My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

In the infirmary.

The doctor handled the wound on Yoon Twilight's back. “President Yoon, the wound is not serious, it's just some skin trauma. Don't touch the water for two days, it will be fine soon. ”

“Mm-hmm." Yoon Twilight hummed.

The doctor walked out.

“President, this is a clean shirt, put it on.” Hua handed Yoon Twilight the white shirt he had in his hand.

Yoon Twilight reached out and picked him up. He took off his black shirt and Hua took a sneak peek at the body of his own president. Hua's nosebleeds almost bled from his bare chest and six abdominal muscles with clear barriers, especially the perfect mermaid thread in the trousers.

Jua quickly turned her back, couldn't look, and then looked at the needle eyes.

Yoon Twilight wore a white shirt on his body, just buttoned it up, and he didn't tie it into his pants. He looked up and saw a picture standing by the door of the infirmary.

Yoon Shui-yan is here.

She hasn't looked at her properly for a month. She has slimmed a circle. Her small face, which had a large slap, is now smaller. Her skeleton is thin and her bones are soft. Today, she is wearing a white dress in Korean style. Under the loose skirt, she can see the slight curvature of her body, very delicate.

She stood by the door, with her little hands in front of her, holding her dress, her nostrils and orbits red, apparently crying for a long time, and she looked at him with a wet pair of eyes.

She's scared.

Afraid that the morning warmth had passed, he turned her away again.

Yoon Twilight looked at her and felt her heart squeezed by one hand. The tighter that hand squeezed, the more painful he was, he couldn't breathe. He reached out and summoned her, “What are you standing at the door for? Come in.”

“Oh.” Yoon Shuihui pulled his thin leg out and walked in.

“Miss Yoon.” Jua walked out very intelligently and left the infirmary for both of them.

Yoon Shui-yan walked up to him. She looked at Ying's back and asked, "Are you seriously hurt? ”

“Nothing, skin trauma.” Yoon Twilight looked into her eyes and answered.

“Can I see it? ”

Yoon Twilight didn't speak.

Yoon Shui-yan wrapped himself around his back, reaching out his little hand and lifting his white shirt high, with numerous staggered red red marks on his back, several of which broke a little skin.

She stretched out her little white finger and gently touched his red marks, "Does it hurt? ”

Feeling the gentleness between her fingers, Yoon Twilight shook her head, "It doesn't hurt. ”

When he finished talking, the girl didn't hum. Yoon Dawn waited for a few seconds and turned around. The girl drowned her little head and she had already shed tears in her tears.

Yoon Twilight's eyes panicked. He wiped the teardrops off her face with his fingers. He frowned. "Why are you crying so much lately? I really don't hurt. ”

Yin Shuiyan did not speak, tears fell in her eyes.

Yoon Twilight looked at the more teardrops in his finger and asked softly, "What did my mother just tell you? Did my mom say a lot of bad things? ”

“No...” Yoon Shuiyan shook her head quickly, because she was crying too fast, and her words were intermittent, “Auntie... very good to me...”

Yin Twilight's eyebrows locked deeper. She told him that she was fucking good to her, but she couldn't stop crying. She seemed like she couldn't help it.

He took his hand and lowered his voice with a faint discomfort, "My mother got a lot of excitement this time, don't blame her, if you hadn't caused so much, she would have accepted you. ”

“Well,” Yoon Shuiyan nodded, “I know... it's all my fault, I don't blame Auntie...”

She's just a little sad.

She didn't even look up at him when she spoke. Yoon Twilight knew she had a heart attack. He stuck his hand in his pants pocket. He sank his whole handsome face and said, "Yoon Shuiyan, don't cry! What do you want me to do, teach my mother a lesson? You cry, I'm leaving. ”

Yoon Twilight turned around and left.

“Brother,” Yin Shuiyan shouted quickly. She ran up and stretched out her two slender arms to hold Yin Shuichen's core tightly from the back. She rubbed her little face on the man's clothing, because she couldn't even speak clearly because of the trembling cry. “It's not because of her aunt... really not... Brother, don't go away, stay with me...”

She just remembered a lot of things before. In the ward, she told Liu Yixin about the years. Once the door to memory opened, a scene of the past appeared in front of her like a movie.

From the moment she went to England, the past, the grief she had never mentioned in five years, she could finally open her heart and face it.

It's just that she still hurts a lot when she faces it.

The child she lost at the age of 18, she would have been born if it hadn't been for the accident.

If she was born, now she should follow a little child behind her back. Ning Qing's son is so beautiful. She thinks that she should be born as well. She should be a mother.

But she can no longer be a mother.

She didn't want to cry, but her tears couldn't stop. It wasn't really for Liu Xin. She didn't mean to upset him. She was just really sad and sad.

