There are always bad guys trying to rob my husband

Chapter 457 He Will Have Nothing

At the entrance of the coffee shop, I sent Xiahou Xiyue into the car driven by Duanmu's family driver.

"Sister, when the surname Qin comes back to pick you up, I'll go first." Duanmu Xueying seemed to be in a good mood, with a bright smile on her face.

"Well, you go first, remember to contact me if you have anything to do." Duanmu Fengwu urged.

"Understood, goodbye!" Duanmu Xueying flicked her handbag and left easily.

Looking at her seemingly excited back, she should have been very happy today, but for some reason, Duanmu Fengwu suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart, and her heart was stuffy, like a storm was coming The previous sweltering heat made her feel a little out of breath.

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Quiet, as quiet as death, there is not even a trace of sound around.

Xiahou Xiyue's head was dizzy, as if trapped in her own world, she couldn't hear any sound from the outside world at all. After an unknown period of time, heavy footsteps came from her ears, as if something was moving She swept across her body, and then the footsteps left again.

I don't know how long it took, her mind gradually opened up, and then she remembered that she met two sisters from Duanmu's family in a coffee shop, and the waiter accidentally stained her skirt, Duanmu Xueying went to the bathroom with her to clean it...

Her thoughts froze, she saw a woman who looked exactly like her in the bathroom, her dress and makeup were the same as hers, she was surprised, and then her neck hurt and she passed out.

She opened her mouth, and suddenly there was a sound of ah, her eyes opened, and she suddenly struggled from the bed.

Hey, she yelled out just now, can she speak?
She looked around and found that she was lying on the bed at home, but, no, the smell was wrong, although the room was exactly the same, even the murals on the walls were very similar, no, the paintings on the walls, she repainted It's only half painted, but everything here is the same as the new painting.

"Husband... where are you?" She tried it, but she didn't expect to be able to speak. Is she dreaming?She reached out and stroked her throat in surprise. She had been dumb for two years. She thought she would never be able to speak again. She poked the back of her hand in disbelief. It hurt. She was not dreaming, she really I can speak now.

Xiahou Xiyue jumped out of bed in surprise, she didn't even put on her shoes, she almost jumped and ran out, shouting loudly, "Husband, I can talk now, where are you? Husband..."

She pushed open the door and ran to the study along the familiar but somewhat weird corridor. She wanted to tell him as soon as possible that she could finally speak.

She came to the study room, pushed open the study room, the sun came in from the window, and saw a tall and strong figure standing in front of the bookshelf facing her, she ran over without thinking, hugging his waist with her back, joy Said incomparably: "Husband, I can speak now. I don't need to use sign language anymore, I can communicate with others with pen and paper. Husband... Huh..." The palms on his body tightened, but it was cold to the touch. Something was wrong, Duanmuxiu's body had already returned to normal body temperature, and his smell was not right, Xia Hou Xiyue's face turned pale immediately, she quickly let go of her hand and backed away, looked at him in horror, gasped for a while Ask in a tone: "You are not my husband, who are you?"

The man turned around slowly. He was very cold. Even the warm sunlight shining on his body gave people the illusion that it was cold light.

His face is very handsome, the combination of facial features is impeccable, and his figure is more standard than any model she has ever seen.

(End of this chapter)