The ceo's doting wife

"Dad, where's Brother fourth? Didn't he come to see me?" Zhang Zijun looked longingly at his father, looking forward to his answer.

Wang Yangming picked up the tissue, gently wiped her daughter's tears, and comforted her, "Xiaochuan is here. He's been watching over you. He's only been gone for a short time this morning. If you want to see him, I'll call him."

"Really? Is Brother fourth really here to watch over me?" Tears fell from the corners of her eyes again, but this time they were tears of joy.

"Really, if you don't believe that your second uncle will come back later, just ask him."

"I believe, I believe. I knew Brother fourth wouldn't ignore me."

"Do you want to see him?" Wang Yangming asked with a smile.

But Zhang Zijun thought about it for a long time. In the end, she shook her head. "No, I don't want Brother fourth to see me so embarrassed and ugly now. I'll see him when I'm well."

"Okay, this is my Wang Yangming's daughter!"

Wang Yangming followed her daughter's wishes and comforted her in a few moments. After getting the hospital's approval, he took her to the hospital overnight and returned to the Capital on a private jet.

In spring, everything revived, but the drizzling weather also increased.

In just a few days, Xia Yuwei had lost a lot of weight. Every day, he cried and went to Han Haoxuan whenever he had the chance. But Han Haoxuan, who had been completely deceived by her, would never see her again.

Today, she pulled herself together again, intending to wait for him downstairs.

The rain was falling in pieces and the sky was gloomy. Xia Yuwei's red and swollen eyes looked at the weather and it was a perfect match.

When he arrived at the han corporation, he looked at the time. If he didn't work overtime, in about half an hour, Hao Xuan would definitely come out of the parking lot.

The rain was getting heavier, but she didn't dare to leave. A few days ago, she couldn't see him. Today, she wanted to see him no matter what.

Just as she was wandering, the familiar car moved from far to near, and Xia Yuwei blinked and ran towards it, ignoring her.

Han Haoxuan, who was sitting in the car, saw a figure flash to the front of his car and hit the brakes subconsciously.

Squeak-squeak! The wheels crashed into the puddle, and the dirty rain hit Xia Yuwei's skirt, but she couldn't care less. She ran to the driver's seat and bent over to slap Han Haoxuan's window.

Through the dark blue car window, she could vaguely see his blurry silhouette. Her eyes - were red under her eyes, and she sobbed, "Hao Xuan, come out - come down, listen to my explanation - how about me?"

These days, her mental state had been so bad that she was heartbroken. Now that Han Haoxuan was still ruthless and ignored her, she really wanted - nothing more.

Han Haoxuan listened to her cry and felt even more disgusted with her.

After getting no response from him, Xia Yuwei threw away his umbrella and slapped his hands against the car window. "Hao Xuan, just think I'm begging you. Come out and meet me, okay?"

Her vision was already blurry, but she could not tell whether it was the rain or her tears.

Han Haoxuan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, opened the door and walked out.

Xia Yuwei finally waited until he was willing to see him and tried to hold her hand with a bitter smile, but Han Haoxuan threw it away and spat out in disgust. "Don't touch me."

Xia Yuwei looked at him with a silver needle in his eyes, a little pain, an infinite expansion, spread...

"Hao Xuan." Afraid that he would leave, Xia Yuwei stopped trying to pull him and walked closer.

Both of them were standing in the rain. Xia Yuwei's clothes were completely soaked by the rain. Standing in the rain, she was as thin as a lily that had been blown away by the wind and frost.

"If you have anything to say, say it quickly." Han Haoxuan was annoyed by her and had no choice but to come out to see her.

"I, Hao Xuan, I didn't mean to lie to you. I really love you." Xia Yuwei looked up at him, at his cold handsome face, and suddenly felt that this Han Haoxuan was a little strange to her.

"Hehe," his lips spread into a sneer, and his eyes were deep and sharp. "In the name of love, do you do ridiculous things?"

She shivered, not knowing whether it was the spring rain or the man in front of her.

"No, Hao Xuan, I know it's my fault for lying to you. I apologize, but don't leave me, okay? I really can't live without you."

"Do you love my people or my background?" He suddenly approached her. He grabbed her chin, narrowed his eyes and stared at her.

"Of course it's you!" She blurted out without thinking.

"Enough, you liar. Get out of here!" His hand loosened, and Xia Yuwei, who had lost his balance, fell to the ground.

She fell in pain, but this pain was nothing compared to the pain in her heart. She climbed to Han Haoxuan's feet and wrapped her arms around his calf. She murmured in a daze, "No, Hao Xuan, please, don't leave me. I beg of you."

"Let go." His face was ruthless, and the lines on his brows were visible. The disgust in his eyes was almost to the extreme.

"No, I won't let go." Xia Yuwei was like holding on to the last straw, holding on so tightly that she would never let go.

"You found it yourself." His eyes were cold and glaring, his calves were hard and he kicked her away. The cold voice rang out again. "Don't come to me again. I never want to see you again."

"Hao Xuan." She lay flat on the ground and watched Han Haoxuan return to the car. She immediately wanted to be afraid, but she couldn't muster any strength and watched him leave.

