Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Chanel's face turned pale, and she turned around to find someone for help, but she heard the sound of the balcony door opening.

Su Shijie was pressing against the wall with one hand, his face was pale, his lips were livid, and his tall figure was shaking a bit.

Xia Naier took a few quick steps and held him by the arm: "What's the matter, what's the matter? Su Shijie, don't scare me!"

"Don't worry, it happens regularly." Su Shijie endured it, and was helped by Chanel to sit on the bed.

Xia Naier rarely saw Su Shijie's illness flare up. Usually when he was in pain, he would go to the bathroom and not let her see him, so she didn't know that the pain would often attack.

Now looking at Su Shijie's pale face, sweat all over his head, cold limbs, and tightly drawn eyebrows...

Chanel was overwhelmed with anxiety: "I, this is the doctor!"

"It's no use calling a doctor."

"Then... how about that?"

"Just lie down."

Xia Naier poured Su Shijie a glass of warm water, fed him medicine, and watched him gradually calm down a little, and she began to let go of her nervousness.Sitting on the edge of the bed, she held his hand and complained why he went to the balcony to enjoy the wind in such a cold day.

"It has nothing to do with the blowing."

"There is no direct relationship, there is also an indirect relationship - what if you catch a cold and have a fever!"

Su Shijie raised his eyebrows lightly: "It's okay, you will take care of me."

Chanel's anger suddenly disappeared.

Su Shijie stretched out his hand to hug her: "Come here."

"My hair is still wet..."

"It's ok."

Xia Naier remembered Su Shijie said before that holding her would not hurt, so she took a hair dryer to quickly dry her hair, then took off her shoes, lay down beside him, and hugged him gently.

Su Shijie rested his chin gently on her hair, smelling the fragrance of her hair.

And her face was pressed against Su Shijie's chest, listening to every steady and powerful heartbeat——

"Plop, plop, plop."

Outside the window is the dark night and the sound of pattering rain.

At such a moment, the ward is surrounded by a small warm atmosphere, and Chanel really likes this moment very much.

Xia Nai'er's eyes suddenly fell on the back of Su Shijie's hand, the price tag hadn't been torn off...

She took his hand and said in a low voice: "Su Shijie, I bought you back, and now you are mine...Take good care of yourself, you know?"

"Ah."

Su Shijie responded softly, and the voice shook in her ears.

……

Ding dong, the elevator door opened.

Chanel took Su Shijie's hand and was about to step into the elevator, her smile froze on her lips.

"Ian, the elevator is here." In the elevator, He Xiuzi was about to get out of the elevator holding Mu Xicheng's hand, wondering why he stood still, "Let's go."

Mu Xicheng's gaze fell directly on Chanel's body, slowly moved down, and landed on Su Shijie's hand holding her.

He Xiuzi turned around and saw Su Shijie and Xia Naier.

Meeting unexpectedly, Su Shijie's brown eyes darkened slightly, and he tightly held Chanel's arm.

Xia Naier did not expect to meet her like this, her lips moved, and she turned her face away: "Su Shijie, let's... wait for the next elevator."

She had already bid farewell to Mu Xicheng, and from then on, she was a stranger who had nothing to do with her.

Before the elevator door closed, Mu Xicheng suddenly took a step and walked out of the elevator.

Su Shijie put his arms around Chanel's waist and led her into the elevator, where the two men passed by.

Chanel lowered her eyelashes, not daring to look at Mu Xicheng more!

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