C4 It Was a Good Result

Le's Hospital.

In the top VIP ward, Si Yan could clearly feel the superior pressure from the man beside her. Her eyelashes trembled slightly and she slowly opened her eyes.

In the quiet ward, Si Yan faced Le Shaochuan's eyes that seemed to be able to see through all of her thoughts and awkwardly pulled the corner of her mouth.

Le Shaochuan stared at the red mark on Si Yan's wrist that was tied up by a rope and his eyes slightly darkened, "What's going on?"

Si Yan quickly avoided Le Shaochuan's gaze with a guilty conscience. He got up and sat on the bed, rolled up his sleeves, and took out a tissue from his pocket to wipe his arm.

She nagged as she wiped, "Luckily I have a lipstick in my pocket. The effect of this is pretty good, right? I didn't waste my time preparing it."

Pretending it again?

Under Le Shaochuan's stunned eyes, the shocking wound on Si Yan's arm faded by more than half.

In a short two minutes, Si Yan's arm returned to its original white and tender appearance. She rubbed the faint red mark left on the rope on her wrist and put down her sleeve.

After calming down, Si Yan's clear eyes darkened a little. She turned her head and looked at Le Shaochuan seriously.

Le Shaochuan was younger than what she remembered. His face did not have the tiredness and gloominess from her memory. His pair of dark eyes were as deep as always, carrying an innate noble and aloof air, as if he was a natural king.

Everyone said that Le Shaochuan was cold and heartless, but Si Yan knew that once he gave his heart to the person he loved, he would do anything for the person he loved. It was a pity that in her previous life, Le Shaochuan's heart had been crushed by her on the ground.

Thinking of Le Shaochuan's miserable ending in her previous life, Si Yan's eyes suddenly turned red, and the sadness in her eyes could not help but spill out.

Le Shaochuan noticed the change in Si Yan's mood, and his sharp eyes swept over the red mark on Si Yan's wrist. For that man, you would rather hurt yourself?

They had paid such a huge price, but they had even given up the opportunity to run away. This time, they conspired to get something from him.

"If you don't want to say it, then forget it." Le Shaochuan said coldly.

The man's low voice instantly pulled Si Yan back from her sadness. What happened to her? She almost cried in front of Le Shaochuan. She was too useless.

Si Yan lowered her eyes and turned her head to the side unnaturally.

A moment later, when she looked up again, her clear eyes were bright, as if everything that happened before was just an illusion.

Si Yan lightly laughed, her intelligent eyes turned and a trace of slyness flashed across her eyes, "Isn't it just a few bodyguards? I am the dignified young miss of Si family, I can take care of them obediently with just a finger."

" Oh? " The corner of Le Shaochuan's mouth curled up slightly, and he very cooperatively gestured for her to continue.

Si Yan stuck out her flat chest and used her fingers to make a gesture of ten. She said in a rich and imposing manner, "I offered ten times the money, and those bodyguards let me go without saying a word. They even personally sent me to the wedding venue. My service attitude was full marks."

Ten times?

Si Chengyun and Shen Yuhan could make those bodyguards take the risk of losing their jobs to kidnap Si Yan. The price was at least six digits or more, so Si Yan spent seven digits that night.

This speed of squandering!

Le Shaochuan's face instantly turned gloomy. He pursed his lips and did not say a word. His hands, which were hanging by his side, clenched into fists.

Before he could say anything, Si Yan patted her pocket. She shrugged helplessly. "But... there was an accident recently. My bank card was frozen by my father. So I can only trouble you to pay for this money first."

Si Yan's brows slightly knitted, and a helpless expression appeared on her fair little face.

"What does the money you spend have to do with me?" Le Shaochuan almost wanted to make a hole in her small face, but as he said that, his hand still honestly reached into his pocket.

"Kowtow! Kowtow!"

The hurried knocking on the door broke the silence between the two of them, and in the next second, the door to the ward was pushed open in panic.

Le Jinyan, who wore a light gray coat and gold-rimmed glasses, had a warm and tolerant smile on his face as he strode into the ward.

At this moment, the smile on his face was replaced by anxiety. His messy hair made this noble and elegant young master look a little embarrassed.

"Big, big brother." Le Jinyan saw the harmonious atmosphere between the two people in the ward and was obviously stunned. He quickly lowered his head and respectfully stood by the door without moving.

Le Jinyan!

In her previous life, she desperately loved the man, but joined forces with her good sister and father to kill the man who was close to her and all the people around her.

Si Yan stared at this face that she loved to the bone in her previous life, and her huge anger rushed straight to her head. Si Yan used her last bit of reason to barely control her raging emotions and did not rush down from the bed to strangle this heartless scum.

Le Shaochuan looked at Si Yan whose neck was red and whose hands were tightly holding onto the bed sheet. His mood fell to the bottom and he fiercely stuffed the card that he took out from his wallet back into his pocket.

He was not interested to see the two of them making love, so he walked out of the ward with a straight face. He did not even look at Le Jinyan from the beginning to the end.

"Crack."

The sound of the door being slammed shut came from behind. Le Jinyan's hand, which was hanging by his side, suddenly clenched. He took a deep breath and looked up again with worry and tenderness in his eyes.

"Yan, I waited for you at the dock last night. Why didn't you come? Didn't we agree to go to France together? Why are you suddenly married to Le Shaochuan? Don't you love me anymore? " Every word that Le Jinyan said was very gentle, but the whole sentence could only be criticized and questioned.

Love you?

Love you is heartless and heartless, love you and treat me like a fool, or love you to treat me like an ATM. After using me, you and Shen Yuhan will stab that sharp dagger into my heart.

A sharp pain came from Si Yan's chest. In her previous life, the cold pain from being pierced by the sharp dagger in her chest swept through her entire body. Her lips trembled slightly and she gnashed her teeth in hatred, but she could not directly tear apart her face with Le Jinyan, this scumbag.