"I don't understand here. My wife was fine before she went to the hotel. She has been like this since she came out. "

The housekeeper sighed, waved and looked upstairs. He saw Yan Anxi's back and disappeared at the entrance of the corridor.

Yan'anhi returned to the master's bedroom like a walking corpse.

She has no expression, no tears, no extra emotions, but it makes people feel inexplicable.

Finally, when she went into the bedroom and saw a man's watch on the cabinet, she suddenly collapsed.

That's the watch that Mu Chi Yao wore. It's his thing.

As for Angie, when she saw the watch, she thought back to what she saw when she walked into the bedroom of the presidential suite.

How dirty

Yan Anxi's vision was suddenly blurred, tears fell down, but she did not cry.

The original pain to the extreme, is already numb, do not feel any pain.

It's that she looks up to herself too much, and thinks that Mu Chi Yaozhen will fall in love with her.

In fact, he and Qin Su have always had close contacts, but she didn't know.

He Qianqing is right. He doesn't know anything. He is kept in the dark, cheated and treated as a It's just a tool to have a baby.

Qin Su's heart is not good. She is at great risk of pregnancy. What about her? She happened to be pregnant with the child again.

Yan Anxi thought, from the beginning to the end, Mu Chi Yao cares about not her, but her children.

It's no wonder that all his words and sentences are inseparable from the child, and all of them require her to give birth to the child peacefully.

Yan Anxi thought of the child, suddenly burst into tears, slowly squatting on the ground, holding his knees, crying too much for himself.

"Son My child, born, is destined to be separated from me... "

She sobbed and sobbed to herself.

In this case, the possibility of her having custody of her children is basically zero.

Mu Chi Yao calculated her so carefully, step by step, and even begged her in a low voice, all in order to let her give birth to the child well.

Therefore, Mu Chi Yao spent so much energy and thought for the sake of children. How could he easily let Yanxi have the custody of children?

It's doomed that this child, she can't get, and in the future, 99% of the time, will call Qin Su "mother".

How can Yanxi accept this?

She squatted on the ground, crying almost to her back.

Children, her children, her blood.

From the beginning, she could be admired by Mu Chi Yao, but also by Qin su.

Yan Anxi hated his appearance for the first time, why he was so similar to Qin su.

Without this look, nothing would have happened.

Yan Anxi didn't know how long he cried, his voice was hoarse, his eyes were swollen, his body had no strength, and he almost fainted.

She lay on her side on the sofa, her hands under her head, curled up in a small ball, and slowly fell asleep in tears.

Yan Anxi was tired of crying, and cried to almost collapse. Even if she slept, she was still confused and half awake.

The place of the left atrium is still in dull pain, and the pain goes into the bone.

Just as Yanxi was sleeping, Mu Chi Yao came back.

After receiving the notice from the security guard at the door, the housekeeper went to the garden in a hurry and waited respectfully for mu Chi Yao's arrival.

When the housekeeper saw the gauze on Mu Chi Yao's arm, he was frightened: "Mr. mu, how did you get hurt?"

"It's OK, little wound. What about Yananxi? "

"My wife is upstairs. Now I should Go to sleep. "

Mu Chi Yao looks up and looks at the master bedroom on the second floor. He finds that the light is still on.

He went inside at once, without a second's delay.

The housekeeper wanted to tell Mr. Mu about his wife's abnormal situation, but he couldn't wait to see him in such a hurry, so he had to give up.

Mu Chi Yao walked up the stairs quickly. When he came to the door of the master bedroom, he stopped. He was not eager at all.

When he was in the car, he thought about her so much. Now she is in the car. Instead, he still A little hesitation.

Mu Chi Yao put down his shirt sleeve and buttoned it up carefully. In this way, he could not see that his arm was wrapped with gauze.

He gently pushed the door and walked in, even breathing very lightly, for fear of disturbing her.

Because the light in the master bedroom is still on, he is not sure whether she is sleeping or not.

Mu Chi Yao went in and looked into the bed, only to see that the bed was neat and flat, where was the shadow of Yanxi?

But just now the housekeeper said she was upstairs.

How can no one?

When Mu Chi Yao's heart sank, a kind of panic suddenly surged into his heart and spread all over his four limbs.

What about her? Don't you Run?

This thought flashed to the sea of brain, only saw Mu Chi Yao's frontal horn, jumping suddenly.

He immediately went to the bedside, walked two steps, and suddenly stopped, looked sideways on the sofa.

It turns out She's here.

On the sofa, Yan Anxi curled up in a small ball, where she fell asleep and her hair covered most of her face.

No wonder he didn't see her just now.

Mu Chi Yao raised a heart, which slowly fell down.

He didn't go there at once, but he stood there and looked at her affectionately.

"Yan Anxi, Yan Anxi..."

Mu Chi Yao murmured her name, and her heart suddenly became incomparably soft.

When he looked at her, he suddenly felt that whether the drug effect had not gone away and had a seizure. Otherwise, if he looked at her like this, he would have such a strong reaction.

It turns out that in the face of people who really love, such a reaction is natural and uncontrolled.

Where else should we, like Qin Su, use all the mean means to make medicine?

Mu Chi Yao walked softly, and then slowly crouched in front of her. He wanted to stretch out his hand to help her pull her hair away, but he was afraid to wake her up.

He can only quietly look at her, even touch, is a luxury.

"Yan Anxi, do you know how much I miss you But why can't you be a little weak? "

"You are the only one who gets my most, and you are the only one who doesn't appreciate it."

"But I still I can't do without you. "

"Almost, Yanxi, almost. And you know what? At that time, how I struggled in my heart. "

"It's not you. I don't touch it. It's you. I can't touch it. I'm not interested in any other woman except you. "