I Became the Rich Second-Generation Villain

Yan Yuntian lies in a quiet bedroom in the backyard of the mansion.

Compared with before, the bandage on his body is obviously much less, and it is no longer a mummy shape.

Although I still can't move, the pain on my body has been reduced too much compared to the previous period.

Yan Yuntian's pale face also showed a trace of long-lost rosy.

All this is attributed to the medicine prescribed by Bian Suwen.

Otherwise, in less than half a month, Yan Yuntian is impossible to heal so quickly.

Of course, the price paid is also extremely expensive.

Yan Feipeng has already handed over half of the hundreds of billions of rewards to Bian Suwen.

Only wait for Yan Yuntian to get better, then pay off the remaining reward.

DaDa...

There was a sound of footsteps outside.

Yan Yuntian heard the movement, his eyes turned, and soon he saw the youthful and charming Yun Churan walk into the bedroom. There was some joy in my heart, but it quickly fell silent.

With his current body, no matter how beautiful this fiancee is, he can only look at it.

Or to be more precise, this fiancee will run away soon.

After all, Yun Churan is not a vassal either. Behind her is a sect whose overall strength is no less than Fengxishan.

After learning about his physical condition, even if Yun Churan does not dissolve the marriage contract, his sect will force Yun Churan to dissolve it.

Yan Yuntian still likes the fiancee of Yun Churan.

At this moment, Yun Churan has a melancholy face, and between his beautiful eyebrows, there seems to be a touch of melancholy that is difficult to heal, and the whole person looks very haggard.

Presumably, she should be heartbroken because of what happened to her, right?

"Something has happened, don't be sad for me. Looking at you like this, I also feel distressed." Yan Yuntian comforted Yun Churan.

hearing this, Yun Churan's eyes were drawn with shock. She is in a very bad mood these days, but she has nothing to do with Yan Yuntian half wool.

However, Yun Churan dared not say anything about this. After seeing Yan Yuntian thinking this way, he took advantage of the situation and deceived:

"After all, we had a marriage contract. It’s just like seeing you. I do suffer a lot."

Yan Yuntian was moved by hearing it, and wanted to reach out and hug her, but it was impossible to move, so I could only give up.

"The marriage contract..." Yun Churan wasn't in the mood to chat with him more. He wanted to get to the point, so he raised his head and hinted.

The reason why she came here is not to see Yan Yuntian, but to discuss with Yan Yuntian about the dissolution of the marriage contract.

"I understand." Yan Yuntian is very heartbroken, but has no face to entangle, "I will not delay you, I agree to terminate the marriage contract."

"You have no objection , That could not be better." Yun Churan sighed in relief, "I will go back and explain the situation to the elders, and then talk to Aunt Lao, and officially terminate our engagement."

" It's relieved, but about my hidden illness, please keep it secret." Yan Yuntian reminded in a panic.

Currently, only a few people know about this.

Yan Yuntian doesn't want to publicize this matter, otherwise, walking in the hidden world in the future will be pointed fingers by countless people. This is absolutely unbearable for him.

"The reason for the dissolution, I will declare to the public, saying that our personalities are not compatible, so don't worry." Yun Churan understood what he meant, and immediately expressed his attitude.

"So, then many thanks." Yan Yuntian said gratefully.

"Should... vomit... vomit..." Before the sentence was complete, Yun Churan suddenly covered his heart and retched.

After a while, Yun Churan returned to normal. However, my heart was flustered.

After getting up this morning, she retched once. But I didn't take it seriously at the time, I just thought it was accidental.

Now the retching of unfathomable mystery also reminds Yun Churan of a terrifying thing.

Yan Yuntian looked surprised and couldn’t help asking:

"Why are you uncomfortable?"

"Last night, I had a cold break. It's a bit uncomfortable this morning, but it doesn't matter." Yun Churan's eyes dodged, and he responded in a perfunctory manner.

"Is it really just a cold?" Yan Yuntian noticed something wrong with Yun Churan and doubted the authenticity of her words.

Yun Churan was flustered in his heart, but on the surface he forced a calm face and forced a smile, "Of course it’s just a cold, otherwise what do you think it is?"

Yan Yuntian looked deeply Yun Churan glanced. I kind of want to say: I thought you were pregnant.

For a second thought, I think this is too nonsense.

Yun Churan is a hidden sect Sect Master's daughter anyway. He has received strict teachings from his elders since he was a child, and abides by his duties and etiquette. If you keep a distance from ordinary men, how can you have sexual relations with men and get secretive?

"Oh...Oh..." Yun Churan retched again.

At this time, Yan Yuntian didn’t think much about it, but said with concern:

"The little doctor should come to visit the patient in a while. You should ask her to see it for you. Although you He is a man of martial arts, he is very capable of self-healing, but with Divine Doctor treatment, it will heal faster and you will not be so uncomfortable."

Yun Churan almost vomited. It took a long time to get over, "I'll see her later."

The abnormality of her body also made her suspect that she was pregnant. If you don't figure it out, I'm afraid I will feel bad sleep.

Bian Suwen is well-known and has noble medical ethics. If I am unwell, I should consult her for pulse diagnosis. If she is really pregnant, let her keep it secret.

If you want to come, she will definitely not preach it.

And if you are not pregnant, it is even better, as nothing has happened.

"You have a good rest, I'll go first." Yun Churan said politely, and then slowly exited the secluded room.

Not long after Yun Churan left, Yan Yuntian looked through the doorway and saw that the door to the opposite room was suddenly opened.

The graceful Feng Rao walked out of it.

I saw that she stepped on high heels and an elegant red dress set off the amazing curves. Beautiful makeup is painted on his face, and the tail of a blue silk hair curls down, one foot over the shoulder, and the whole body is full of noble breath.

Yan Yuntian felt a little unhappy after seeing it.

I have suffered such a serious injury. As a mother, Feng Rao, let alone warm to himself, has not even deliberately visited himself in the room.

Poor myself has suffered drastic changes, both mind and body have been hit.

When she was a mother, not only did she not wash her face with tears, she was actually dressed beautifully, and she even smiled!

Yan Yuntian wanted to criticize, but was afraid of Feng Rao's military force and temper, so he could only forcefully succumb to silence.

Opposite.

Feng Rao ignored Yan Yuntian at all, but stepped on high heels, walked around in the backyard, slowly adapting.

When she was in Fengxishan, she usually wore ancient robes or skirts, and she hardly tried such modern outfits.

However, today is a special day.

"He lives in the world, this kind of dress must be his appetite! I still don't believe in him!" Feng Rao muttered to himself with excitement and hope.

"Wow, wife, you...you are too beautiful."

When Feng Rao was thinking about something, Yan Feipeng's voice suddenly Came.

Feng Rao heard the sound and saw that Yan Feipeng showed a silly smile like a pig brother, eagerly walked over, with a faint drool coming out of the corner of his mouth.

A burst of disgust rose from the bottom of Feng Rao's heart.

"I said you look good in modern clothes. You never tried it before. Why did you suddenly dress like this today? Did you wear it specifically for me?"

Yan Feipeng With excitement and excitement on his face, I just feel that the matter of adding a younger brother or younger sister to Yan Yuntian has ended.

Hmph, after all, my wife is a woman. I still can't hold back my husband for so long, right? !

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