Explosive cute wife: black-bellied husband, please respect yourself!

Chapter 392 Trap (4)

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The waiter brought up two cups of cappuccino. Seeing that Yan Chuyan was holding her head with both hands, her exquisite facial features were twisted into a ball due to pain, so she put down the coffee and said with concern carefully:

"Miss Yan? Miss Yan, are you okay?"

The ethereal thoughts were pulled back to reality by the waiter's voice, Yan Chuyan supported her head with one hand, rubbing her temples in pain.

"Hiss - my head hurts so much, just put down the coffee, you can do your work first." She squinted her eyes at the waiter and said in a weak voice.

The waiter brought the cappuccino in front of her, and put another cup on the place that originally belonged to Xiao Yixun.

She glanced down at the heart shape on the coffee cup, a strange color flashed in her eyes, and said politely:
"Please enjoy."

Yan Chuyan rubbed her head, the severe headache made it impossible for her to piece together the broken memories.

She seemed to have remembered something very important to her just now, but when she regained her senses, those broken memories had been wiped out.

The waiting time was very painful, and my throat was a bit dry.

Her slender fingers touched the cup, and she took two sips of it. The coffee swam into her mouth and danced on the tip of her tongue. The silky and delicate touch, mellow and mellow mixed with bitterness, seemed like her tormented mood at the moment.

Xiao Yixun's phone still couldn't get through, Yan Chuyan frowned, selected his phone number from the address book, and continued to call...

About 15 minutes later, an inexplicable drowsiness suddenly hit her originally sober head, swallowing up her sanity at the moment, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, she finally couldn't resist the drowsiness, and fell down on the coffee table.

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At this time, the cell phone lying on the table finally heard a soothing piano ringtone, and Xiao Yixun's name flashed on the screen.

The waiter who hadn't gone far saw Yan Chuyan collapsed, so he came over.

"Miss Yan, are you okay? Your phone is ringing?" She tentatively pushed Chuyan's arm, and after confirming that she had really fallen asleep, she picked up the phone to answer.

"Hey, mayor, she drank coffee and fell asleep, come out."

At the end of the long corridor, the door of the dark pavilion swung open. The man in a white suit, his handsome and elegant facial features were as calm as ever, with clear and soft contour lines, and even without a smile on his sharp-edged handsome face, it was enough to make the present The waiter was swooning.

He spread his slender legs and strode towards Yan Chuyan.

"You can go back to work at the front desk. You must never let a third person know about this matter, understand?" Xiao Yixun sent her a check with a gentle and polite tone, like the wind in May, warm and charming.

"Well, I see, thank you, Mayor Xiao!" The waiter happily took the check, in a good mood, as if walking on the clouds, and returned to work with light steps.

"Chuyan, wake up, I'm here." Xiao Yixun lightly patted Yan Chuyan's cheek.

After a while, seeing that she still didn't respond, he picked her up and left the cafe.

The sleeping person was carried into the passenger seat, and Xiao Yixun carefully fastened her seat belt with extremely gentle movements.

The luxurious white Lexus galloped on the highway, heading towards the Xinghuang Hotel.

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Clover Hospital.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the door of the operating room finally opened. Seeing that Beiming Haoting was pushed out by the nurse safe and sound, James rushed towards Beiming Haoting with an exaggerated expression of gratitude to the heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)