Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Monopolize both Best Actor and Best Actress?

Ye Mufan burst out laughing. “I really need to thank you for comforting me like that! That’s not luck anymore. It’s heaven-defying at that point, isn’t it?”

Ah, next week was the award ceremony for the Golden Orchid Awards. Age of the Immortals’ fate would be determined that day.

…

A few days later:

Today was Si Yehan’s regular checkup day, so Ye Wanwan left the remaining jobs to Yao Jiawen and accompanied Si Yehan to Dr. Sun’s for a checkup.

The checkup took more than two hours before it finally finished.

When Ye Wanwan saw Si Yehan and Dr. Sun exiting the room, she immediately went up and asked, “How is he?”

Si Yehan’s eyes turned warm when he saw her anxious and concerned expression. He reached out to gently embrace her. “I’m fine.”

Ye Wanwan glanced at Sun Baicao. “Dr. Sun, is he really fine? He started burying himself in work again lately. He even stayed up late behind my back a few times…”

Si Yehan looked exasperated as he listened to Ye Wanwan’s tattling.

Sun Baicao looked at the couple with a big grin and said, “Don’t worry, Miss Ye. Mr. Si is recovering very nicely. Today’s acupuncture was the final course in the treatment. As long as he is careful about his health from now on, there shouldn’t be any major problems.”

Si Yehan said, “I already said I was fine. I know my limits.”

Only then did Ye Wanwan relax. “Dr. Sun, thank you! Thank you so much! Is there anything else we need to be aware of?”

As Ye Wanwan spoke, Si Yehan’s phone rang.

Si Yehan glanced at the phone’s screen and concealed the strange look in his eyes before saying with a normal expression, “I need to take a call.”

“Oh, okay…”

Ye Wanwan nodded before continuing her conversation with Dr. Sun.

Dr. Sun told her a few things to be mindful of in detail, and Ye Wanwan wrote them down seriously.

By the time they finished speaking, Si Yehan still hadn’t returned.

Does a phone call take that long?

At that moment, a “clang” was heard. It sounded like something had broken in the courtyard.

Suspicion flitted through Ye Wanwan’s eyes, and she hurriedly went to the rear courtyard to look for Si Yehan.

From a distance, Ye Wanwan saw Si Yehan talking on the phone while standing under the eaves of the building. She was about to walk over but stopped when she got a clear look at Si Yehan.

Si Yehan’s current expression and aura were too terrifying

She had never seen him looking so frightening, even at the pinnacle of her fear of Si Yehan.

Broken pieces from a shattered flower pot laid next to Si Yehan’s feet. His entire body was enveloped by a terrifying, dark fog without a ray of light shining through; he was abnormally violent and gloomy…

“I do remember… I also remember you saying we weren’t related at all…”

Ye Wanwan thought the faint words she was hearing to be quite odd.

Who’s Si Yehan on the phone with?

It doesn’t sound like work-related matters…

While Ye Wanwan deliberated over this, Si Yehan hung up.

Only then did Ye Wanwan continue to walk over to Si Yehan. “Ah-Jiu, what happened? You don’t look so good…”

Before Ye Wanwan could finish speaking, he suddenly pulled her into an embrace.

Si Yehan’s body was unusually icy. There was an intense and impregnable chilliness permeating through him, as though there was a giant black hole sucking all of his life and light. The strength of his hug nearly crushed her.

Ye Wanwan frowned. She ignored the pain and reached out to pat Si Yehan’s back in comfort. “What is it?”

A moment later, Si Yehan’s emotions seemed to have stabilized slightly, and he relaxed his hold on her a little bit. His voice was hoarse as he said, “Nothing. Just some clan matters.”