Trump Card Warm Marriage

Author: Carefree MACHINE TRANSLATION

Mei Ruolan did not hear what Sheng Fenghua was saying at all. There was always one sentence echoing in her mind, and that was: "My uncle has been missing for ten years. ".

Missing for ten years?

That was to say, after she abandoned him, he had disappeared.

No wonder, no wonder Si Zhanbei hated her so much and chased her away.

So that was it, so that was it.

He had been missing for ten years, and she only found out now. Such a big thing had happened, but she had not received any news at all.

In these ten years, how much of a failure had she been.

That man, that scheming man, had ruined her entire life. Back then, how blind had she been to fall in love with that man, to abandon a man who loved her deeply for him.

Mei Ruolan was filled with regret and hatred.

As she thought about it, she was in a daze as she walked towards the hotel she was staying at. She was like a puppet without a soul, walking forward in a daze.

Sheng Fenghua looked at her like this and was a little worried. Hence, she turned around and said to Si Zhanbei who was in the room, "I'll send her off. "

After saying that, Sheng Fenghua left the villa and followed behind Mei Ruolan all the way to the hotel where she was staying. Seeing that she had entered, he instructed the front desk in the lobby before leaving.

The front desk had also heard about what had happened that night and paid special attention to Mei Ruolan. She promised Sheng Fenghua that she would look after Mei Ruolan well and not let anything happen to her.

What a joke. If something really happened to Mei Ruolan, the hotel would also be responsible.

With the front desk's guarantee, Sheng Fenghua felt much more at ease and quickly returned to the villa. After the incident with Mei Ruolan, they still hadn't eaten. She was already hungry.

When she returned to the villa, she immediately saw Si Zhanbei sitting on the sofa drinking wine. Sheng Fenghua knew that he was in a bad mood, so she walked forward and gently took the cup from his hand. She said, "don't drink anymore. I'll go stir-fry the vegetables. It's time to eat later. "

Si Zhanbei looked up at Sheng Fenghua and nodded. He let her put away the wine bottle and cup, and then watched her enter the kitchen to stir-fry the vegetables.

Looking at the figure who was busy in the kitchen, a warm feeling rushed into his heart, making his depressed mood much better.

Fortunately, he was luckier than his uncle. He met a woman who loved him, and also loved him. For him, she gave up the comfortable days, and was willing to go through hard training with him, and carry out missions together.

Thinking and thinking, a smile appeared on Si Zhanbei's face. Then he stood up and went to the kitchen.

Besides, Mei Ruolan was still muddle-headed after she returned to the hotel. If not for the help of the waiter, she would have forgotten which room she was staying in.

When she returned to the room, she sat on the Sofa in a daze.

At this moment, she was even more desperate and in pain than when she was about to commit suicide. A heavy cross was placed on her heart. self-blame, regret, and guilt intertwined in her heart, causing her to break down and burst into tears on the SOFA.

Mei Ruolan did not know how long she cried for. Only when she could no longer cry did she fall asleep in a daze.

The next day, she caught a serious cold.

If it were not for the hotel staff cleaning the room, no one would have known that she had spent the night on the Sofa.

Sheng Fenghua had just gotten up from bed after receiving a call from the hotel and was preparing to make breakfast. Yesterday, because Si Zhanbei was not in a good mood and had tormented her for another night, she woke up a little late.

"What? She caught a bad cold? Okay, got it. I'll be there in a while. " Sheng Fenghua hung up the phone and turned to look at Si Zhanbei. She said, "Zhanbei, that Madam Mei is sick. I'll go take a look. Can you make breakfast? "