Marital shenanigans: ex-wife, don't come back

"Call the family doctor."

He glanced at his driver coldly and then said.

The deep eyes fell on the woman's face again, as if thinking about something!

"Young master, do you want to take this woman of unknown origin back?" the driver said, and Rong Zhan glanced at him coldly. The latter hurried to silence.

A woman of unknown origin?

Zhan Yan, a hot female star, the only granddaughter of the exhibitors, Mrs. Fu!

She also made headlines in major newspapers because she was vicious and drove away her rival in that way. How could she be a woman of unknown origin?!

The wind blew and dazzled his hair in front of his forehead, and the playfulness in his eyes is worth discussing!

Then, thin lips raised a cold smile!

Suffocation and pain made Zhan Yan almost out of breath in the coma.

What just happened suffocated Zhan Yan, and Fu Beichen's beautiful face appeared in her mind.

"Zhan Yan, why, why didn't you die -"

Such sad but heartless words made her stomach roll for a while and her chest ache and uneasy.

The thin blanket was curled up into a ball by her. At this time, her petite body was covered by the thin blanket, and the cold sweat frequently wet the sheets.

"Zhan Yan, you know what? You really make me sick. Why don't you die instead of Siwei?!"

In the past, Fu Beichen's cold words deeply pierced into her bone marrow. She even gradually blurred his beautiful and happy image in her mind, leaving only a heartless and cold back and eyes that wanted her to die.

"Brother Beichen - brother Beichen -" she whispered Fu Beichen's name, which was her obsession all her life.

Rong Zhan, who was originally sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, put down his newspaper and looked at his uneasy face lying on the big bed. There was a trace of playfulness in his casual expression.

Stand up tall and straight and walk slowly to the bedside.

I don't know what he thought, he put his arms around her and patted her thin back. His low magnetic voice whispered in her ear.

The woman's body was scarred, but the most serious was the wound on her leg.

And she had a fever because of the wound.

"Even in a coma, you can't forget Fu Beichen? You should really love him to this extent?" he stroked her soft hair like silk.

"Zhan Yan, you know what? I really want to kill you myself and let you kill Siwei!"

At this time, Zhan Yan's mind was full of Fu Beichen's words. Her hands were pressed involuntarily, and Rong Zhan smiled at this scene.

His slender fingers opened her hand. He couldn't see someone abusing himself in front of him!

"Don't --"

Suddenly, she opened her eyes from her coma and looked at the infinitely enlarged face in front of her. For a moment, she didn't know what had happened before.

She's in pain. She's in pain all over——

But they can't compare with their own heartache!

In the misty, a pair of big palms were placed on her eyelids. Out of inertia, she closed her eyes and let the warm palm let her return to the darkness!

"Go to sleep! Everything will be said tomorrow!"

It seemed that someone was comforting her. Zhan Yan heard such a voice and wanted to answer, but he really had no strength, so he had to sleep again——