It was still dark at five o'clock in the morning, and Ye Zhiyue was sleeping deeply. During her daze, she felt someone whispering in her ear.

"Wife..."

It was Xi Muhe's voice.

"Hmm..." Ye Zhiyue didn't open her eyes and responded completely unconsciously.

Xi Muhe gently kissed Ye Zhiyue on the cheek, "Honey, I love you."

"Can you please call me husband?" Xi Muhe's eyes were full of passion, and the emotions in his eyes were indescribable.

Ye Zhiyue hasn't called him husband since they got married. He wanted to hear her call him once before taking action.

Maybe you can only hear it once in this life.

He loves Ye Zhiyue, but he can't give up the hatred in his heart.

Ye Zhiyue muttered: "Don't make trouble..."

"Call husband, please." Xi Muhe's tone was gentle and caring, with a hint of pleading.

"Husband, husband..." Ye Zhiyue grunted impatiently, turned around and covered her head with the quilt and continued to fall into a deep dream.

Xi Muhe laughed while looking at Ye Zhiyue, who was wrapped like a caterpillar. He looked at Ye Zhiyue reluctantly for a few seconds, and then walked out without hesitation.

It was already half past seven when Ye Zhiyue woke up. She subconsciously crawled to the side, but did not crawl into the warm and familiar embrace.

Opening his eyes and looking at the empty bed next to him, memories came back to him.

The hazy memory, like a dream, made it impossible for her to tell whether what Xi Muhe asked her to call her husband was true or false.

Putting on her slippers, she walked to the door and called out to the living room, "Mu He?"

No one answered.

Ye Zhiyue frowned, but did not think about committing the crime. After all, in the original plot, there were still several months before the villain took action.

But Ye Zhiyue felt a little uneasy in her heart, so she picked up her cell phone and called Xi Muhe.

"Hello." The other person answered quickly, making Ye Zhiyue's heart instantly relax.

"Where have you been? Why didn't I see you when I woke up this morning?" Ye Zhiyue said to the other end of the phone.

"I have a patient who asked me to come for a consultation at the last minute. I left early in the morning and I didn't have time to tell you." Xi Muhe's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone, but Ye Zhiyue vaguely seemed to hear a thump on the other end of the phone. The voice was not loud, and Ye Zhiyue couldn't hear it clearly.

"When will you finish your work? I will go to the company to check in and come find you."

"No, you wait for me at home."

"Be good, I'll cook whatever you want to eat when I come back tonight."

"Then..." Ye Zhiyue wanted to say something else, but Xi Muhe's tone was a little urgent, "I'm at the door of the patient's house, let's not talk anymore."

After hanging up the phone, Xi Muhe glanced at Bie Shisheng, who was tied up tightly in the back row, with a bag on his head, rolling around like a maggot.

Hanging the voice changer on his collar, he said, "If you make any more noise, I won't mind cutting off one of your fingers first."

In an instant, Bie Shisheng became quiet.

On the other side, Ye Zhiyue went to the company to check in and then went straight to the mental hospital.

Wearing a cap and a mask, no one would recognize her.

On the way, she put on her headphones to see if she could hear any secrets, but the result was another boring conversation. It was probably when Ximeng got up that a servant knocked on the door, saying that the clothing company had brought models and clothes, and asked her when Free time to choose clothes.

Ye Zhiyue was not interested in her luxurious life. She took off her headphones and looked out the window, watching the car drive slowly towards the mental hospital.

When she came to Nian Meng's ward again, she was still sitting blankly by the window, her mind imprisoned in her own world, and no one could get close to her.

The last time Ye Zhiyue came, she spent a lot of time but got no response from Nian Meng.

Looking at her side face, the bumps and bumps were extremely scary.

Who dares to imagine that this anchor, who was the top anchor of Dream Entertainment at the time, relied on his appearance to make a living.

Ye Zhiyue did not speak directly this time, but directly placed the recorder in front of her and turned on Bai Nan's recording.

"Sister, I miss you so much."

As soon as Bai Nan's voice came out, Ye Zhiyue clearly saw Nianmeng's eyelids trembling.

Ye Zhiyue breathed a sigh of relief, it worked.

After all the recordings were played, when Ye Zhiyue wanted to get back the recorder, she was snatched away by Nianmeng.

Ye Zhiyue looked up and saw that the woman in front of her had tears streaming down her face.

The skin on her face was completely damaged, but her eyes were beautiful. They were empty and lifeless before, but now they are full of grief and longing.

Although sulfuric acid was thrown at her, her mental state did not appear abnormal. She was forced to stay here, and then she began to suffer from depression.

Nian Meng looked at Ye Zhiyue and opened her mouth to speak, but found that she could not make a sound.

She hadn't spoken for so long that when she opened her mouth, she even forgot how to speak.

Ye Zhiyue looked at her quietly, not urging her to wait patiently.

Finally, after Nianmeng's lips moved several times, he said in a hoarse voice: "Please, don't hurt him."

Ye Zhiyue was touched in her heart and looked at Nian Meng tenderly and encouragingly, "I won't hurt him. He is living a good life now and misses you very much."

"Do you want to go out and see him?"

Nianmeng's eyes brightened for a moment, but then darkened again.

She has become like this, how dare she go to see her brother?

If Bai Nan saw it, he would definitely be very sad.

She hopes that her brother will grow up healthy and happy, start a family and live a happy life.

Besides, she couldn't get out even if she wanted to...

As if he knew what she was thinking, Ye Zhiyue said seductively: "I can help you go out, and I can also help you arrange skin grafting surgery. I can help you bear the cost, but I need you to help me with one thing."

……

An hour later, Ye Zhiyue came out of the mental hospital.

She was in great condition and got what she wanted.

Sitting in the car back to East Lake Bay, Ye Zhiyue got used to picking up her headphones and listening again to see if there were any secrets from Xi Meng.

As soon as I opened it, I heard Xi Meng's urgent and panicked voice, "Don't hurt my son! No matter how much money you want, don't touch him!"

Ye Zhiyue was startled, Fu Shisheng was kidnapped?

The next second, a voice processed by a voice changer came, "Thirty million is a penny a lot, come here with the money yourself! Don't call the police, or I will kill you."

Simon should have turned on the loudspeaker, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to hear the gangster's voice.

"Thirty million! No problem, but I can't get that much together at once. I need some time."

"Haha, the Tangtang family, do you still need time to collect 3000 million? If you want your son to die! You can delay time!"

"no, do not want!"

"I only give you half an hour to go to Baihu Park alone."

Ye Zhiyue's heart skipped a beat when she heard this address.

Isn't Baihu Park the park next to Ningde Community?

so coincidental?

Ye Zhiyue didn't dare to take a gamble. She would rather take the wrong trip than let the wrong thing happen.

"Master, please change the route to Ningde Community."

She wanted to check out the address where the villain killed the heroine in the original plot.

The rooftop of Ningde Community.

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