"Ahem, who are you to ask me?"

"I am your wife. Luo Chuli said confidently, "So, I want to know why you brought me here." "

"Oh, then I regret marrying you very much. "

said this, but the man held Luo Chuli's little hand instead, and he used a lot of strength, as if he was going to crush her.

Luo Chuli was in pain, but he didn't make a sound.

After a long time, the man spoke.

"This was once the island I bought, and I gave it to ...... A birthday present for my first love. "

"Wow. Luo Chu left without expression.

She thought that rich people are heroic.

Not only did Luo Chuli not even have his first love, but no one gave him such a scary island.

"Later, because of my father, we weren't together. She returned to the place alone, sold the island to someone else, and jumped into the sea. And I kept looking for this land, only to learn later that it was bought by your father. "

"But what does that have to do with me? Luo Chuli continued to be expressionless.

Qi Yang touched the bridge of his nose with his long fingers to relieve the pain caused by the cold, he slowly got up, leaned on the pillow behind him, and continued, "I have a deal with your father, as long as I marry you, he can return this island to me." At that time, half a year before your accident, the Luoshi Group was about to die after all. "

"So, you married me to get this island back to remember your old lover?"

"Ahem, you can say that. "

Luo Chuli curled the corner of her mouth, pulled away her little hand, she took out the antipyretic patch next to her, and clasped it on the man's fair and full forehead.

"You'd better sleep. The doctor said you should get some rest. "

"Don't you want to ask me why you want to open that door?" Qi Yang narrowed his eyes.

Luo Chuli shook his head, "That's your privacy, I don't want to hear it." "

It's nothing more than a relic of an old lover, why should I mind? Just looking at his scary attitude just now, I'm afraid, he really loves that woman.

Qi Yang saw Luo Chuli say this, and subconsciously raised his big hand, wanting to touch her little face, but the next second, he was fiercely dodged by Luo Chuli.

"Jealous?" the man laughed instead of being angry.

Luo Chuli's dark and bright eyes flashed with resentment, and some indescribable emotions, she nodded, "Yes, I'm jealous." "

Even if Luo Chuli didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that just now, she was really awkward in her heart.

She doesn't think it's jealousy because she doesn't love this man.

However, Qi Yang was so fierce in the corridor just now, for the sake of another woman he cherished, and he wouldn't be happy when he thought about it.

The hour hand slowly passed through midnight, and the person in the bed gradually fell asleep, and from time to time he opened his eyes to look at the little woman sitting in front of the window, and bent the corners of his mouth.

Maybe it's because the sick person is too fragile that he tells her this.

Although, with some reservations.

The next morning, it was drizzling on the island, and Luo Chuli got up from bed tiredly, and then saw the quilt on his body.

Qi Yang should have woken up and was not here.

Luo Chuli rubbed her sore head and took out her mobile phone, she originally wanted to watch the news, but she accidentally saw twenty calls in silent mode.

The little hand dialed back and quickly passed.

"Big brother, international calls, have something to say. The tone pretended to be relaxed, and Luo Chuli didn't know how to face Jiang Lizhi.

The person on the other side seemed to have expected it for a long time and didn't say much.

His tone was a little serious, "Xiaoli, how are you?"

"It's good. "

"Is it safe?"

"It's safe. Luo Chuli got out of bed and saw a man standing in the rose manor with an umbrella in the rain.

His slender body is tall and noble in the sea of flowers, and those flowers are not as beautiful as him.

On the phone, there was a momentary pause, and Jiang Lizhi opened his mouth, "There are clues to your life experience." "

Downstairs, Qi Yang seemed to sense something, turned around and looked up at the direction where Luo Chuli was.

He smiled at her on the windowsill, remembering the scene from last night.

Last night, he was uncomfortably chilled, and it was the little woman upstairs who helped him wipe the sweat from his forehead and feed him water.

After his mother's death, there was no woman who took such care of him anymore.

And this woman, who has been used by herself, actually took care of herself all night. When she woke up, her eyes were swollen.

Luo Chuli, although I don't want to admit it, I seem to be a little different to you.