C5

The last time she came was when she was married to Ye Juan.

Right here, she ruthlessly slapped Ye Juan's face, then resolutely said to him: "Other than me dying, otherwise, I would never be in the same space as you."

But now, she was going to stay here for a year.

Pei Qingcheng liked the room, the decorations, the furniture, the furnishings, the layout, even the color of the bed sheets.

An overwhelming pressure attacked her.

Housekeeper Hu led her to the cloakroom and opened the door.

It was as if the door to a new world had been opened.

In a room that was dozens of square meters long, Pei Qingcheng had put the latest clothes neatly in the closet.

The shoe rack on the wall was filled with new shoes.

Also, the bags and jewelry in the glass cabinet.

Housekeeper Hu explained on the side: "These are all the latest designs that Mr. Ye had someone send over at regular intervals."

In other words, even though he knew that it was impossible for her to live here, Ye Juan still had people prepare it every now and then.

Or could it be that he was confident that Pei Qingcheng would live here one day?

Everything in the cloakroom made her breathless.

When she walked out of the cloakroom, Housekeeper Hu said: "Your pajamas, skin care products, and toiletries are all here, what else do you need? I'll go prepare them for you."

What else do I need? Ye Juan must have thought of everything for her!

She smiled. "There's no need. It's more complete than a shopping mall."

"Then, do you still like the color of the bed sheets?" Housekeeper Hu accompanied him in being careful.

"I like it."

"Do you like the hangings on the walls?"

"I like it."

Pei Qingcheng's gaze stopped at a large portrait on the wall.

The person in the painting was a girl. She wore a white dress, and when she looked back under the sunlight, her laughter made the world pale.

That person was none other than Pei Qingcheng herself.

The painter's drawing skills were outstanding, which made Pei Qingcheng immediately recognize that this was her painting from seven years ago.

At that time, it would have been very easy for her to be happy.

Seeing that Pei Qingcheng was staring fixedly at the painting, Housekeeper Hu tactfully retreated to the door, "Madam, you didn't eat much for breakfast. Can I get someone to bring some soup?"

"Thank you."

Housekeeper Hu closed the door softly. At the door, Sister Ji, Sister Hua and the other servants were gossiping about him.

"Did Madame say she was going to stay?"

"Yes, Madame will stay in Mister's room from now on. She will share a room with Mister!"

Everyone was so excited that they almost cheered.

"Sister Hua, prepare some soup for Madam and bring it up."

"Alright, alright!"

Everyone went downstairs, unable to contain their joy.

My wife is actually quite easy to get along with. She is beautiful and gentle.

If only he could live a good life with him.

Zhuang Sheng's Dream was a legend of the Mo City.

It was also the place that Pei Qingcheng would never want to enter.

But today, she was in the enormous garden of Zhuang Sheng's Dream.

The place was unearthly in beauty. As Pei Qingcheng smelled the refreshing fragrance of the flowers, she unexpectedly forgot about the worries that had been plaguing her for the time being.

She opened her arms and closed her eyes and stood in the middle of the garden, letting the sunlight fall on her face as if her father's hand were gently stroking her cheek.

The girl was captivated by the intoxicating sight of the Zhuang Sheng's Dream.

However, no matter how beautiful or beautiful it was, it couldn't compare to the girls in the garden.

Ye Juan sat in front of his company's office computer and looked at Pei Qingcheng on the screen.

Her eyes were closed as she spun, and a few butterflies settled on the hem of her skirt.

The one and only beautiful scene in the world was only mediocre.

Ding Hann stood at the door. His master had been staring at the computer like that for more than ten minutes. It was time for him to take credit.

He slowly walked over and spoke softly so as not to disturb the master who was looking at his wife with rapt attention.

"Master, you should be clear about the quality of this painting, right? I can clearly take pictures of the equipment I got people to get from Germany."

