The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

The priest lay languidly on a soft chair, his dark red suit lining his long body.

His eyebrows are like mist, his lips are like blood, the corners of his eyes are wicked and mad, and the joke that flashes under his eyes is more like the elusive dark emperor, arrogant and unruly.

"This woman...I am very interested."

The priest's thin lips lightly hooked, and he cast his eyes down carelessly, rubbing the wound with a slightly brittle blood scab with his fingertips, the dark red blood scum fell off, and new blood dripped out again.

"Aji, you can't do this to me..."

Mu Xue was a little flustered. She didn't know the meaning of the priest's so-called interest.

"Baby, be careful." The priest put his slender fingers to his lips. "People who talk too much are short-lived, understand?"

Hearing this, Mu Xuexin's body shook twice.

She always knew that the priest was someone she couldn't afford, and she wished that she was special to him...

Unfortunately, she did not have the right to control him after all.

"Emperor Sheng Group is currently doing a bidding for the land of the M country branch." The priest coaxed, "Baby, you should understand what I mean, eh?"

"I know what to do." Mu Xuexin nodded.

The priest curled his lips with satisfaction, then he waved his arm and ordered someone to help him bandage the wound on his palm.

Mu Xue was reluctant to hang up the phone, she said greasy, "A Ji, when will you come to Ancheng to accompany me, I'm really lonely..."

The priest frowned without a trace.

"Almost." A coolness crossed his eyes, but he was quickly covered up, seeming to be smiling all the time.

Mu Xue said with an inch of thought, "A Ji, then you have to promise me...After Ye Yuchen collapses, help me get the identity of Queen Qingchen as soon as possible, okay?"

"Yeah." The priest said casually.

His eyebrows were cold, his smile faded, and all that was left was disgust.

Mu Xue smiled with satisfaction, "Then I won't bother you, I will wait for you in Ancheng."

"Good." The priest nodded, then hung up.

...

rose Garden.

When Xiang Yang sent Mu Wanqing back, Steward Pan immediately called Ye Yuchen, "Master, Miss Mu is back."

"Well, the dinner should be prepared according to her taste, lighter." Ye Yuchen nodded, his lips pouting smile couldn't hide.

His wife is really not willing to abandon him.

"Yes." Steward Pan nodded slightly and continued, "In addition, the eyeliner sent out reported that Mr. Xiang took Miss Mu today...to the Ancheng Hospital."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yuchen's eyes drenched.

He immediately put down the documents in his hand, "Hospital?"

"Yes, but Miss Mu dressed very strangely, she wandered around the hospital and came out."

Steward Pan has reported everything he knows.

Ye Yuchen frowned slightly, "Are you sure?"

"Which department did she go to? Has any examination been done? Let Wen Yuzhe transfer me a copy of her case."

Ye Yuchen stood up suddenly, and he paced back and forth in the office with a somewhat anxious expression. Those deep black eyes seemed to make a huge wave and couldn't bear it.

"Young master, the imperial family of country A prevented our people from entering the hospital, so we don't know the specific departments."

Steward Pan frowned, "Miss Mu stayed for less than ten minutes in total, it really doesn't look like going to a doctor..."

Indeed, nothing can be done in ten minutes.

But Ye Yuchen always had a hunch that Mu Wanqing must have concealed something serious from him, even so serious that he couldn't tell.