2: 00 PM. The children still hadn't returned. Little Wan once again hated herself for being a failed mother. The children didn't have a phone, so they couldn't be reached at all.

When the three hands pointed to three o'clock, Wan'er finally heard the door open.

Jumping off the bed, she ran to the door like a teenage girl.

"Mommy, we're back."

The first person to enter the room was Qing'er, but she didn't have a smile on her face.

"Qing Er, what's wrong with you two? Where's your brother? What about Joseph? "

Wan walked to the door and saw that the corridor was empty.

"Mommy, daddy is very haggard. Brother and Joseph sent daddy to the hospital."

Qing'er sat on the sofa and cried.

"He went to the hospital, what happened to your dad? Why was he out of the hospital? Injured? "

Hearing that, Wan'er grabbed her daughter and asked anxiously.

"Mommy, you have to be prepared. Daddy has been abused by them and is very haggard. He isn't as handsome as he was before. If you look at him for the first time, you probably won't recognize him."

Qing Er sniffled with tears.

"Qing Zi, Oshima, she mistreated your dad."

Little Wan's heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife. Three years, three years, no matter how handsome she was, she wouldn't be able to bear it.

"Which hospital is your dad in, we'll go over right now."

"Mommy, Daddy said he didn't want you to see him like that. He told you not to go there for now."

Qing'er looked at Wan'er, feeling both upset and distressed.

Qing'er, don't listen to your father. Take Mommy and let her wait for your father for three years. No matter what he does, he belongs to your father.

Wan was so anxious that she was crying. Yi Fei said he didn't want her to go, so his injuries were really serious.

Qing'er was sad to see Wan'er crying, so she took her to the hospital.

"Mommy, can you stop crying? You should think of a better place, at least Daddy is still alive and sound."

Qing'er comforted Little Wan as she sat in the taxi.

"How could a child like you say such words? That's your father's doing!"

Little Wan wiped away her tears and felt sad.

What was the use of having a baby? He actually wanted her to cry. Who was the reason why Yi Fei had been trapped for three years?

Father is in good spirits, especially after we rescued him, he is very happy. After today, we can go home tomorrow, big brother said that we will not go back to Sicily. The first thing we need to do after we go back is to get you married.

Qing'er looked at Wan'er and said.

The car stopped at the hospital, and it was unknown if Wan'er's body was trembling due to nervousness or fear.

Reaching the 12th floor of the Inpatient Department, Wan stood outside the closed ward, yet didn't dare to extend her hand to push.

"Mommy, are you going in or not?"

Qing'er, who was stopped by Little Wan, looked at her in confusion. The one that was just coming was her, what was the difference between them? She started to hesitate.

Wan'er didn't say anything. Instead, she took out her makeup mirror and looked at herself, causing her slightly red eyes to be covered with makeup.

She could not let him see her cry. She had to be strong.

Wen Yifei, who was lying on the bed, did not sleep the whole night. When he was locked up, he could not sleep and could not wake up no matter what.

At this time, insomnia is too excited, did not expect his son, daughter actually grew up, and so capable, very gratified.

Looking at his son sleeping on the makeshift bed beside him, his heart was filled with joy and happiness.

Hearing the footsteps outside the door and his daughter's voice, he knew that Xiao Wan had come, but his heart immediately tensed up.

His current appearance really couldn't bear to see Xiao Wan, she was afraid that she would cry to see him, looking like an old man.

He was a little timid at the sound of the door opening, but he stood up bravely and looked at the face he had been thinking about since he had come in through the door.

"Yi Fei!"

Little Wan stood by the door and looked at that familiar face, tears once again flowing down her face. From the first time until now, he had always been in high spirits and had never been so haggard before.

"Wife, I like hearing you call me husband."

Wen Yi Fei said to Wan'er in the most spirited way.

"Hubby …"

Wan bit her lips, afraid that she would cry, but even so, Anthea and Joseph woke up.

"Mom!"

Anthea started to say something, but Joseph took his arm and shook his head, and they both carried their coats out of the room.

"Auntie and Uncle haven't seen each other for a few years, leave some space for them. Let's discuss tomorrow's matters first."

Joseph led Qing'er and An An to the door, leaving the two guards to stand guard outside. The three of them left for the time being.

"Wife, don't cry. The doctor said I'm just a bit malnourished and have no other problems. Don't cry."

Wen Yi Fei caressed the little Wan's cheek. He wanted to hug her tightly, but he was afraid of scaring the little Wan.

After all, it had been three years. Although he wasn't unfamiliar with it, his body seemed somewhat unfamiliar.

"Hubby, what did she do to you? actually tormented you to such a state? "

Wan endured the pain in her heart and asked Wen Yifei.

She could forgive the provocations and insults she had received from Oshima, but she would not allow her to hurt her man.

She had always thought that Oshima had some love for Yi Fei, but it turned out that she did not have any love at all. She could not forgive her, absolutely could not.

"Wife, don't think too much. I am fine, right? After returning home and recuperating for a period of time, I will be able to recover. As for the Great Island Qing Zi and Shan Kou, I will naturally not let them go. "

Wen Yi Fei told Wan'er clearly.

Although he knew that he was not a match for the Shankou Group in terms of martial arts, but the tens of thousands of people in Shankou Group not only had to deal with the underworld, but also some legitimate businesses. With a listed company, he would make the Shankou Group history.

"Hubby, can you go back to your home country now?"

Little Wan hugged Wen Yi Fei. Her usual broad and broad chest was obviously much thinner than before.