She thinks she can forget the past, she thinks she can let go of the past, she thinks she can live a whole new life, but now she needs to do a farewell ceremony to the past, at this time she wants him to be with her.

The kid's his. He's 28 years old and he's a dad. Does he know?

She wouldn't let him know that her love had been invisible and thoughtful from the moment she met him when she was eight years old, but she knew that it was unfair to that child, that he had not come to the world, and that he could not even be known by his own father.

Embraced by her so soft, Yoon Dawn stopped. He turned around slowly and wiped her tears. His other hand held her little face. He opened his mouth helplessly and there was a little spoil in his voice. “I know you've been entrusted, don't cry, eh? That's my mom. ”

Yoon Shui-yan shook her head. She cried into peachy water and looked gently at Yoon Twilight. "Brother, Auntie has promised me a chance, and I can go into the ward to take care of Auntie later. Brother, I will behave well, I will try to make my aunt like me. ”

Yin Twilight shocked, “My mother promised you to take care of her?” His foxy eyes were on her little face, "what did you just say to my mother? ”

It's absolutely impossible to say yes with a fucking sex.

Yoon Shui-yan's eyes didn't shrink a bit, "I told my aunt that if she really hated me, she shouldn't let me get away with it, she should leave me to watch over it. ”

Yin Twilight's suspicion disappeared, replacing it with worry and heartache. “Actually, you don't have to do this...”

Yin Shuihuan's eyes were brilliant with crystalline tears. She tried to give a bright smile to the man. "If I don't do this, the brother will do it, and the brother will work very hard. Brother, I think I will learn to share with you when I grow up. You are busy with the company, leave it to me later. ”

Yoon Twilight's handsome five officials were all trapped in tenderness. He whispered her name, “Mizuki...”

“Brother, give me a hug, okay? I need your hug now.” She looked at him in tears.

Yin Twilight did not speak, and he directly extended his arm to snap the girl into his arms.

The bodies and minds of the two men snuggled together at this moment.

Yoon Shui-yan rubbed against him. He was wide and warm. He could hold two of her. At this moment, she curled herself in his arms. She felt that the world was still.

She loved that his heart turned a thousand sails and went through a thousand robberies. At this moment, it finally broke into butterflies and was truly liberated and calm.

At this point, the nurse's voice rang out the door, "President Yoon...”

When I realized someone was coming, Yoon Shuiyan quickly reached out to push him, hugging him in front of the outsiders was not good.

But she couldn't push it off, and her back of her head was snapped by a big palm, and the man leaned over and directly covered her lips.

Yin Shuihuan stared at the man who had magnified countless times in front of her, and he held two rows of thick eyelashes and kissed her warmly and emotionally.

When Yoon Shui-yan was stunned, her little mouth was opened by his long tongue, and he kissed in.

……

The nurse at the door looked at the two people inside who were wrapping their kisses, and the nurse stagnated for a few seconds and blushed, then quickly turned around and ran away.

She ran to the nurse's desk and the other nurses looked at her panting and quickly asked, "What's wrong with you? You heard Yoon was in the infirmary just now, deliberately delivering medicine to show himself. Why did he come back so hastily? ”

“Oops, don't you know what I saw? President Yoon held Yoon Shuihuan in the infirmary... kiss. ”

“What, you mean the Yoon Shui-jun who ruined his face? That scar on her face is ugly. Are you sure Yoon's always holding her? ”

“Sure, sure, sure. Yesterday, we gathered to watch Yoon Shuiyan's joke. He said that when Yoon came back, he promised not to let her go. That's good. Yoon didn't dislike the scar on her face. ”

The other nurses shouted, “Yoon Shui-yan is so lucky. When she was beautiful, Yoon Shui-yan was so devoted to her. Forget it. I didn't expect her to ruin her face. Is Yoon Shui-yan jealous to kill her? ”

……

Liu Caizhe answered a call at the entrance of the corridor and returned to the corridor. Far away, he saw Hua standing outside the door waiting. He wanted to go forward. At this time, "Manager Liu...”, a caregiver came and said, "Manager Liu, Madam is looking for you. ”

“To me? ”

“Yes, just you. ”

Liu Caizhe nodded, “Okay.” He walked to the ward.

“Knock, knock," knocked the door twice. Liu Xin's voice came in. “Come in. ”

Liu Caizhe walked in with his feet lifted and closed the ward door.

Liu Yancheng leaned against the bed, she was pale, but her expression was still calm. Liu Caicheng stepped forward and bent over. "Madam, what can I do for you? ”

Liu Zhenxin's hollow eyes looked at Liu Caizhe. She slowly pulled up the corner of her mouth and laughed. "Manager Liu, why do you think I'm looking for you? “

Liu Caizhe had already guessed the score of 89.

“Ma'am...” He wanted to talk.

But there was no way out, “bang," Liu Li raised his hand and slapped him.