It was drizzling outside, and Si Wan wrapped herself in a quilt and nestled on the sofa and picked up a small steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth. Three days have passed since that incident, and the left side of the girl's face is still not swollen, and it is puffed up, according to Ling Qing's words, it is "a squirrel gnawing pear".

In the past three days, Wei Chengbao was afraid that things would be troublesome, so he forced Si Wan to rest at home, and he also said, "Recuperate." Zhuang Haotang did not appear for a long time after that incident.

Si Wan originally wanted to go to the hospital to see if there was any cartilage tissue contusion, but when she thought that Zhuang Haotang would know that she was causing trouble, she had to give up. Or Ling Qingran ran to the pharmacy to buy some anti-inflammatory drugs for the girl.

Ling Qingran sat next to Si Wan, flipped through the newspaper in his hand, and suddenly screamed

"Oops!"

Si Wan's hands trembled in fright, looking at the xiaolongbao on the ground that was broken into thousands of pieces, Si Wan just wanted to open her mouth to blame Ling Qing for screaming, but the girl gagged her mouth

"Si Wan, look, Wan Xiao Gu forehead! He actually got in the newspaper! ”

Si Wan was surprised, and said, "What's wrong?" Isn't it common for him to be in the newspaper? ”

"It is said that the group under his name and the two groups of Yi Tiandun Huang are fighting an economic war, and the two companies behind are century-old enterprises with very deep roots."

"So what?" Si Wan took a sip of soy milk, glanced at the newspaper and said, "Shouldn't this be a common thing?" ”

Ling Qingran looked at Si Wan's side face, suddenly got up, put the newspaper in front of the girl, and pointed to the big black characters on the newspaper, "But." But look! ”

Ling Qingran's tone was very strange, "The heads of the latter two groups are said to have committed suicide in the villa this morning, one hanged himself and the other was poisoned by gas. ”

When Si Wan heard this, she felt that the bun she had just put into her mouth was like a hot soldering iron tumbling in her throat, and the hot girl wanted to spit it out but couldn't do anything, so she had to choke in her throat and be embarrassed.

A sense of fear came over her face, like air in every corner of the girl's body. Si Wan only felt that she had no way to escape.

"He ......" Si Wan swallowed the bun in her throat with difficulty, swallowed another mouthful of saliva, and looked at Ling Qingran with wide eyes in disbelief, "Is it really Wan Xiaogu?" ”

Before Ling Qingran could answer, Si Wan stood up and muttered, "He, he started, no, he will look for me!" No! ”

The girl's tone was small at first, then it grew louder and louder, almost into a heart-rending roar.

"Si, Si Wan!" Ling Qingran was obviously frightened, hugged the pillow tightly and looked at the girl's back and yelled, pulling the girl back to reality.

"Huh?" Si Wan looked at Ling Qingran as if she had just woken up from a dream, "What's wrong?" ”

"Wan Xiao Gu has started to take revenge! Those two groups had persecuted him with the Si family, he, he began to take revenge on them, he, he wouldn't let me go! Si Wan's eyes were bloodshot, dim but with a trace of pale light.

"How is it possible" Si Wan smiled bitterly and shook her head.

"He loves you," Ling Qingran took a deep breath, "He wants you, he loves you, definitely." ”

"Her affection for her husband is really just a natural reaction to the man's caresses and the comfort of life that arises in the woman. Most women take this reaction as love. It's a passive feeling that can arise towards any person, just as a vine can cling to any tree. Because this affection can make a girl marry any man who needs her, and it is believed that over time she will fall in love with this person, so worldly opinion determines its power. But what is this feeling? It is nothing more than the satisfaction of a secure life, the pride of having a family, the complacency of someone who needs it, and the pride of building a family of one's own. Si Wan looked at Ling Qing and said the famous passage in "The Moon and Sixpence".

"Love, first and foremost, is an instinct, either born or never."

"There are more rooms in the heart than in the Bitch Hotel."