Yan Shao's Fatal Affection

Qingyang frowned, "Would you like to go to rest first, Madam, I can go for you."

Qingyang also knew about his wife's relapse of eye disease.

Presumably Mr. Yan wanted to see her immediately, but he had no choice but to have someone watching over Miss Qiao, and Mr. Yan was worried if he didn't watch her personally, until today.

The people in the back seat stopped talking, so Qingyang had no choice but to drive the car over.

When they got there, Qingyang opened the car door and waited underneath, Yan Xiyu went up alone.

After getting off the elevator, she stood at the door of the room, pressed her fingerprints, opened the door, and when the darkness in the room came over her face, Yan Xiyu knew she was not there.

Wherever she is, there is definitely light at night.

The man just stood at the door for a few seconds, staring at the large empty darkness in front of him, and there seemed to be a large area of ​​aimless suffocation in his heart.

When she was pulled and fell by him, she asked her if she could get out of his house this time, but he didn't answer.

At this time, he gradually frowned.

After leaving here, she has nowhere to go, only Chi Yu's Vienna villa.

Either way, it was better than her living alone, safe and uncertain.

Going downstairs and getting into the car, Yan Xiyu's facial features were so gloomy that he didn't say a word.

Afterwards, Qing Yang heard him call Wan Qing: "Re-hire a makeup artist, and she is strictly forbidden to take a step closer to Qiao Ai! Otherwise, don't do it."

Late Qing was reluctant to part with Koko, but Yan Xiyu had no choice but to nod when she got to this point, "Okay."

Everyone thought that the makeup artist was fired because Qiao Ai was injured. Only Wan Qing understood that it happened to be another person that Yan Xiyu wanted to protect.

……

The wound on Qiao Ai's palm is a bit deep, but other places are fine, but it will take half a month to start work.

In the previous week, Yan Xiyu stayed close to her almost every day, and finally went home to sleep on Sunday night, but her phone was still on and not muted.

Obviously, anything that Joe loves, he has to react immediately.

However, this time he slept for a long time.

When he woke up again, he smelled the hospital's disinfectant on the tip of his nose. He thought that he was with Qiao Ai in a daze, and then suddenly frowned and wanted to sit up.

The result was a heavy dizziness and fell back into the pillow.

Bai Yuxing held him down, "It's better to lie down honestly, I really can't afford it if you die."

Only then did Yan Xiyu slowly shift her gaze to the hanging bottle, then glanced at the needle on the back of her hand, and touched the phone with the other hand.

The screen was black, and a hoarse voice asked, "What time is it?"

Bai Yuxing raised his eyebrows, "I don't know, your phone is automatically turned off."

He said again: "I have a fever, you didn't take medication for your hand in time, and you didn't rest and eat normally every day, the inflammation in your body is too heavy."

Yan Xiyu asked Qingyang to watch Qiao Ai's situation before she felt relieved.

He also slept for a long time, but the fever made him look very low-spirited, and Bai Yuxing didn't allow him to get out of bed all day.

But just after the lunch time, Qing Yang came over, hesitant to speak.

"What's the matter?" Bai Yuxing had a bad feeling.

Yan Xiyu just squinted after eating, but now she squinted again as if she had a premonition, trying to look over.

Qingyang walked to the bed and said: "The person from the wife's side called and said... to go to the apartment to get a certificate."

What this means is that she didn't get it herself, so she doesn't know the lock code.

Yan Xiyu frowned while supporting the drowsy sleepiness after hanging the water, his voice was still hoarse, "What are you doing with the certificate?"

Qingyang: "I only said to use it when going out."

Go out?

She was picked up by Chi Yu a few days ago, so Yan Xiyu's first reaction was that she was going back to Switzerland with Chi Yu.

I have to leave Beicheng again.

Thinking of the depression of not being able to see anyone for twelve months a year, Yan Xiyu felt his heart suddenly tighten.

He had already got up from the bed, and ordered Bai Yuxing in a cold voice, "Unplug it."

Bai Yuxing put on a serious face, "It's only been a few minutes since we lost, what are you pulling out? Just let Qingyang go if you have something to do, do you still want this body?"

Yan Xiyu didn't talk nonsense to him, she pulled out the needle with her backhand without pressing the needle hole, put on her shoes, took her coat and was about to go out.

Bai Yuxing was so angry that he simply didn't stop him, because he couldn't stop him anyway.

He only stared at Qing Yang, "Just pray for your master to live a long life."

Qingyang pursed her lips, "If my wife really doesn't see her, it's our turn to die."

The speed of the car is not slow, and the time from the hospital is not too long.

After getting out of the car, Yan Xiyu went upstairs alone without waiting for Qingyang to park the car.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, seeing the person at the door of the apartment, Yan Xiyu's originally gloomy eyes seemed to slow down, but they became more serious in an instant.

The moment Guan Qianyu saw him, she couldn't help being stunned.

She specially asked Eleven to contact Qing Yang, just to prevent him from knowing that she came to pick up the things in person, why would he still come?

Seeing the man rushing over with his coat open, his thin lips pursed into a white line, he looked even more haggard than her.

Her soft lips were soft, and she took a step back to the side, feeling very annoyed in her heart, she knew she shouldn't have come here.

But she felt that it was inappropriate for others to come, and she was afraid of leaking things.

"Why do you need a certificate?" Yan Xiyu stepped over, his eyes lowered.

With a cold face and gloomy gaze, they locked her face tightly.

Guan Qianyu looked away coldly, "I don't need to tell you to take back my personal documents."

The man snorted, "Then let's see if it's your bluntness or my patience."

There was a stalemate like this.

After all, she frowned impatiently, "I will get out of your sight as I wish, is Mr. Yan so interesting?"

"Is it interesting, I need to explain to you?" Yan Xiyu's voice was still cold, but more and more forceful, "I'll ask again, why do you need a certificate?"