Jian Zhipei looked at the mobile phone handed over by the bodyguard, but had no intention of answering it. At this time, the bodyguard turned on the speakerphone, and the old lady's anxious voice came from the mobile phone, "Ah Pei, Ah Pei, where are you?"
, answer the phone quickly!"
Ye Wanwan withdrew her hand nervously, then pushed him again, asking him to quickly answer his grandma's call.
"Go!" She whispered and urged him.
Jian Zhipei stood up, reached for the bodyguard's cell phone and walked outside. He walked towards a corner.
The bodyguard also followed him, and at this moment, a woman wearing a wedding dress with her skirt held by two servants appeared. It was Qiao Xuemei with exquisite bridal makeup. She learned from downstairs that Ye Wanwan was there.
This ward was for injections, so she rushed up without saying a word.
She pushed the door open and came in, and saw Ye Wanwan lying on the bed undergoing an infusion, but Jian Zhipei was not here. She couldn't help but gritted her teeth and asked angrily, "Where did you hide my husband? You bitch."
Ye Wanwan pointed in the direction outside the door, "He's gone out, go find him outside!"
Qiao Xuemei suddenly raised her lips and sneered, and said to the servant, "You go and wait outside and close the door for me."
The servant hurriedly exited obediently, and then closed the door.
Ye Wanwan watched Qiao Xuemei approaching the edge of the bed with a fierce expression. She couldn't help but sit up and looked at Qiao Xuemei warningly, "What are you going to do?"
"What are you doing? Ye Wanwan, you have traveled thousands of miles to come here. What do you want to do? First you seduced my man and ruined my wedding. Now, you are trying every means to hide him. Ye Wanwan, I really want to kill him.
I'll kill you." Qiao Xuemei gritted her teeth, and the hatred in her eyes turned into a real sword and stabbed Ye Wanwan.
Qiao Xuemei looked at Ye Wanwan who was losing fluids and looking weak. She suddenly felt cruel in her heart. She raised her palm and slapped her hard on the face.
Ye Wanwan didn't react, and her face started to hurt. She glared at Qiao Xuemei, "Why do you hit someone?"
"Why should I, Ye Wanwan, just wait for me. When I marry Brother Jian, you will never step foot in this country in your life." Qiao Xuemei said with a sneer, "You will never see him again in this life. He will never see him again."
You are my man from today on, you are not qualified."
At this moment, the door behind him was pushed open suddenly, and a cold male voice came, "What qualifications does she need?"
Qiao Xuemei's body froze suddenly, and her face suddenly changed, but soon, she turned around with a bright smile on her face, "Brother Jian, you are back! You may have heard wrong. I heard that Miss Ye was sick, so I came here."
Look at her."
Ye Wanwan lowered her head, and the long hair on both sides covered the half of her face that was beaten. She grabbed the sheets and watched Qiao Xuemei change her face and act. Her heart was really chilled. Jian Zhipei would be with such a woman in the future.
Spend a lifetime together?
He is so good, how can he spend his whole life with such a hypocritical woman? Will he be happy? Will he be happy?
Ye Wanwan's hands clenched the quilt tightly, and it could be seen that her body was trembling slightly.
"Brother Jian, let's go to the wedding quickly! Everyone must be waiting for us anxiously!" Qiao Xuemei held Jian Zhipei's arm and wanted to take him away.
"Are you okay?" Jian Zhipei's voice suddenly asked Ye Wanwan.
Before Ye Wanwan could speak, Qiao Xuemei had already taken the lead to speak out, "She just said she was fine, Miss Ye, then we won't disturb you, you can take good care of your health!"
Ye Wanwan closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She raised her head and said to Jian Zhipei, "Does what you just said still count? Can you do it as long as I answer you?"
