then closed the door.

Han Cheng who was rejected: ...

She thought Ye Qiongyu would leave, but An Yuqi was very upset when she saw him come back again.

"Come back to the old house with me tomorrow."

Hearing what he said, An Yuqi frowned. If she wanted to say that the place she least wanted to go to was definitely the old house.

Thinking of the scene where she was scolded like a grandson every time she went, she felt chills down her spine.

"it is good."

Although An Yuqi was extremely resistant in her heart, she was unwilling to show anything in front of Ye Qiongyu, lest he would catch her weakness and force her to go back to that ghostly place every day to be tortured.

Hearing a satisfactory answer, Ye Qiongyu sat by the bed, picked up a knife, and peeled an apple.

Seeing this, An Yuqi frowned: "Are you still leaving?"

Ye Qiongyu's eyes sank, and he smashed the apple heavily on the table.

"I……"

An Yuqi opened her mouth to explain, Ye Qiongyu supported her shoulders with both hands, and kissed her cold and pale lips.

"Well."

She resisted subconsciously, while Ye Qiongyu controlled her two hands with one hand, and began to take off her clothes with the other, with a cold tone:
"An Yuqi, you don't remember your identity, let me help you remember!"

There was a stabbing pain under her body, and An Yuqi screamed: "Ah, Ye Qiongyu!"

Ye Qiongyu frowned, dissatisfied with her address, he clung to her ear, and the breath of his words sprayed in her ear: "Hey, call me husband."

Old man of your uncle!

An Yuqi burst into tears in pain, but she clenched her teeth and refused to say those two words.

Seeing this, Ye Qiongyu clenched her lips more forcefully, and she was instantly confused, and roared angrily: "Ye Qiongyu!"

"Call me husband, be good." Ye Qiongyu leaned over like Satan, tempting her step by step to jump off the trap he woven with love.

"husband."

Hearing An Yuqi say these two words obediently, Ye Qiongyu pecked her lips: "Good girl."

I don't know how long it lasted, until it was slightly bright, An Yuqi was sore all over, and barely opened her eyes that were about to go blind.

Afterwards, she rubbed her sore body and was about to get up, when she wrapped her waist with warm hands, and with a little force, she embraced her whole body in her arms.

"Go to sleep."

"Hey, I have to go home tomorrow and sleep well."

As soon as she finished speaking, An Yuqi felt her forehead wet, like a kiss.

It seemed that Ye Qiongyu's words were too provocative, or that she was extremely tired, An Yuqi stopped struggling, curled up in his arms, and fell asleep smelling the breath of his body that was dreaming every night.