The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!Assistant Lin was stunned at the time. When the president said, could you not take a natural tone when you said that you kicked the door.

This is the door to someone else's house!

"President, is it not so..."

Before he finished speaking, a slightly wary and defensive tone came from behind him, "Who are you and what are you doing standing in front of my house?"

Assistant Ye Zian and Assistant Lin turned their heads when they heard the voice, and they saw a little girl in her early twenties with a supermarket shopping bag full of fresh vegetables and fruits. When they saw him, a little bit Frozen for a moment.

"Who, who are you?" The man half of his face was hidden among the gloomy birds, his eyes were harsh, and the dark and dark colors seemed to draw people in.Jojo just glanced, and couldn't help straightening his back.

Few people can look at Ye Zi'an calmly.

Especially when a man is angry.

Taking a deep look at her, the man's thin lips opened and he uttered a concise sentence, "Open the door."

"Why should I open the door for you?" Qiao Qiao hurriedly squeezed everyone away, and stopped at the door like an octopus.

The body was trembling slightly, and I didn't know if it was afraid or guilty.

"Miss Qiao, you should know who is standing in front of you." The other party is a little girl, and Assistant Lin is really not good at doing it directly, so she has to speak out to persuade us, "So please let us go. You can't stop us. President's."

Seeing that Qiao Qiao still wanted to hold on, I heard him add, "Of course, if you have done well and can't hang around in Spring City, you must protect this door, and...the people at the door, then you can naturally Keep blocking."

After that, Assistant Lin was about to let the bodyguard break in.

Qiao Qiao's eyes showed a trace of struggle, but he still watched Ye Zi'an make the final fight, "I know that Mr. Ye is on the top, but Sister Qian Mo is in very bad health. She doesn't want to see you now. Can you please go back first and wait Sister Qian Mo has taken care of her health. If she wants to see you, I will..."

"Go away!"

——Sister Qian Mo is in very bad health.

These words instantly burned the man's last reason.

The bodyguard pulled Qiao Qiao away, and Ye Zi'an kicked the door directly, and his icy eyes fell on the struggling Qiao Qiao, "You are inferior to the kennel, how can she recuperate? !"

Qiaoqiao froze for a while, his face was anger that converged with humiliation and unwillingness.

In a moment, she understood why Ling Qianmo would rather spend so much effort hiding in a place where her kennel is not as good as her, and would not go back to see Ye Zi'an.

"Ye Zi'an, you don't really love Sister Qianmo at all, and you just took her back to continue torturing. In that case, why bother you so hard, why don't you let it go when she escaped?" Qiao Qiao roared. It was very loud, and the questioning and anger in the tone could not be stopped.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, and Assistant Lin's eyes twitched sharply.

It doesn't matter if the wife is brave enough to quarrel with the president, why the friends she makes are so brave.

Ye Zi'an's complexion became more gloomy, and the cold air radiating from his body was almost freezing the entire room into ice.

"Where is she?" The door panel was kicked open, and the layout of the whole cabin was clear at a glance.

A room with one bedroom and one living room does not even have a kitchen. There is a table in the corner of the living room. There is an induction cooker and a wok on the table. It is a simple kitchen.

The degree of dilapidation of the furniture and walls is frightening. Living here seems to have to worry about whether the walls will suddenly collapse.

Qiaoqiao was startled by the man's fierce tone, and looked at the only bedroom with trembling eyes.

There was such a big movement outside, but the lady didn't even show her face, which really didn't look like her style.

Even if she does not want to see the president, she should worry about whether the president will take the opportunity to clean up her friends.

Ye Zi'an stepped into the only bedroom, and at a glance saw the thin and trembling thin shadow curled up on the bed.

She lay with her back to him, her black hair messy like seaweed, spreading on the washed white pillowcase.

Half of his arm was placed on the outside of the quilt, clenching the corner of the quilt tightly, and the arm was glowing with a faint pink color, which was abnormal at first glance.

Ye Zi'an's heart seemed to be grabbed by something and twisted to one place, "Shallow..."

The man stepped over and squatted in front of her. As far as he could see, her eyes were tightly closed, her white cheeks were dripping with blood, and her lips were extremely pale.

Gauze was wrapped around his forehead, and red blood stains penetrated his head.

He lifted the quilt and picked him up, and the skin under his tentacles was so hot.

The man's eyes were gloomy, his face was tense, and his eyebrows were so gloomy. He looked at Assistant Lin who was following him and shouted sharply, "Call the doctor to the apartment."

Ling Qianmo was obviously burnt into a coma. He was held in his arms by the man, and his hands fell softly. If it weren't for breathing, he looked like he was dead.

Qiaoqiao almost cried, covering her mouth, "How could this happen? When I left in the morning, Qian Mo was not so sick yet, how could it..."

Suddenly, being watched by the man's cold eyes, the unspoken words were pinched in his throat.

When it was over, she took care of Sister Qian Mo like this, and Ye Zi'an would definitely clean up her when she turned around so angry.

She also watched the news before and knew how exciting Ye Zi'an was. Such a posture really didn't look like he hadn't cared about Sister Qian Mo at all.

In that case, would she die miserably.

"Assistant Lin, find a better place for Miss Qiao." Ye Zi'an hugged Ling Qianmo and left, without looking back.

In the car, Ye Zi'an pulled away Ling Qianmo's hair wet with cold sweat and looked at her pale and lifeless face, annoyed and distressed.

"Ling Qianmo, you have the ability to avoid me, why don't you have the ability to take care of yourself." She squeezed her face like a anger, but was reluctant to make a heavy hand. "You really have the ability to avoid me, even perverted. Dare to buy it."

In the position of the co-pilot, Assistant Lin was frightened, "President, what do you mean, the person who called the perverted driver to pick up his wife, is... herself?!"

Oh my god, madam is really daring.

Ye Zi'an didn't speak, but looked at the woman lying on her.

How did the injury on her forehead come from, and how long has she been like this?

He remembered that the day she left the hospital, she still had a stomachache.

"Hurry up." She looked like he was really worried, and couldn't help but utter a low voice.

The driver immediately stepped on the accelerator, and the car speeded up silently.

When she arrived downstairs in the community, Ye Zi'an got her out of the car and went upstairs. The doctor arrived soon after she was placed on the bed.

During this period of time, Mrs. Ye ran away from home, and the news that President Ye was looking for people was overwhelming, so when the doctor first entered the bedroom and saw Ling Qianmo's tragic situation, the eyes that fell on Ye Zi'an were slightly strange.