It's too hard to chase after a runaway wife

Outside the door of the operating room, Han Yun stood there with a face full of anger, with a fierceness that could not be concealed under her flawless makeup.

Beside her stood Ye Changxiong and Father Han with sad expressions.

Seeing Ziyi, Mrs. Han seemed to have found someone to vent her anger on, and raised one hand without hesitation.

'Slap' a heavy slap brought a sharp slap to Ziyi.

Ziyi's figure was unstable, and she fell heavily to the ground.

A drop of blood slowly slid down her bluish and red face.

When Assistant Lin saw it, he quickly stood in front of Ziyi, pleading in his voice, "Ma'am, the young master was hit by something to save Miss Shu. If Miss Shu makes another mistake, how can we explain to the young master?" ah!"

"Stop pressing me with Che'er, no matter what, I'm his mommy, I don't believe it, he dares to do something to me." Han Yun looked at Ziyi aggressively, raised one hand again .

This woman is really a disaster, she dared to hurt Che'er so badly.

Today, she must beat her to death.

"Oh, our Ye family is going to end." A voice came cautiously.

Han Yun was taken aback for a moment, and stopped abruptly with one hand in mid-air.

The woman in front of her was the candidate for her future daughter-in-law whom she had put so much effort into asking Che'er to come. If she was really beaten to death, wouldn't Che'er just have an excuse not to marry for the rest of her life.

No, she can't let the Ye family die.

The hand was slowly lowered, but the voice was as sharp as a dagger.

"Today, I will let you go first. If you dare to cause Che'er to be injured for you again, I will definitely have a way to make you disappear from this world."

Ziyi smiled coldly, her eyes casually looked at the arrogant woman in front of her.

But I felt a little funny in my heart.

The two of them are really of the same origin.

The same arrogance and domineering, the same unreasonable.

'Cough, cough. Beside him, Father Han suddenly coughed non-stop.

An old face was slightly reddened.

I hope no one scolds him for not being able to raise his daughter.

Han Yun looked over coldly, and Father Han's cough stopped abruptly.

The door of the operating room finally opened, and the dean walked out with a tired face.

Han Yun saw it, and hurried forward, her voice still arrogant and arrogant, "Dean, how is Che'er's injury?"

"Don't worry, ma'am, although the nightclub injured her head, luckily the injury is not serious. I don't think it will be long before I wake up."

"How long is not long, I want to know an approximate time." Han Yun raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at the dean sharply with her eyes.

"Before dark." There was a trace of hesitation in the slightly aged voice.

In the intensive care unit, Ye Che lay quietly on the bed, the side of his face was sharp and graceful, like a prince in a Greek fairy tale.

A pair of eyebrows are tightly furrowed, as if struggling with something?

Not far from him, Han Yun sat there with a tired face, staring at the person lying on the bed without blinking.

If he can't wake up before dark, she must make these doctors look good.

The house was quiet, and no one dared to speak, for fear of offending that woman by accident and causing an unwarranted disaster. Even the setting sun quietly disappeared into the mountains, absorbing the last ray of light.

It's getting dark.

Assistant Lin saw it, and stood up quickly, "Madam, you have been guarding here for a day, you should go back and rest for a while, as long as we are here."