"Ah!" She screamed and pounded her hands on the ground to vent her grief and anger...

...

As night fell, the financial district gradually quieted down, but the bar that opened the nightlife was just beginning to bustle.

The shadows of the lights were swaying wildly, and the high dj music kept hitting people's eardrums. The people who walked into the bar seemed to be cut off from the outside world.

Xia Yuwei, who had come here to seek her relief, was lying on the bar table tipsy, her face flushed and her right hand holding a bottle of wine.

"Woo, Hao Xuan, why did you leave me? Why?" He patted the table with his left hand and said angrily, then drank another mouthful of wine.

Confused eyes, looking at the mess here - che, she suddenly smiled, smiled, and cried again.

There was a momentary awakening in her mind, and the figure that flashed past her was Song Sihang.

"Si Hang." She mumbled, took out her cell phone and dialed his number.

"Si Hang, where are you?" She asked, raised the bottle and took another sip.

"You went to the bar again just after dinner?" In addition to her voice, Song Sihang heard deafening music in the bar.

"Hehe, then come over and drink with me."

Song Sihang was absolutely sincere to her. She hung up soon after, and he rushed over.

His heart ached at the sight of her dirty and teary face.

"How did you do this to yourself?" He held her tightly in his arms.

He was still wearing a business suit and apparently rushed over before he could change.

"Woo, Si Hang, is that you?" Xia Yuwei, who was now 60 % drunk, seemed to have heard Song Sihang's voice in a daze.

"Yes, I'm here. I'll take you home." Song Sihang settled the bill for her, hugged her and walked out.

Xia Yuwei was still shouting and drinking, so Song Sihang had to trick her into continuing to drink with her when she got home.

Back in the car, Xia Yuwei, who was sitting in the passenger seat, curled up in a ball, dressed in white and hidden in the dark, not knowing whether it was because of the cold or why. She looked even more pitiful and petite.

"Woo woo..." She whimpered, like a kitten's whimper, softly tickling a person's nerves.

Song Sihang sighed helplessly, silently started the engine, and left the charming bar street at night.

On the road, Xia Yuwei was crying and laughing, her hands were still holding her long hair, her long white dress was ruined by her, black and gray, and now she looked like there was no Xia Yuwei who was once beautiful.

On this road, it was torture for Song Sihang. He finally got back to the apartment building. He stopped the car, put his hand on her arm, and tried to comfort her, but she suddenly grabbed his hands. His eyes were anxious and flustered. "Si Hang, Si Hang!"

"I'm here. What's wrong?" His heart ached to see her like this, and he regretted that he had not been able to stop her.

"Si Hang, I beg of you, I beg of you." She shook his arm, tears streaming down her face.

"Tell me what happened." Song Sihang's big hands kept wiping away her tears, but her tears, like a dam that broke through a dam, could not be stopped.

"Can you give me another child? Can we go to the hospital and do another test tube? I can't live without Hao Xuan. I can't live without him." She pleaded as she woke up drunk.

"Xia Yuwei!" Song Sihang clutched her shoulder with both hands and shouted angrily, "Wake up."

"I'm wide awake. Let's make a test tube now!" Her eyes widened and she pulled him with all her might.

Looking at her obsession, he raised his hand angrily and smacked it out loud. "Xia Yuwei, you're awake. You've completely lost Han Haoxuan, both his people and his heart!"

"No, no, I don't want to listen. I don't want to listen." She covered her ears - she didn't want to hear the cruel reality he was talking about.

"Wake up!" Looking at her, he couldn't bear to continue forcing her, her fair face, and an obvious slap mark.

Song Sihang, who had calmed down, had a tinge of remorse in his dark eyes. He had really hit her just now!

Her long arm - reached out and held her in her arms. At this moment, Xia Yuwei could not tell where the pain was. All she felt was pain all over her body. Her hands, legs, arms, and even her face, but the most painful part was her heart.

"Woo woo..." Xia Yuwei, who was nestled in his arms, began to howl and cry.

Song Sihang just quietly hugged her, gently patted her back, and silently comforted her...

...

The next day, when Xia Yuwei woke up completely drunk, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

The sun was just right, and the wind blew up the curtains quietly. The light, which was thin and silky, came in, and a beam of light shone right on her face.

She woke up from her sleep, unable to adapt to the glare.

Her head ached so much that it was about to split open. As her various senses slowly woke up, she screamed pain from head to toe everywhere.

She pulled open the quilt, sat up, looked at the empty bedroom, and wanted to find - there was no trace of Han Haoxuan. A bitter smile spread around her mouth. She walked out of the room and looked at the equally empty living room. She knew that Si Hang had already left.

Sitting on the sofa, she seemed to see Hao Xuan massaging her thighs every afternoon. She picked up the phone and pressed Han Haoxuan's number without hesitation.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is not available. Sorry..."

She dropped her hands feebly, like a deflated balloon, sitting there, her mind full of flashing words, empty numbers, empty numbers...

How could it be an empty number?

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. The uneasiness in her heart spread like a flood. No, she was going to find him.

This time, she didn't choose to go to the company, but intuitively came to the Han family.

As she paced back and forth in front of the han family, there was nothing she could do.