Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Recently, the Deep City has been moving for a long time, and Shi Nightcold has had to go there himself.

Ever since the news of the cold and illness came out, it hasn't stopped for a day in the dark.

He is not dead yet, these people have started pressing the impatience, secretly lira gang, even colluding with external forces, if he dies, the division is afraid of the world, by then, the whole division of the division will be sand.

Knowing that Straight Night Cold will definitely not make it back today, Ye Zheng returned to Jinyuan at night.

This was once her most abhorrent and fearful place, but it is now her habit and peace of mind.

Three months have passed since the family convention.

At that time, she promised Race Old that she would definitely take care of Straight Night Cold's body. After all, according to Sun Baiju's theory, if she could do what he asked, Straight Night Cold's body could be slowly recovered.

Over the past three months, the body of Night Cold has been good and bad, but at last nothing serious has happened. It has temporarily stabilized. The last two routine examinations showed no signs that the body of Night Cold has continued to deteriorate.

The same noise of the old people, but it finally survived for three months, because of the strength of the night cold, they did nothing about it.

Although the most dangerous months have been temporarily passed, Ye Zheng still dared not to relax at all. The elders of those tribes would not rest so well. During this period, any problems with the body of Shi Night-cold will be their excuse and handle.

Some worried about the situation over there, Ye Zheng sent Xu a message.

[How's his body? How's it going?]

After a long wait, Xu Yi hasn't heard back. He's probably busy.

Ye Zheng gazed at the dark night outside the window, and tonight's dark city was afraid of another sleepless night.

Leaning on the sofa in the living room, Ye Zheng waited and replied while working on the movie project.

Time passed unwittingly, and it was already late at night, and it was not clear when a little rain had fallen outside the window, and the silk chill had soaked in.

Ye Zheng was somewhat distracted. After modifying it, he stared at the project book and started to be stupid. He was always a little disturbed.

Ye Qiang did not notice that at night, in front of the courtyard, a familiar black car drove back silently.

The maid beside her couldn't help but notice Ye Zheng's late sleep. “Miss Zheng, are you waiting for Master Jiu? Master Jiu is traveling on business. He should not be back so soon. Rest early. It is already late. ”

It was not until the maid warned him that it was after twelve o'clock and it was morning, so he got up and was ready to take a bath and go to bed.

“Okay, I get it. You guys go get some rest! ”

Ye Zheng pulled up the sweater coat on his body and put the script down to stand up.

Ye Zheng just stood up and the thick gate suddenly slowly pushed away. The cold air at night instantly invaded the house with the cold wind.

Looking at the night cold in a black trench coat at the door, Ye Zheng stood still.

The man's clothes flickered in the wind, and the cold on his face was deeper than on a rainy night, and the bloody atmosphere that could not be dissipated dissipated from him.

“Master Nine! ”

“Master Nine! ”

All the servants in the family sat in two rows, fearful and afraid to look up at the man's face.

Ye Qiang looked surprised, “Why are you back so early? It's done? ”

“Mm-hmm." The man said, handing over the coat to the maid beside him.

The talking room has come to her on a meteorological scale.