Ye Juan's eyes were still fixed on the computer as he lightly replied: "In other words, you've filled every corner of Zhuang Sheng's Dream with cameras?"

"Ugh." It was hard to tell if I was happy or not.

Ding Hann had always been good at reading Ye Juan's thoughts. He knew his wife's position in his heart, so he put in a lot of effort to solve these problems.

Could it be that the horse's fart had landed on the horse's leg?

"Tonight, in the dead of night, let's withdraw these things." Ye Juan leaned back in his chair, his eyes still on the computer screen.

Withdraw?

This was something that Ding Hann had all the workers in Zhuang Sheng's Dream spend the whole morning to install, and they're leaving just like that?

However, judging from the face of the mistress, she seemed to like seeing her wife all the time!

Ding Hann looked carefully at his master. Ye Juan finally retracted his gaze from the computer and glanced at him. "If it's you, living under the surveillance of others all day, would you be willing to?"

Ding Hann was enlightened.

I'm afraid that if my wife finds out, she'll feel that she has no privacy.

Love, this is great love.

During the day, Ye Juan did not come back.

Pei Qingcheng could still heave a sigh of relief.

In the afternoon, he went to see his mother at the hospital. She was transferred back to the VIP ward. Her intensive care unit had also become six.

There were also several attending doctors, who took turns.

The doctor gave Pei Qingcheng a detailed account of her mother's condition.

"With Madam Pei's current condition, there is still hope for her to recover. Mr. Ding has arranged for the top brain surgeon in the United States to consult with Mrs. Pei next week. "

Lady Pei lay quietly in her hospital bed, her body filled with tubes.

Pei Qingcheng stared at her mother's sleeping face. If one day she could wake up and wake up and call out Pei Qingcheng's name, then whatever she did would be worth it.

After the doctor's introduction, Pei Qingcheng accompanied her mother and prepared to leave.

The doctor accompanied Pei Qingcheng to the elevator and hesitated.

"Say what you want to say!" Pei Qingcheng said.

"That Mr. Ding, is he Mr. Ding Hann, who is standing beside Chairman Ye?"

So, the doctor wanted to know about this.

He wanted to know if he was related to Ye Juan.

That's right, who didn't want to get involved with Ye Juan?

Pei Qingcheng walked into the elevator and pressed the button for the first floor. The moment the elevator door slowly closed in front of the doctor, she smiled. "Yes."

She didn't want to admit it, but she couldn't hide it either.

Sooner or later, the world would find out about her relationship with Ye Juan.

Although this was the last thing she wanted others to know.

Until now, only a few people knew of her relationship with Ye Juan.

Ye Juan kept his word. She said that she didn't want others to know about their relationship, so he made everyone keep their mouths shut.

Ye Juan didn't come back for dinner that night.

The dinner was sumptuous, so it was easy to eat alone.

It was rare for her to be so full.

Housekeeper Hu was laughing so hard that his teeth couldn't even be seen. He called Ding Hann and reported, "My wife's appetite is not bad. She ate half a bowl of rice, had some of each dish, and even drank a bowl of black fish egg soup."

"Is it still the black fish egg soup that was made last night?"

"How could that be?" Housekeeper Hu hurriedly said, "It's just been prepared this afternoon. We ate yesterday's dishes at noon. It's still fresh!"

"Got it." Ding Hann hung up.

He turned the phone on for free just now, so Ye Juan, who was on the side, definitely heard it.

Ye Zichen peeked at the master's expression. This was because master was still unhappy about the dinner meeting that was going to take place tonight.

I don't think you can have dinner with your wife at night.

However, he spent so much money in just a few seconds this morning. If he didn't work hard to earn money now, how could he raise a wife?

Ding Hann accompanied her and said carefully, "Master, Madam has eaten well and even went to visit Madam Pei in the afternoon."

Suddenly, a sharp gaze shot at him.

Ye Juan's face was dark behind the rising smoke of the cigar in his hand.

"You sent someone to follow her?"

