Dear Husband, Come to Me

The room was quiet for a moment. Shen Rongxin shook her head helplessly. She didn't understand that other people entered the temple in a calm and natural state. Why was Anhui so impatient.

After a while, Shen Rong looked at the door angrily. A woman who looked like a shrew passed by, followed by several bodyguards, carrying a woman on her shoulder, and was walking through the door. When she was about to finish, Shen Rongxin saw clearly the woman on the bodyguard's shoulder. It turned out to be Qin Zixia.

Shen Rongxin immediately followed up. The group of people walked down the corridor where there were fewer people, and then they entered the elevator. At the moment the elevator door closed, she saw clearly that the person who looked like a "Shrew" was Sui Rong.

Shen Rongxin returns to the ward with a lot of doubts. Sui Rong grabs Qin Zixia. This is why she hates her so much. She should be out of sight and out of mind. How could this happen? Something must have happened. Shen Rong's face became dignified.

"Send all the recent photos of Qin Zixia and investigate what happened recently." Shen Rongxin edited a message to send, and then slowly entered the ward.

As soon as she got in, Anhui rushed over and grabbed Shen Rongxin's hand. Her eyes were flustered, "Rongxin! The doctor has just come and said that Chujie will be in a coma for several days. What can I do? " Anhui's tears fell again.

Shen Rong Xin's face changed. He quickly took out his hand and ran out to find a doctor.

"Generally speaking, Mr. Xi wakes up in a day or two, but he is a little different. It seems that he has been in a coma due to some kind of medicine. We have not found out the specific drug."

Shen Rongxin's eyelashes tremble. The medicine, Xi Chujie's injected medicine, should be that one.

As soon as the words fell, Xi Chujie reached out and touched his forehead. His head was estimated to have been made into zongzi by Bao. Then he put down his hand and moved his lips. "Rong Xin, I remember Qin Zixia was there when I was sent here. What happened to her?" Xi Chujie is not very worried about Qin Zixia. She was pushed out by him and suffered some skin injuries at most. There should be nothing wrong with her. But when I think of the scene that day, Xi Chujie's eyes are full of thick shadows.

With Xi Chujie's question, Shen Rongxin felt her excitement disappear in a moment. She turned her head and looked out of the window with her face on her side. The time is really open. There are two weeks to go before the new year. The new year has already arrived. At this time, she doesn't know, and a sneer rises from the corners of her mouth. "Yi, it's Spring Festival. What are you going to do this year ？” Shen Rongxin's line of sight is left in the bare tree outside the window, which seems to have a trace of green.

"Tolerance?" Xi Chujie doubts, he just asked is not this, but still replied: "every year the Chinese New Year is no different."

"Let's celebrate the new year together like when we were young. We make snowmen together, have snowball fights and watch fireworks together." Shen Rongxin's eyes become far-reaching, with a soft smile on his face.

"I'll talk about it then." Xi Chujie bent over and put on his shoes again. He'd better go to Qin Zixia.

Shen Rongxin listened to the rustle of shoes and the sound of footsteps. Just as perfunctory as his reply, Shen Rongxin took a deep breath and secretly counted Xi Chujie's steps. When the door handle was twisted, she turned around and called to the figure who was about to leave, "you don't have to go to Qin Zixia. She's back to the Song family."

Shen Rongxin saw the figure immediately freeze frame, about a few seconds later, the door closed, cut off the line of sight.

Shen Rongxin maintains the posture of gazing, and his face is unusually calm. After a while, he takes out his mobile phone and gives instructions.

Qin Zixia has been brought back to the Song family for a week. During this period, she has never seen anyone else except Sui Rong. She was shut up in a room alone. There was a chair in the room three days ago. Now there is only one window bed left. That day, she took a chair and smashed the window, ready to jump out of the window, but she was still killed by Sui Rong Got it back. Now the window glass of this room has been replaced with toughened and nailed to death. She seems to have no chance to escape.

When the door rang, Qin Zixia lay in bed and did not move. She knew that the person who had come to deliver lunch was coming.

"Brush" sound, the curtain was opened, bright and dazzling light immediately poured in. Qin Zixia could not help but close her eyes. She hadn't seen the sun for three or four days. The window was covered by a thick curtain, so the sunlight couldn't get through. The lights here were only on at night and at dinner. The rest of the time it was night. Qin Zixia really wanted to look in the mirror Is she as pale as a vampire now.

After a while, Qin Zixia felt comfortable with her eyes, and then slowly opened her eyes and looked at the old maid who came in. Qin Zixia always thought that the old maid was the embodiment of mammy Rong, while Sui Rong was the empress.

"What are you going to eat today, Aunt Li?" Qin Zixia sat up and looked at the ground. There was nothing on the ground. "Didn't Aunt Li eat today?"

Aunt Li didn't speak. She looked at Qin Zixia with cold eyes. She looked at her from top to bottom. She said with her mouth, "there's no lunch today." The sound is like the crow at dusk, and it is shrill and frightening."Oh, let's forget it. I just lost weight." Qin Zixia lies on the bed again, looking very casual.

