I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

"Master He!" Xiaoyue followed and said worriedly, "What's wrong with my young lady? Why can't she eat every day? She is losing weight day by day. My young lady is like this, she must be suffering from some disease!"

"Xiaoyue!" He Shengnian said, "There is nothing wrong with your young mistress's health. Just take good care of her and she will get better."

As he said that, He Shengnian turned to me and said earnestly, "Miss Shen, your illness is in your heart. You still have to rely on yourself to deal with your heart illness. No matter how good my medical skills are, I can't cure it, so you have to live for yourself and for that ruthless person." Guy, not worth it.

I looked at He Shengnian and said nothing.

Bei Mingyu's indifference and cold words really hit me hard, but it's really hard not to eat or drink because of him.

I do have thoughts of death, but before I die, I also want to see Xiaoyan and my father.

I had explained to He Shengnian for many days that it was not my intention to be unable to eat, but he didn't believe me.

"Ah~"

He Shengnian sighed, then asked Xiaoyue to take good care of me, and left.

—

He Shengnian went downstairs and went straight to the south tower.

However, before he had gone far, he was stopped by Uncle Zhong.

"Master He, where are you going?"

"Uncle Zhong, aren't you asking questions knowingly?"

"Don't go!" Uncle Zhong sighed, "He won't open the door for you, and he won't even let me bring you food."

"If he doesn't eat, he won't die, but not everyone is like him!" He Shengnian was a little angry.

"Master He, if the young lady vomits like this every day, could it be..." Uncle Zhong's face suddenly became mysterious.

"What is it?"

"Could it be that I'm happy?" Uncle Zhong said simply.

"Are you happy?" He Shengnian laughed.

Seeing He Shengnian smiling like this, Uncle Zhong thought he had guessed it right. A smile appeared on his originally heavy face, "Master He, could this be..."

"A virgin is pregnant!" The smile on He Shengnian's face was even more exaggerated, "Uncle Zhong, I didn't expect you to be so good at telling jokes at such an old age!"

"Virgin!" Uncle Zhong was petrified.

At the same time, I also have a huge sense of loss in my heart, and some are even more incredible.

The young master and the young mistress have been sleeping in the same bed for so long, but they still don't have that.

Doesn’t this young master love the young mistress?

Could it be that his old eyesight is dim?

"Uncle Zhong!" He Shengnian suddenly approached Uncle Zhong, "As for men, they are a little nicer, but do you know that the more precious and cherished a woman is, the more she will take care of her carefully? I won’t touch it until it’s the best moment.”

"Master He, if you don't want to touch her, you love her more!" Uncle Zhong has served the Beiming family all his life and has never had a woman. He doesn't quite understand what He Shengnian said.

Moreover, at first glance, He Shengnian's statement is not very credible.

Because you love it too much and can’t touch it?

This was the first time he had heard of it.

"If a man doesn't touch a woman, he either has no feelings for her at all, or he cares too much, you name it!" He Shengnian smiled, "What kind of big ice cube is that in your house?"

"The latter one!" Uncle Zhong said directly without even thinking about it.

If it was the former kind, how could Young Mistress Ran spend the night in the south building every day before, and how could she go out to work, while the young master followed her, and finally accompanied her to Xuexiang.

It’s just that I don’t want to take this trip to the snowy countryside.

"See, you know him better than I do." He Shengnian shrugged.

"Then what's going on with the young mistress now? It's not that she's pregnant, why can't she eat anything!" Uncle Zhong said, his face startled, "Is she sick?"

"She is sick but not sick. She simply has no desire to live now."

"No desire to save life?"

"In other words, I don't want to live anymore!"

"I don't want to live anymore." Uncle Zhong was startled!

"You can say that!" He Shengnian nodded, "So Uncle Zhong, don't stop me, let me..."

"Master, you're back!" Before He Shengnian finished speaking, Uncle Zhong looked behind He Shengnian and said anxiously.

Uncle Zhong was a little surprised. He thought Bei Mingyu was in the south building. No wonder Bei Mingyu didn't answer no matter how he called the door. It turned out that he was not at home at all.

Although there was some distance between him and Bei Mingyu, Uncle Zhong still saw that Bei Mingyu's eyes were obviously sunken than before.

He has lost weight!

Hearing that Beimingyu was coming, He Shengnian immediately turned around and walked towards Beimingyu, "Ayu, you are finally here. Let me tell you, your wife..."

Bei Mingyu didn't seem to hear He Shengnian's words. He passed He Shengnian directly and walked to the south tower.

Seeing Bei Mingyu passing him like this, He Shengnian immediately followed him and said, "I said Ayu, I'm talking to you! Do you hear me?"

Bei Mingyu continued to ignore He Shengnian and continued walking to the south tower.

At this moment, He Shengnian didn't follow him anymore, he just stood there and said loudly, "I said your wife is going to die! Because subconsciously, she has no desire to survive, so even though she ate a lot, , but her body doesn’t accept it, and if this continues, she will die sooner or later.”

After He Shengnian finished speaking, Beimingyu walked even faster towards the south tower.

Bei Mingyu's steps were quick, but there was a smile on He Shengnian's face.

He Shengnian turned to Uncle Zhong and said, "Come on, Uncle Zhong, let's go upstairs."

After He Shengnian finished speaking, he turned around and walked back to the north tower.

Uncle Zhong followed He Shengnian, somewhat confused. Shouldn't He Shengnian be chasing Bei Mingyu up to the south tower? Why was he in a hurry to go up to the north tower?

"Get out?" Uncle Zhong followed He Shengnian to the north building and heard a cold male voice coming from a certain room.

Uncle Zhong recognized this cold voice, it was Bei Mingyu's voice.

As soon as Bei Mingyu's voice fell, Xiaoyue came out of the room.

"Xiaoyue, what's going on? The young master is inside?" Uncle Zhong hurriedly pulled Xiaoyue in front of him and asked.

"It's the young master!" Xiaoyue nodded.

"Okay!" Uncle Zhong also nodded, "The young master and the young mistress should have a serious talk."

Hearing what Uncle Zhong said, He Shengnian stood beside him and said with a smile, "Have a good talk? That big ice cube of Bei Mingyu will have a good talk, so he won't be called Bei Mingyu."

The scene inside was the same as what He Shengnian said.

—

Bei Mingyu came out of the room fiercely, then drove Xiaoyue out of the room fiercely, and then came directly to the bed and stood in front of me.

As Bei Mingyu approached, I subconsciously stepped back.

My avoidance made Bei Mingyu's expression darken again.

"Don't have the desire to live?" Bei Mingyu's voice was light, and no emotion could be heard.

I leaned on the bed and didn't speak. I just grabbed the quilt tightly with my hands.