Jiuye's little wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 100 Don't answer the phone
In the empty room, Jun Wuyong stared at the phone in his hand and frowned, the idea of ​​destroying everything in his brain became stronger and stronger.

not answer the phone!

Why didn't Cher answer the phone!
What the hell is she doing!
Who did she go to see!
Did she go to meet Jun Zhan!
Jun Wuyong looked up and looked at the clock on the wall, it was already 36:[-]!
Thinking that Xue'er might be with Jun Zhan, Jun Wuyong's eyes gradually turned red, as if a storm would usher in the next moment.

Negative emotions and guesses that were suppressed in the past have sprung up one after another like mushrooms after rain.

Unable to contact Xue'er, bursts of panic emerged from the bottom of his heart, and various conjectures emerged uncontrollably in Jun Wuyong's brain.

Surrounded by all kinds of bad possibilities, Jun Wuyong even felt that the other party was going to disappear from his world. From then on, his world would be turned into darkness again, and he would never see the sun again...

The whole heart seemed to be tightly held by someone, the air gradually became thinner, and Jun Wuyong's eyes gradually became crazy and full of hostility.

The room is very quiet, you can even hear the sound of the second hand 'tick-tick'.

With the passage of time, the hostility in Jun Wuyong's eyes became more and more severe, his slender fingers turned pale because of too much force, and the dark red blood fell to the ground along the jointed fingers.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden sound of very light footsteps outside the door, Jun Wuyong's red eyes instantly became focused, and then, as if thinking of something, Jun Wuyong quickly turned the wheelchair.

"clatter!"

"boom!"

The moment the door lock turned, Jun Wuyong entered the study.

Hearing the clear footsteps outside, Jun Wuyong hastily opened the drawer, took out two bottles of medicine, poured out a few pills each, swallowed them hastily, closed his eyes, and took deep breaths.

"Uncle Jiu? Are you at home?"

After waiting for a while, seeing no one answered, Yan Ruoxue frowned slightly. The dishes on the table had obviously not been touched, and the lights were not turned on... Could it be that she was sleeping?
Thinking of this, Yan Ruoxue turned around and walked towards the bedroom.

There was obviously no one in the empty bedroom, Yan Ruoxue gently closed the door and walked towards the study.

"clatter!"

As soon as she opened the door of the study, Yan Ruoxue saw a person sitting in a wheelchair behind the desk.

Looking at Uncle Jiu's face, Yan Ruoxue paused and quietly backed out.

Hearing the door of the study room closed, Jun Wuyong opened his eyes and looked at the mirror in his hand by the moonlight.

Still red!

Jun Wuyong frowned tightly, and his red eyes were full of disgust.

After wiping off the blood on his fingertips, Jun Wuyong closed his eyes restlessly.

In the dark, people's hearing becomes extremely sensitive, and Jun Wuyong's full attention is almost focused on his ears, carefully distinguishing the subtle voices outside the door, guessing what Xue'er is doing, and at the same time, Jun Wuyong repeats in his heart She told herself that Xueer didn't go to see Jun Zhan, she came back, she didn't leave him, his sunshine is still there...

As if self-hypnotized, Jun Wuyong tried his best to suppress the restlessness, panic, and tyranny in his heart over and over again...

"clatter!"

The door of the study was opened again, and Jun Wuyong's body tensed suddenly.

After a burst of very light footsteps, a warm thing lightly covered Jun Wuyong's body.

In the darkness, Jun Wuyong smelled a faint scent of milk, and his heart beat faster and faster uncontrollably.

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Jinghua City, in a certain suburban villa.

A middle-aged man in a suit frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Why did Yan Ruolan go to the rooftop?"

"According to Yan Ruolan, it was Yan Ruoxue who framed her. As for what happened." Speaking of this, the young man in a suit lowered his head, "It hasn't been found out yet."

Seeing the middle-aged man lost in thought, the young man hesitated for a moment, and said, "Boss, do you want to continue to provoke Yan Ruolan to design Yan Ruoxue?"

"No need." The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, took out a medicine bottle from the drawer, and said, "Give this to the secretary next to the disabled, and ask her to increase the dose."

"If the dose is increased, Jun Wuyong's spirit will suffer, and he may be on guard at that time, why not...or start with Yan Ruoxue?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man sneered and said: "Even if the cripple is capable, he is still a cripple, and a cripple cannot be the head of the Jun family."

"Since Jun Wuyong can't be the Patriarch, why do you still want to bribe the people around him and drug him?"

The middle-aged man had displeasure in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "This is not what you should ask."

"Yes."

The middle-aged man waved, "Go down."

"Yes." After that, the young man left the study with the medicine bottle.

In the huge study room, the middle-aged man leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest.

After a long time, the door of the study was opened again, and a young boy walked in.

"Father, are you looking for me?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man opened his eyes with a loving expression on his face, "Zhan'er is back, where did you go to play today?"

"Go to the city center to see the art exhibition."

The middle-aged man nodded, looking at his handsome son, the more he looked at him, the more pleasing he was, he had good academic performance, versatile, gentle and polite, and extremely filial.

After admiring his son for a while, the middle-aged man, Jun Changsheng, remembered why he called his son here, "Have you been in touch with Yan Ruoxue from the Yan family recently?"

Hearing Yan Ruoxue's name, Jun Zhan felt disgusted, "No."

"If you have time to contact her, her mother is kind to our family anyway."

Hearing the word "en" again, Jun Zhan felt extremely disgusted in his heart. It was because of this "en" that he had an engagement with that vicious woman Yan Ruoxue. Now that the engagement was finally canceled, his father actually Letting him contact her again, coupled with Lan Lan's words today, made Jun Zhan feel even more disgusted with Yan Ruoxue.

When the sarcastic words came to his lips, Jun Zhan paused and said, "She's already married." As a former fiancé, it's inappropriate to contact her again.

Jun Changsheng seemed not to understand Jun Zhan's implication, nodded, and said: "Well, we are already a family, and we have time to move around more."

Although Jun Changsheng didn't say "you have to go", as a son, Jun Zhan still knows his father well. From his father's eyes, he knows that if he doesn't go according to his father's will Do, his father will definitely be angry.

Jun Zhan clenched his fists, suppressed the unwillingness in his heart, and nodded, "I see."

Jun Changsheng thought for a while, and said in a deep voice, "You are my son, the eldest grandson of the Jun family. Your future wife must be a famous lady with a clean family background, someone who can match your talent and background."

(End of this chapter)