C4 The Other Woman Who Wouldn't Let Him Get Sick

When Sid woke up, he was wearing an oxygen inhaler. He was lying in a room that looked like a ward, not a ward.

"You're awake. Are you feeling well?" Beside him was a woman with delicate makeup. However, it wasn't Qiao Yifeng, but the Bi La who had accompanied him to watch the show before he fainted.

He frowned. That woman, Qiao Yifeng, was really getting more and more lawless. He had married her to ensure his safety, but she had wholeheartedly abandoned him to let him have his attack!

"Where is this?"

"This is my private mental clinic. Don't worry, this is the world's most advanced medical equipment, and the medical personnel here are of world-class standard. I dare not say they are the best in the world, but they are definitely the city's most advanced private hospital." "I'm sorry, Mr. Xi, but considering that you are a public figure, and in order to minimize our losses, I have decided to send you to my office. I can guarantee you the privacy of this place, and I'm sure you don't want too many people to know that you fainted outside, right?"

Sid looked at her suspiciously for a moment. Psychiatric hospital?

The Bi siblings were low-key in their conduct. Even if he had used some methods and channels, he only managed to obtain a few personal information about Bi Qin. As for his elder sister …

Bi La's thin lips pursed into a beautiful smile. "Mister Xi, you might be able to try trusting me."

Her words were slurred, but Sid could hear the implied meaning behind them.

She did not mention his illness because it was taboo, but at the same time, she had also mentioned it. She wanted to let him know that she knew about his illness, and also let him believe in her.

She was a clever woman, and she knew how to measure things. He had seen too many of them in Hilde's world from a young age.

Sid took off the oxygen absorber and sat up on the bed, his eyes as cold as beads of jade reflecting cold light. "What about that lady who came to see Zhan with me? I've fainted. Has Miss Bi sent anyone to notify her? "

"I was in a hurry to see Mr. Xi off," she said. "I didn't have time to inform Miss Qiao, and then when I thought of my brother, I told him to look for Miss Qiao. But when he found the hall, Miss Qiao was no longer there."

Sid frowned. Dead woman, running around. Did she know she was close to becoming a widow?

At this time, someone pushed open the door and entered. A woman in a black and white formal attire came in with a four-sided object in her hand. Because it was covered by a thick cloth, she did not know what it was.

"Didn't I tell you not to come in until you have something important to do?" Mr. Xi needs to rest. "

The person who looked like an assistant apologized to Sid and Bi La. He then said to Bi La in a low voice, "I've seen your work over there. I hope to discuss the matter of cooperation with you. My attitude is very unyielding …"

As the assistant said this, he took off the cloth covering the painting, revealing a fine painting.

Sid, who was facing the assistant, was looking at them. He could not avoid it in time, and when he saw the painting, he jerked his head away from it, his chest heaving with fear.

However, the illness did not continue and his body did not feel uncomfortable.

Moreover, the moment his line of sight stopped, that painting gave him a strange feeling.

It's kind of like... Joe gave him the feeling of poetry.

He clenched his fists and ruthlessly grabbed a handful of the light blue sheets. He wanted to gamble for his illness.

He turned his head and stared at the painting. His muscles were taut with tension, and as time passed, they relaxed.

He was actually fine.

As the assistant left, Sid raised his eyebrows slowly, his deep eyes unfathomable. "That painting just now, was it you who painted it?"

"..."

Qiao Yifeng searched the whole hall but didn't see Sid. His phone was turned off. He grabbed the staff and asked them. The lecturer faltered and said that Sid and Sid were together.

Of course, they would not mention the fact that Sid had fainted.

Because the Bi siblings had asked them to block Mr. Xi's collapse, they absolutely could not reveal any information. Their professional skills were still very high.

Since he already left her to date a beauty, why would she foolishly look for him?

After ruining his good fortune, it would be unromantic.

Joe took a taxi back to the apartment and opened the door. Except for the induction light, the empty space was empty and quiet, not like a human being.

What are you waiting for? How could he bear to go home so early when he had a beautiful woman with him? she thought to herself.

Joe showered with poetry and pulled out the half-finished draft of his costume.

Sid's birthday was coming up, and she wanted to design a dress for him as a birthday present.

Initially, she had planned to finish the painting in a few days and send it to the customization department. However, her mind was in a mess and she did not have any inspiration or clue.

At some point, he had fallen asleep. When he woke up, it was already early morning.

She glanced at the hall. Sid had not changed his shoes.

Sid often came home late on business or at work, but no matter how late he was, he would not stay all night.

Qiao Yifeng was a little angry. He took out his phone, called up the message box with Sid, and fiercely typed a few words: You actually didn't return home at night! Don't you know you're a married man!

After a while, the line was cleared and she reentered: Where have you been?

She deleted the words again, hesitated, then closed the dialog.

Her father's business had failed, her family had hidden their debts, and on her way out she had heard that she had been admitted to the most prestigious St. Martin's Institute of Design and Art. She had given up the opportunity and thought that her life would no longer be one of glory.

It was her father who found her, offered her seductive rewards, paid her father not only for his debts and settled her parents, but also gave her more opportunity to meet famous people in the arts.

The condition was to marry his son and cure his son's illness.

She had married Hilde for her own good, and Hilde did not want to marry her. What right did she have to ask him to be faithful to her marriage?

Her cell phone suddenly vibrated as she excitedly opened the message.

That bastard, Sid, was finally willing to send her a message. Even if he apologized to her, she wouldn't forgive him.

Opening the screen, he saw the comments and the light in Qiao Yifeng's eyes dimmed.

Beeson had texted her: Would you like a cup of coffee?

They exchanged contact at the exhibition.

Unbeknownst to anyone, Joe replied with a poem: Ok.

Inside the coffee shop, Joe looked out of the window at the pedestrians in a daze.

Bi Chen didn't mind her absent-mindedness. He continued to scrutinize her with a faint smile on his face.

The coffee shop was in the shopping mall, and Qiao Yifeng was sitting next to a window. There was a courtyard across from the jewelry store.

A familiar figure appeared in her line of sight.

Sid and Billah were choosing jewels, and they chose a necklace, which Billah gracefully gathered up, and Sid the gentleman put on Billah's necklace.

Joe had never bought her any jewelry in his one year of marriage, not to mention choosing and putting it on himself.

Joe stared at the other side as if he had lost his soul.

Seemingly due to some telepathic connection, Sid immediately raised his head and met Qiao Yifeng's gaze.

When he saw Beeson sitting opposite Joe's poem, his dark, indifferent eyes immediately became cold and gloomy.

Bi La noticed his abnormality and followed his gaze in the direction of the coffee shop.

Then, she smiled at Hilde. "Miss Qiao seems to be having a very pleasant time with my younger brother."