After Marrying the Cold Villain

Ni Kun had no choice but to obey. Si Qian called out to him again, "Prepare more clothes hangers, I want to fly to the Golden Triangle!"

"What?" Ni Kun couldn't take it anymore. "Do you know your identity? Do you know how dangerous it is for you to go to the Golden Triangle like this? If..."

Si Qian interrupted him, "My wife is still in the Golden Triangle. She came out with me, I can't leave her there alone!"

Ni Kun was so angry that he rolled his eyes. "Your body is already in such a bad state, yet you're still fooling around. Let me tell you if anything happens to you and the Combat Division is in trouble, I definitely won't care. Tell me where your wife is, I'll personally pick her up for you."

"No, that's my wife, why should you pick her up?"

Ni Kun was furious. In his eyes, Si Qian had already become a muddle-headed monarch who had been blinded by love. He was too irrational.

"Why did you marry such a weak wife who can't take care of herself? Are you keeping her as a vase just for you to admire? You don't like to raise flowers either! You're pretty good at fighting, but why are you so bad at choosing people? Why don't you listen to me and ditch your wife? I'll introduce you to the god. With your charm, the god will definitely dump her useless husband and follow you."

"The military's iron law!" Si Qian glanced at him.

Ni Kun exploded. I went through a lot of trouble to save you, and you used military iron law to suppress me for your weak wife who can't take care of herself!

This is simply...

Forget it, I won't lower myself to your level.

"Yes!"

Ni Kun almost went into a standard military posture. The soldier's consciousness had already fused into his bones.

Soon, everything was arranged properly. A few adjutants brought the guards to escort the citizens back to the country, while Ni Kun and Si Qian boarded another plane with only a few personal attendants.

Si Qian was already badly injured. When the adjutant barged into the medical shed, he had just woken up from his coma. Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken so long to settle things. Without his responsibilities, his heart was filled with Bai Jing. He couldn't wait to fly to her side.

But, as soon as he boarded the plane, his fever started to persist. Ni Kun saw how energetic he was in the medical shed and thought that he was just suffering from a superficial injury. Only when he had a high fever did he realize that Si Qian was forcing himself to hold on.

"Are you courting death? Look at how deep your wound is. You weren't treated at all. It was just a simple bandage. Si Qian, do you know how important your life is?!"

Ni Kun was furious. He was angry that Si Qian did not make a sound despite suffering such a serious injury. Despite Ni Kun's rage, Si Qian was still worried about his love affair that he felt powerless.

The corners of Si Qian's mouth twitched. "Of course I know. If I don't go back, I don't know if she'll be worried!"

Ni Kun wanted to strangle him to death.

"Fine, go back and see her. I'll tell you, there's less than an hour left. Tell me, are you planning to meet your weak wife like this? I promise, she'll be scared to death!"

Si Qian frowned and looked down at himself. Bai Jing couldn't be scared to death, but she would definitely despise him.

"Arrange a hotel and get a doctor to bandage me up before I pick her up!"

Ni Kun wanted to refuse, but Si Qian immediately said, "This is an order!"

Ni Kun was so angry that he smashed the seats on the plane.

Ni Kun didn't know any doctors in the Golden Triangle. Plus, Si Qian had a special status, so he didn't dare to randomly look for people. After some thought, he gave Bai Jing a phone call, he didn't expect Bai Jing to agree to help him without getting mad at him.

Ni Kun was overjoyed. He wanted to matchmake Si Qian and Bai Jing even more.

After Bai Jing settled down with Bai Chen, she rushed to the hotel that Ni Kun had mentioned. Ni Kun dragged her into the room with a smug look on his face. Then, she saw Si Qian lying on the bed, looking at her with a pale face.