In half an hour.

The door of the ward was flung open from the outside.

Chi Jiao and Quan Jue hear the news and look at the door.

See ye Yichen face expressionless walk slowly into the ward.

He took a look at Lu Xian, who was still sleeping on the bed. His eyes fell on Quan Jue and Chi Jiao.

With a deep look in his eyes, ye Yichen stood in front of Quan Jue and Chi Jiao, with a gentle smile on his face: "I just heard the doctor say that you sent my wife to the hospital, thank you."

His tone is very natural, and the expression on his face is impeccable, which makes people unable to distinguish the clue.

Right Jue see ye Yichen to this share, but also as if nothing happened to pretend to know nothing, continue to play to him, lips suddenly aroused a mocking smile: "your wife?"

Simple rhetorical question is like a knife, poking into Ye Yichen's heart.

He especially hates people questioning his relationship with Lu Xian.

In his eyes, Lu Xian is his wife, which is a fact that no one can change.

But in front of this wild seed, dare to question him?

Without waiting for ye Yichen to speak, Chi Jiao stands up from the hospital bed, looks at Ye Yichen with questioning eyes, and says: "Mr. Ye, where's your face?"

Ye Yichen turned his head and looked at Chi Jiao: "what do you mean, miss?"

Chi Jiao winked innocently at Ye Yichen: "you and Lu Xian didn't hold a wedding ceremony or get a marriage certificate. When did she become your wife? You said that just now. It's bad reputation. Do you know that? "

Ye Yichen's face was completely gloomy, and his smile disappeared.

"You investigate me?" He clenched a fist to ask, the vision dead stares at late Jiao.

He thought it was a coincidence that he met Quan Jue in the convenience store that day.

It seems that Quan Jue came here after investigating and knowing something.

Who is this girl?

Why are you talking to him here?

Right Jue flash body, block in front of the late Jiao, light looking at Ye Yichen: "you don't be sentimental, we investigate is Lin Yue."

Hearing Quan Jue say our two words, Chi Jiao's heart is pounding.

Looking at his back in front of her, she couldn't help lifting her lips.

Ye Yichen took a deep breath and spit it out slowly. Looking at Quan Jue, he said, "I don't know who Lin Yue is. Only my wife, Lu Xian, is here. Lin Yue is dead. "

As long as he does not admit that Lu Xian is Lin Yue, then Lu Xian is Lu Xian, and she will never recover Lin Yue's identity.

"Even if you change her status and make her forget the past, she still doesn't love you." Right Jue's lips angle pulls up a lazy radian, the vision is indifferent looking at Ye Yichen, as if is looking at a wretch.

Whether his eyes or his words, all deeply hurt Ye Yichen.

"You're talking nonsense!" Ye Yichen's tone suddenly raised a few tones, his fist creaked, and the veins on his forehead burst, "I'm Lu Xian's husband, and her favorite person is me. You two get out of here now. You are not allowed to disturb my wife's rest here! "

Quan Jue stood there and didn't move, but he was more and more sarcastic when he looked at Ye Yichen.