Haiyue sighed long, "It's okay, I'm not used to such a luxurious life anyway."
This is the truth. She really couldn't adapt to the life in Sikong Manor at all. Such a big house and so many servants just to serve the two of them.
"Don't you mind I'm becoming a pauper?" After hearing Hai Yue say that, Sikong Jingqiu's voice was no longer so tense, and even had a bit of teasing.
"Anyway, I'm a pauper, too," said Haiyue.
"Yes." Sikong Jingqiu nodded, let go of her, patted the bed beside him, "Come up and lie with me for a while. I'm a little sleepy and want to go to bed."
"This is the hospital." Haiyue hesitated. It is true that the bed in the vip ward is very big, but she is not sick, so it is not good to lie down.
"I've spent money." Sikong Jingqiu said that his attitude was very persistent, as if he would not rest if the moon did not go up.
Worried that he would be so tired, Haiyue had no choice but to compromise, take off her shoes and lie down, and snuggle with him.
"Then I'll go back when I'm asleep..." Haiyue said, touching Sikong Jingqiu's thin face.
Sikong Jingqiu didn't say anything, but just hugged her gently, then reached out and pressed off the lamp in the ward.
The moonlight quietly slipped in through the window and was imprinted on their faces, looking so peaceful and peaceful.
He said that he was waiting for Sikong Jingqiu to fall asleep and then leave, but the person who fell asleep first was Haiyue.
There was no way. After a day of trouble, Haiyue was so tired and mentally, so she almost fell asleep immediately after touching the pillow.
"I really don't know who is accompanying whom." Sikong Jingqiu looked at the woman who fell asleep in surprise, hooked the hair on her cheek behind her ears in a doting way, and then closed her eyes.
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After that day, it seemed that all the bad factors disappeared instantly.
Haiyue never received a call from Secretary Lin again, Sikong Jingqiu no longer mentioned the matter in the company, actively cooperated with the treatment, and occasionally joked with Haiyue with a lot of fun...
Haiyue knew that Sikong Jingqiu had arranged everything and handed it over to the secretary to carry out the execution.
Once or twice, Haiyue saw Secretary Lin as tired as something, appearing in the hospital without any image, reporting the company's latest progress to Sikong Jingqiu.
Every time, when seeing Secretary Lin’s hair as messy as straw and his clothes wrinkled, Haiyue couldn’t help but feel a little sympathetic to her—
However, Secretary Lin herself doesn't think so. She seems to be embarrassed on the outside, but she feels like she is becoming more and more courageous on the inside.
Haiyue really admires Secretary Lin very much, and doesn’t know where she got her energy. She is just like Goddess Athena…
Seeing Secretary Lin rushing out of the ward with Feng Fenghuohuo, Haiyue's eyes were full of envy. She hoped that she could have a soul like Secretary Lin that she could not be beaten no matter what.
But then again...
The period when Sikong Jingqiu was hospitalized should be the time when they got married and got along the most harmoniously.
Haiyue looked up at the blue sky outside the window, deleted the text message she just received.
It was a text message sent by Yi Zhentian, reminding her to divorce Sikong Jingqiu as soon as possible.
Before, Yi Zhentian would call every two days to ask about Haiyue's progress and threaten her to be rude to her grandma if she delayed her further.