As long as Yi Fei could go back, they would go back first. Since they were killers, she could also hire killers.

Although Little Wan and Wen Yi Fei had a thousand words to say to each other, other than crying, Little Wan was truly unable to say a single word.

Except when her mother left, Wan'er had never cried like this.

And other than hugging Wan, Wen Yi Fei actually couldn't think of anything to say to comfort Wan.

Ever since Qing Zi was drugged and hurt by him, Qing Zi was imprisoned. Initially, he was polite, but later on, he was not killed. This was his greatest boon.

If not for his longing for Little Wan and his love for them, he probably wouldn't be able to survive until now.

"Hubby, when we get back, let's get married."

Little Wan was so tired from crying that she stopped, holding Wen Yi Fei's face, she said in a choked voice.

"Yep, when I'm well, I still need to take photos of the wedding, take pictures of the whole family, and hold the most grand wedding to wash away all the bad luck."

Wen Yi Fei looked at Wan'er's rosy lips. He really wanted to kiss her, but he was also a bit scared. Even he himself was afraid of the way he looked when he just came out.

Although his son had helped him shave and cut his hair, he still felt that he was not worthy enough to be Wan'er and was afraid of scaring her.

"Hmm, hubby, can I kiss you?"

As if she knew what Wen Yi Fei was thinking, Little Wan took the initiative to speak up.

"Wife, you're not afraid …"

Before Wen Yi Fei could finish his words, Wan'er had already covered his mouth.

All the yearning and love, all the insistence and conviction were comforted at this moment. Love was originally not only pure yearning and love, but also a firm belief.

Dawn's light shone in through the window of the ward. Little Wan and Wen Yi Fei were still awake, but the two of them were currently nestling against each other on the hospital bed.

"Yi Fei, Qing Zi Oshima sent me an invitation. The groom is your name. Do you think I should participate today?"

She wanted to make fun of her and fix her during the wedding banquet of the Great Island's Qing Zi. But now, as she leaned into Wen Yi Fei's embrace, she felt that she should accompany Wen Yi Fei more. As long as the two of them could be together, nothing else mattered.

"Go, I want to go too. Today is her wedding, we should repay her for saving my life."

Wen Yi Fei tightly held onto Wan'er's hand.

"Husband, can your body bear the noise of the wedding?"

Wan'er was a little worried, participating in the wedding banquet was definitely not that simple, especially with An'an and Qing'er around, what if there was a fight?

"Wifey, are you questioning your husband?"

Wen Yi Fei asked with an ambiguous smile.

Seeing Wen Yi Fei's familiar burning gaze, Little Wan's face turned red. Since Yi Fei had said so, she didn't have to worry anymore.

"I'm just worried that Great Island's Qing Zi would say something bad to hurt us. Plus, this is the Mountain Gate Division's headquarters. I've always been worried about this."

Wan'er let Wen Yi Fei place their hands on her chest, she still couldn't let it go.

Although the children had saved Wen Yifei, the protection measures for the Mountain Gate team's' princess' wedding was definitely not ordinary.

"My wife, you don't have to worry about that. Just look at An An and Qing'er, as well as Kyle's son, and know that even if they want to destroy the mountain range, I will not doubt them. However, killing them all in one go will not be enough to quell the hatred in my heart.

A cold killing intent filled Wen Yi Fei's eyes.

"Hmm, since you've already said so, I choose to believe them."

Actually, it wasn't that Xiao Wan didn't know about her child's ability, she just couldn't believe it.

An hour later, the three children entered the ward with their breakfast.

"Dad, are you feeling better?"

Anthea asked as she looked at her father, who was holding Wan'er in his arms.

"Hmm, although I don't have the ability to kill a tiger, but killing a wolf should still be possible."

Wen Yifei clenched his fists. He might not be able to keep up with the others' stamina, but he was in high spirits. He was definitely able to deal with the possibility of this happening.

"That's great, Qing Zi's wedding banquet will be held at the Thousand Leaves Hotel from noon until the evening. Later, you and mom will go 'dress' and then we will go in. We must congratulate her today."

An An's ice-cold gaze and Wen Yi Fei's were just like a single person. Who knew what role this child would play in ten years time?

"Mommy, you must be prettier today than Qing Zi. You better piss her off."

Qing'er also stood up.

"Mmm, not only will Mommy anger her to death today, but I'll also repay her well."

Little Wan smiled in understanding.

After being designed by the makeup artist, Wen Yifei appeared much more energetic. Although his face was still thin and his suit was a size smaller, he had a different kind of decadent and handsome look.

"Dad, you're a perfect match for Mommy like this."

Qing'er nodded her head in satisfaction as she gave a high degree of affirmation towards Wen Yi Fei.

At 11 AM, Wen Yi Fei and Wan'er punctually appeared outside the Thousand Leaves Hotel. Not only that, An'an and Qing'er were also present.

Only Joseph, with two guards, was in charge of the other party.

Because there were too many people, everyone didn't care about how many you came. If Qing Shui could see it, it would probably be a mess.

At eleven-thirty, there was finally movement outside the hotel. Dozens of limousines appeared with brides in tow.

"Dad, have you decided on a speech?"

Qing'er came to the side of Little Wan and Wen Yi Fei and said.

"Of course I've thought about it. Besides, your dad is going to use this opportunity to propose to your mom."

Wen Yifei turned his head to the side and gave a gentle wink to Wan'er.

"I won't agree without flowers and a diamond ring."

Little Wan covered her mouth and laughed.