"No, no." Ding Hann raised his hands up in the air to express his innocence: "How would I dare? The driver said it to send his wife to the hospital."

"My favorite thing is freedom." Ye Juan's voice lingered in the air along with the green smoke. "Don't let her feel a little constrained."

"Yes, yes, yes." Ding Hann nodded as if he was pounding garlic.

Even if you gave him some guts, he wouldn't dare do it.

Isn't this, he was afraid his wife would run away? It took so much effort for him to return to the Zhuang Sheng's Dream, don't suddenly go back on your words.

"Ding Hann." Ye Juan put on his coat. "Xiao Budian of Longlong International can't always advance dinner time."

"Yes."

Even if he couldn't, he still had to. He was crying to Director Xiao to do it well in advance. Today was his master's and wife's wedding night.

After Pei Qingcheng finished her dinner, Sister Hua had already put in the bath water. Her silk robe was also neatly folded and placed on the footstool beside the bathtub.

"Madam, do you want me to ask Xiao Xiang to wipe your back? I'm careless, that kid has light hands."

"No need." Pei Qingcheng looked at Sister Hua. "I'm not used to having someone else around when I take a bath."

"Yes, just call me if you need anything. There's also an internal phone number in the bathroom. You can just dial 1." Sister Hua left as she spoke.

Zhuang Sheng's Dream was a concentrated kingdom that had everything.

Here, there was no need to worry about the scarcity of matter.

This was a castle, a palace, and also a prison that would imprison Pei Qingcheng for a whole year.

She bathed for a while, wiped herself, and came out of the bathroom in her dressing gown.

When she reached the outer hall, she jumped.

Unknowingly, Ye Juan had come back and was sitting on the light colored sofa waiting for her.

He was also wearing light-colored clothes today, almost blending in with the color of the sofa.

It was her first time wearing something like this in front of Ye Juan. Pei Qingcheng felt a little embarrassed, so she took a step back while holding her collar.

Cold sweat covered her palms.

She understood that she was Ye Juan's wife.

And today, Ye Juan spent another astronomical figure in exchange for her for a year.

Thus, she should know what she had to do.

She had always been a thorough person, so she didn't need anyone to remind her of this.

At this moment, a wife should say something to her husband, who had only come home after a busy day, and do something to him?

She habitually bit her lips, walked towards Ye Juan, and said in a tone that she had never used with Ye Juan before: "You're back? I'll help you change your pajamas. "

Ye Juan's pajamas were prepared by Housekeeper Hu himself. Housekeeper Hu was personally responsible for Ye Juan's daily life. Because Ye Juan grew up beside Housekeeper Hu, he didn't like changing his pajamas when he was used to it.

Pei Qingcheng picked up Ye Juan's clothes on the royal bed. The moment she walked in front of Ye Juan and touched the corner of his clothes with her fingers, he suddenly grabbed her wrist: "Your hair is still wet, don't catch the cold."

Ye Juan gently pressed Pei Qingcheng in front of the dressing table. He stood behind Pei Qingcheng and gently blew her hair with the bellows.

Ye Juan was too tall. When he was standing, the mirror on the dressing table could not reflect his shoulder and head, only his body.

However, this was good as well. If she didn't look at his face, Pei Qingcheng wouldn't be so flustered.

She saw in the mirror that Ye Juan had wrapped a thick bandage around the hand that was blowing on her hair. Blood was already seeping out of the gauze. It seemed like the wound was quite deep.

Such awkwardness, it would be better to say something!

Pei Qingcheng pointed at his hand. "Do you want to rebandage it?"

"Are you afraid of blood?"

"No." Pei Qingcheng shook her head. "No."

There was nothing to be afraid of in the blood. When she saw Yin Hann lying on his back three years ago with a steady stream of blood flowing out from under his body, she knew that there was nothing to be afraid of in the future. Because, the person she loved the most had already disappeared from this world.