Flash Marriage Game: The First Lady of the Wealthy

"Mr. Ye, the legend may be false, but Master, and Grand Master, they all..."

The first two heirs of the Ye family didn't live past thirty.

Whether it's a coincidence, or the oath was fulfilled, Ye Fan is already 28 years old.

It's only two years away from 30 years old.

"Mother Zhang."

Ye Fan interrupted her, and said expressionlessly, "That's just a coincidence, I never believe in curses."

"Mr. Ye, no matter whether the curse is true or not, you must take good care of your body. The whole Ye family cannot do without you, and Young Madam cannot do without you."

Ye Fan nodded with a smile, served the soup that Mama Zhang put on the cabinet, and passed the empty bowl to her, "Mama Zhang's cooking is still as good as ever, this soup is delicious, when the girl wakes up , Let her drink a bowl too."

Only then did Zhang Ma smile, but when her eyes fell on the woman lying on the bed, she became a little worried, "Mr. Ye, Ms. Tong must be very sad these days. Ms. Tong Mengqi is her only sister. Now that it has become like this again, speaking of it, Young Madam is really pitiful, Miss Tong Mengqi is also pitiful, she is young, but..."

Although Zhang Ma has never liked Tong Mengqi, she also sympathizes with Tong Mengqi now.

The girl in the Mood for Love turned into a vegetable.

In a vegetable state, there is almost no possibility of waking up again in a lifetime.

If you are lucky, there are some who regain consciousness and wake up, but there are too few such lucky people.

A look of worry appeared between Ye Fan's brows.

He knew how much Tong Caiwei cared about her younger sister.

It might be very difficult for her to accept the fact that Tong Mengqi has become a vegetable.

What worries him even more is that although Tong Mengqi is alive, she is no different from dead, and her current state will make people feel even more heartbroken.

Can the relationship between him and Tong Caiwei be the same as before?

"Meng Qi, Meng Qi..."

"No, Meng Qi, get out of the way."

The nightmares continued, and the scene of Tong Mengqi being hit by a car kept replaying in her dreams.

Every time, as a bystander, she stood aside and watched the tragic scene happen.

She yelled hard, trying to rush to pull her away, but no matter what she did, she couldn't stop it.

Her heart contracted in bursts of pain, and she rushed over again and again, pulling up her younger sister who was lying in a pool of blood.

A lot of blood. . .

Tong Mengqi was bleeding continuously all over her body, from her mouth, eyes, nose, ears, as well as her chest and limbs. . .

Her hands were covered in blood.

The sister who closed her eyes in her arms suddenly opened them, and grabbed her by the neck like a ghost, "You killed me, Tong Caiwei, you are so cruel, why didn't you give him to me? Everything I like has been taken away by you since I was a child, why can't you let me just once, I hate you, I hate you... Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go."

"Girl, girl." Someone was calling her name. The voice sounded familiar and gentle, but the gentle tone was full of worry.

She was shaken awake.

In the quiet night, she could clearly hear her rapid and disordered heartbeat.

Her eyes were out of focus, as if she hadn't fully woken up from her dream, she looked at the white ceiling in a daze.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?"