The little wife of the CEO tycoon

The cold and pale VIP advanced ward.

"Go away...you go away..."

"Do not touch me………"

"I...will not let...you guys take my picture..."

"Dad, help me..."

Pan Xiaosi, who was weak on the bed, kept having nightmares, stuck in the dream and couldn't extricate herself.

In her dream, she dreamed that Wu Hu's two brothers were frantically trying to tear off her clothes to take pictures. She was terrified. At the critical moment, she could only use the most stupid way to stop a great humiliation.

"Pan Xiaosi, wake up..." Pan Xiaosi had a high fever, her whole face was flushed red, crying for help, Yuweichi beside the bed couldn't help but reached out and patted Pan Xiaosi's face, but was shocked by the temperature on her face. Terrified, he immediately withdrew his hand.

Damn!

It was burning so badly, no wonder the woman on the bed was talking nonsense!

"Pan Xiaosi, wake up! It's just a dream, you are safe now, no one dares to hurt you!" Patting Pan Xiaosi's small face, Yuwei Chi tried to wake her up.

However, Pan Xiaosi lost a lot of blood and had a high fever, no matter how Yuweichi called, she couldn't wake her up.

Seeing Pan Xiaosi, who was trapped in a dream and suffering more and more, Yu Weichi had no choice but to hold her in his arms and coax her softly, "Pan Xiaosi...With me here, no one will hurt you again, I swear."

Yuwei Chi hugged Pan, who was on an IV drip, for several hours before Pan Xiaosi stopped having nightmares.

Looking at Pan Xiaosi who was unconscious in his arms, Yu Weichi frowned. In the name of Pan Xiaosi, he asked the lawyer to sue Gao Xingyan for murder. This punishment seems to be a bit lighter for her!

Pan Xiaosi is injured like this, and still has nightmares, he should also let that third-tier star experience what it's like to be threatened to take scandal photos!

Just as Yuweichi had this idea, he picked up his cell phone and wanted to call Shi Junhao, but Pan Xiaosi's phone on the bedside table rang first.

Picking up the phone, he glanced at the caller ID on the screen, which read: Ling Zhihan.

Seeing this unfamiliar but somewhat familiar name, Yuweichi frowned, hesitated for a while, and then hung up impatiently.

Pan Xiaosi managed to stop making trouble, but she didn't want the phone to disturb her rest.

However, just as the phone was hung up, only a few seconds later, the phone rang again and rang throughout the silent ward.

Yuweichi was a little irritable, grabbed the phone and pressed the answer button.

As soon as he put the phone to his ear, he heard a nice male voice on the other end of the phone.

"Pan Xiaosi, why did you frame Yanyan? It's because of me, you are taking revenge on Yanyan, right?" Ling Zhihan said confidently, Yu Weichi listened in a cloud of mist, clutching the phone tightly without making a sound.

Ling Zhihan continued, "Pan Xiaosi, why don't you speak? Are you guilty?"

Yuweichi frowned even tighter, probably understanding the whole story.

He lowered his voice and replied coldly, "I'm not Pan Xiaosi."

A man's voice came clearly from Pan Xiaosi's phone, Ling Zhihan was stunned, his heart tightened like a screw.

Who is the man who answered the phone for Pan Xiaosi?

Was it the mysterious man who paid off Pan Xiaosi's 100 million debts and rescued her father from prison?

But his voice is full of magnetism, powerful and steady. He is not at all like Guo Dao, who is in his 50s. The man on the phone is at most 30 years old!

"Who are you?" Ling Zhihan was suddenly very interested, and asked Yu Weichi with hostility.

Yu Weichi sneered, and replied arrogantly, "You don't need to know who I am, I don't bother to tell you."