My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Han Xuan couldn't sleep. Although it was already night, she didn't sleep at all.

Zhou Yao's heart has been decided, and tomorrow she will be sent away.

Is she really leaving?

She is the one brought back by Chief Yang. She can go if she wants.

But what can she do if she stays?

At this point, a hurried red alarm was sounded in the ear, and the alarm was sounded.

She jumped out of the bed, sat up, got out of the bed, opened the door to the room, and she ran out, and there were soldiers running, and she grabbed one, “What happened? ”

“Someone's looted, someone's dead. ”

Someone's dead?

Who's dead?

Han Xuan loosened the soldier and went to jail.

By the time he reached the door, a white cordon had been pulled around the door. Chief Yang and two people with blue cards around their necks had talked. Han Xuan glanced at them and knew they were from above.

One of the Blue Card officers took out a document and Chief Yang took the pen and signed it.

This is a death certificate.

Those two Blue Card guys walked out.

At the culinary site, Han Xuan looked inside, only Zhou Yao's tall legs stood in front of a white stretcher, and the Red Flame soldiers stood behind him, where the atmosphere was very heavy.

Han Xuan's eyes lit up. What did she anticipate? She thought her heart was about to jump out of her chest. Is it... cold Xuan dying?

She held her breath and looked over the stretcher and saw the familiar face.

Cold Iris lays on a stretcher with her eyes closed, her face has turned grey and blue, and there are traces of coagulated blood on her chest.

Cold Iris is dead?

Cold Iris is dead!

Chief Yang walked to Zhou Yao's side. He reached out and patted Zhou Yao's shoulder. "People can't be brought back to life. I'm sorry for your loss. This time you made the right choice. Once she escaped from prison, the consequences were unthinkable. She left like this. Although regrettable, everything would end with her ending...”

Zhou Yao did not speak, his eyes focused on the look of the cold beard, as if he could not see enough of her.

At this time, the forensic physician came over and asked Chief Yang, "Chief, what did she do? ”

Chief Yang sighed, "Follow the procedure. ”

“Okay.” The coroner called in two men to take the stretcher away.

But Zhou Yao bent down and he held the cold spike on the stretcher in his arms. He went out without saying anything.

“Zhou Yao, what are you doing?” Chief Yang asked quickly.

Zhou Yao's footsteps didn't stop, leaving only one sentence, "She belongs to me. ”

“This...” The forensic physician looked at Chief Yang with difficulty.

Chief Yang knew Zhou Yao's heart ached, and he relaxed. “Forget it, let him. ”

Han Xuan looked at Zhou Yao and walked over with Cold Iris. She said, "Brother Zhou...”

Zhou Yao, as if he hadn't seen her, left with a cold iron in his arms.

……

Cold Iris opened her eyes slowly, and the lights in the room were yellow and soft, not stingy, but she still trembled two long lashes that she didn't adjust to.

Her face felt warm and wet, as if someone had gently wiped her face with a towel. She fixed her eyes and Zhou Yao's handsome face broke into her gaze.

“Daughter, are you awake?” Zhou Yao reached out and rubbed her hair, eyes full of tenderness.

She got up cold and felt chest pain, so she twisted her eyebrows.

Zhou Yao quickly put a cushion behind her and let her lean up. "The doctor just came to wrap you up. Your wound is not in the way, but you need to rest for a while. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Cold Iris nodded, looking at the environment in the room, this is Cold House Villa, and she finally came back.

She had two people standing beside her bed, one tall and one petite, probably afraid to quarrel with her, so neither of them spoke.

Seeing her, Cold Ho took a step forward, and this just said, "Hey, what do you think? ”

“Brother, I'm fine. ”

“It's all right, Yuki, you are too bold. Although there is a fake death point in the heart of a human being, a highly skilled shooter can cause the illusion of death, but this slightly worse pool will kill you, you and Zhou Yao are really...”

“Brother, am I not well now? Besides,” Cold Iris takes a look at Zhou Yao by his side, "he, are you worried? ”

Zhou Yao sat beside the bed, his right arm wrapped around her waist, and no one beside him kissed her directly.

Cold Iris immediately glanced at him.

Leng Hao saw his sister and brother-in-law so affectionately, he was relieved, “Yu, although your death completely calmed down this matter, you are now a dead person, there is no longer a cold person in the world, once you appear in the eyes of the public, I'm afraid there will be more waves, Yu, Brother arrange you to leave the country? ”

Cold Iris ticked the corner of his lip, “Brother, this matter is very broad. Once it settles, it will be difficult to overturn the case. Besides, my death certificate is stamped. As long as Brother sends someone to erase all my backgrounds and create a new identity for me, there are many similar-looking people in the world. Even if I show up, those people won't be able to overturn any wind waves. ”

Leng Hao thought about it, "OK, I'll do it now, even if those who have the heart want to go over the wind wave need time, we'll talk about it later. ”

“Mmm.” Cold Iris nodded.

“Then get some rest. We'll go out first.” Coldhoe turned around and left.

Cold Hao turned around and gave her a look at the night peach next to him, meaning to let her leave with him, but she finally got the chance to talk when the night peach didn't see.

She sat on her ass beside the bed, excited to mumble. Why? "Cold sister, great, you're finally okay. You didn't know Major General Zhou was going to scare the shit out of me when he brought you back. You've been in a coma and I was worried you'd turn into a vegetable like Dad. Luckily you woke up, otherwise..."

“Night Peach!” Cold Ho just reached out and pulled her off, "is that enough? Enough said, let's go. Let's get some rest. ”

Night Peach coldly crashed into Cold Ho's arms, she quickly reached out and pushed him, this man was annoyed, “Oops, let go of me, I didn't say enough, you interrupted my words, rude... hey, hey, hey, hey! ”

Leng Hao forced her into his arms and pushed her straight out the door.

“Sister Cold! ”

The maid shut the door, but the chilly eagle could clearly hear the unhappy scream of the night peach outside the door. She pulled up her lips and the night peach was truly a happy fruit.

At this time, the man's warm and wide chest patched up, she was held tightly in her arms, the cheekside itched, his thin lips rubbed up, and the slag on his jaw, "So happy? ”

Her heart was warm, her eyes looked at the man, and she asked, “Am I not happy to be out alive? ”