Aunt Li glared at Qin Zixia fiercely, looked out of the door, and then respectfully retreated to one side.

The visitor is sui Rong. She hasn't seen her for a few days. Qin Zixia feels that her complexion is much better. Her face is flushed and she has put on lipstick. The whole person is energetic.

"Mrs. song, how long will you keep me in custody?" Qin Zixia squinted at Sui Rong and asked.

Sui Rong didn't speak and turned her body to the side. Qin Zixia looked strange. A small fat woman came in. The little woman should be 50 or 60 years old. She was wearing a Daopao, which was worn and patched. The dress was not fit well. Her face was white as if touched with powder. Her lips were red. The first feeling for Qin Zixia was that a Japanese Geisha had put on a Chinese Taoist robe. There was a strong contrast and a sense of abruptness Xia couldn't help but frown and looked at them quietly.

The woman seemed to have something to say to Sui Rong. Sui Rong bent down slightly, and the woman put her mouth together and said a lot of words that she could not understand. Qin Zixia felt that it was a curse.

"Mrs. song, are you a contemporary person or a person with higher education? Do you want to believe in ghosts and gods? " Qin Zixia said that the scene just like the feudal superstition described in the previous school textbooks.

As soon as Qin Zixia's words fell, Sui Rong's knife like eyes flew over.

"Miss, don't you believe in ghosts? Miss, don't you fear that the ghost will drag you into hell It was the little woman who opened her mouth. She was somber, like a man standing in the grave on the TV.

Qin Zixia's heart suddenly jumped for a while, and her hand unconsciously grabbed the quilt. She felt uneasy in her heart, "what do you want?" Qin Zixia is facing Sui Rong Dao. She won't talk to a prodigy because they have nothing in common.

"What am I going to do? I want to go back to my Yawei." When Sui Rong talks, she has a smile on her face, which is directed at Qin Zixia. She seems to see other people through Qin Zixia.

Qin Zixia looks at Sui Rong's smile and feels scared. Can't there really be ghosts and gods in this world? Qin Zixia pinched her hands and forced herself not to think about it. No, she didn't persecute song Yawei. These have nothing to do with her.

In Qin Zixia's concentration, the old woman looked at Qin Zixia with a smile on her lips.

In the basement of the Song family, there are burning incense candles. It is clear that there is no wind, but the candle flame is flickering, and the servants around are not able to help but bow their heads and shiver.

It's not like a modern house, but rather antique. The basement is divided into three deep yards. You have to go through the flower drop gate and enter a courtyard, and then the house. It's just the hanging flower gate. The houses are all made of bamboo. The doors are wrapped in paper and painted with colorful colors.

Sui Rong knelt down on a futon. In front of him was a coffin. Incense candles were burning around the coffin. The light of the candle lit up the whole room. This was the layout of song Yawei's bedroom. There were sofas, wardrobes and all that should be. But the bed was replaced by a coffin. Song Yawei is lying inside, but her face is a little strange. Her face is several times bigger than usual. It is because she has been immersed in the river for too long. There are also many holes on her face, which seems to have been bitten by something. However, her face is not pale, and it is covered with makeup, especially the red and gorgeous lips. It looks particularly frightening.

"The woman is ready." One side of the old woman said, holding a paper Figurine in her hand. The villain looks like a miniature song Yawei lying in a coffin.

With tears in her eyes, Sui Rong quickly took over the little paper man. She touched it in a precious and heavy place. The back of the little paper man was Qin Zixia's.

"What time is it?" Sui Rong suddenly asked.

"One more hour." The old woman was on the side of the road. Her altar had been set up. There was a censer on the table, and three thick incense sticks were inserted in it.

"Chu Jie, I found out that the person who jumped into the river recently is song Yawei. However, the Song family claimed that she had traveled abroad, and there were updates in her microblog. Look, song Yawei took this picture when she was in Budapest, Belgium. However, there is a defect in this photo. She is similar to the one taken under Big Ben in London."

"So song Yawei died, and then the elder brother said that he went to find his sister-in-law and had a car to bump into her sister-in-law. In this way, people in the Song family think that his sister-in-law caused song Yawei to jump into the river." Feng Xu's voice with surprise and panic, "big brother, sister-in-law should have an accident."

Xi Chujie's face has been very heavy, hand unconsciously into a fist, "to the Song family." There was a tremor in the voice.

Song Guoyi has been busy in city B these days. He is transferring industries. Since the alliance between the Huo family and the Xi family, the Song family's industry has been suppressed. Another Sui family has not managed well, and his previous investment has not been recovered, which is almost in vain. Fortunately, there are Mo's family. I don't know what's going on with Chendong. Recently, Mo Chendong has been sent abroad to look for new partners.

At this time, the mobile phone vibrated, and song Guoyi's thoughts were taken back. He glanced at the phone number. His brow frowned. It was Sui Rong's phone. When he thought of Sui Rong, song Guoyi was not good. The influence of the last quarrel had not disappeared.www.readwn.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!