Runaway wife is very charming

Chapter 42
Looking at Wen Qingruo's slightly pale face on the screen, she is now curled up on the bed, basically lying down except for going to the bathroom.

Really stubborn enough!
Yan Junchen dropped the phone violently, lit a cigar and stood by the window.

Yan Junchen coughed violently, "cough cough cough cough cough cough cough."

Damn it, I'm so sick of it!

The TV screen was always frozen on Wen Qingruoyi curled up on the big bed, very quiet without any sound.

"Damn woman." Yan Junchen cursed in a low voice, as if he couldn't bear the torment in his heart anymore, he grabbed the coat on the table and rushed out.

The scene in front of Wen Qingruo's eyes seemed a little blurry, she remembered that she hadn't eaten before the day she quarreled with Yan Junchen.

Up to now, it has been more than two days.

Wen Qingruo's stomach kept making hungry sounds, and she wanted to open her eyes to see the time, but her eyelids were unusually heavy, so hungry, so tired...

So hungry, so hungry... I'm really starving to death!I was so hungry that I didn't even have the strength to lift my eyelids.

Wen Qingruo covered her stomach with both hands, scolding Yan Junchen in her heart.

Damn man, so cruel!You don't need to go downstairs, and you know that the servants downstairs will soon be unable to hold on.

Wen Qingruo raised her frivolous arm, and subconsciously touched the glass on the bedside table.

Already drank a lot of water, no food... had to rely on drinking water.

The arm suddenly fell into the air, and the glass fell to the ground, making a harsh sound.

A little bit of water trickled from the expensive white carpet... and was absorbed by the carpet.

Wen Qingruo's hand fell heavily on the bedside table, and accidentally touched an edge, it hurt very much...

But the sound of her stomach quickly distracted her...

I was so hungry, I was so hungry that I had no strength at all.

She closed her eyes drowsily, and Wen Qingruo's stomach kept making hungry sounds...

When Yan Junchen returned to the villa, the servants were all standing in the living room with drooping heads, not angry at all.

But when they saw Yan Junchen coming back, they still stood up neatly, "Master..."

"Where's the young lady?"

"Young Mistress is still upstairs... She hasn't come down all this time."

"Young Master... It's been so many days, Young Mistress only drinks water and hasn't eaten anything... It doesn't matter if our servants are hungry, but Young Mistress's body is delicate... I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on..."

The servant was a little worried. Yesterday when he saw the young mistress came downstairs, her face was extremely pale...

When has a rich young lady been treated like this?
After hearing what the servant said, Yan Junchen just nodded lightly, a touch of distress flashed across his eyes, and then disappeared without a trace.

With the coat on his arm, Yan Junchen walked into the bedroom wearing only a shirt.

It was 09:30 in the evening and it was dark in the huge bedroom.

With the light of the street lamp outside the window, Yan Junchen saw a woman curled up on the big bed in the center of the room.

Just covered with a white cashmere blanket.

When Wen Qingruo slept, she curled up slightly, like an insecure child.

Her long curly hair was scattered lazily on the pillow, looking down, her face was extremely pale.

There was not even a trace of blood on the lips, and the skin was broken.

(End of this chapter)