Hundred Billion Sweet Wife: Husband's Favorite

"Do you know? I feel so guilty in my heart. Seeing Yuchen's body is injured, I will think of my daddy. You said that he was like Yuchen that night, but no one came to save him." Ye Muxi's face was pale and flustered, she looked at Ouyang Tenghao with fear in her eyes.

Ouyang Tenghao immediately hugged Ye Muxi into his arms. He knew that his little woman remembered those cruel memories at this moment, and she became very insecure, only immersed in her own wild thoughts.

"Let the past go, don't be afraid, Xiaoxi, I'm here for everything." Ye Muxi lay on Ouyang Tenghao's shoulder, and at that moment the apex of his restless and flustered heart calmed down. After a moment of peace, she closed her eyes and only listened to Ouyang Tenghao's heartbeat...
In a private office, Lu Weiming's left leg was tied with gauze, and he stood in front of Chu Nanke with a heavy face. This time he accidentally let someone snatch Yan Yuchen away, it must be a disaster, Chu Nan Ke stood with his hands behind his back, his tall body motionless by the window.

The room was eerily quiet, Lu Weiming stood there stiffly all the time, and Chu Nanke didn't even intend to speak at all. This time Lu Weiming came to plead guilty, but what he didn't expect was Chu Nanke's long silence.

He knew that this was the harbinger of the wrath of the man who currently holds the most power. Sure enough, when Lu Weiming said the first sentence, "Sir, punish me, this time it was indeed my mistake!"

Chu Nanke turned around in an instant, and slapped Lu Weiming hard on the face. Then he raised his foot and kicked Lu Weiming's wound hard. His hands and feet were very flexible, and Lu Weiming uttered a painful cry. With a sound, he fell to the ground at random, and the white gauze immediately oozes fresh blood, which looks shocking.

"Wei Ming, you disappointed me so much!" A deep voice rang above Lu Weiming's head, Chu Nanke's eyes were full of cruelty, and he looked at Lu Weiming on the ground.

Immediately, Lu Weiming endured the severe pain from hunger in his leg and stood up, with a standard military posture, "Sir, please give me a chance to make a contribution."

"Do you think a useless person will still have a chance?" Chu Nanke raised his brows, his tone full of contempt. In his eyes, as long as he fails once, he can't be used again.

"Sir, please give me another chance, please!" Lu Weiming's heart suddenly flustered, he lowered his head, and begged Chu Nanke again.

"Wei Ming, I admired you very much before, but this time your mistake was too low-level. You actually let a dying person escape from that hidden base." Chu Nanke's voice was still full of majesty.

"Someone saved him. This person is very skilled, and he is carrying a poisonous mist with him." Lu Weiming quickly explained, trying to save something.

"Poisonous mist? According to my investigation, Hong Jinhuo never kills!" Chu Nanke found out everything after the incident, and he looked at Lu Weiming even more angrily.

"Did Hong Jinhuo do it? Didn't he know how to take on domestic tasks?" Lu Weiming was very surprised, but he was no stranger to the name Hong Jinhuo.

"Extremely stupid!" Chu Nanke spat out these four words viciously, and then turned his back again, not even bothering to look at Lu Weiming again.

"Sir, please let me make up for my mistakes this time." Lu Weiming begged again, he stood very tall and straight, but his head was bowed humblely.

"Actually, there is no plan to make up for it. The election day is getting closer and closer. You are the talent I have spent all my energy cultivating. If you fail the next mission, you can end it yourself!" Chu Nanke's gaze was fixed on a certain place. For one thing, the carelessness of mind is actually the sharpest blade.

"Yes, sir!" Lu Weiming immediately saluted Chu Nanke with a standard military salute, and then walked out of Chu Nanke's office step by step, dragging his bloody legs...
It was a gray day, and the sky became more and more gloomy. It had been three days since Yan Yuchen was rescued, and the man lying on the bed was still asleep. This was an extremely closed and secret place.

Ye Muxi came to visit Yan Yuchen almost every day, looking at the man wrapped in gauze on the bed, she felt very distressed. Yan Yuchen had been suffering from high fever since his operation, and his high fever did not gradually fade until today up.

The man in his sleep kept uttering hazy ramblings, and there was only one name he would always call out, and that was Yan Yuchen's daughter, Yan Haixin.

As parents, Ouyang Tenghao and Ye Muxi felt very uncomfortable when they heard Yan Yuchen calling their daughter's name in their sleep. Yang Wenzhou already knew that Hong Jinhuo had successfully rescued Yan Yuchen.

He didn't have any free time to visit his former son-in-law, Ouyang Tenghao called Yang Wenzhou more than once, and he was reluctant to go here to visit Yan Yuchen.

"Tenghao, do you think that if Haixin comes to visit Yuchen, will Yuchen wake up easily?" Ye Muxi and Ouyang Tenghao stood in front of the window outside Yan Yuchen's room, their eyes fell on the inside and fell asleep. On Yan Yuchen's body.

"Xiaoxi, do you want...?" Ouyang Tenghao turned his eyes away, and then looked at Ye Muxi, he knew that Ye Muxi meant to bring Yan Haixin over.

"Well, I want to bring Haixin here. She is Yuchen's daughter, and she must miss Yuchen very much." Ye Muxi turned to look at Ouyang Tenghao, and said seriously.

"But it is said that Yan Yuchen's daughter is now protected by Yang Wenzhou. It may not be so easy for you to get close to her." Ouyang Tenghao's eyes darkened slightly.

"It doesn't matter, Yang Wenzhou has already participated in the plan to rescue Yuchen this time, how could he not want Haixin to wake up his father?" Ye Muxi raised his eyebrows, looking at Ouyang Tenghao expectantly.

"Okay, I'll try it." Ouyang Tenghao took Ye Muxi's little hand, pulled her into his arms, and carefully caressed Ye Muxi's lower abdomen with his other big hand.

Ye Muxi raised her head and looked at Ouyang Tenghao with a kind of gaze on her lower abdomen. She knew that Ouyang Tenghao was looking forward to the birth of this child very much, "Teng Hao, do you think you like a son or a daughter?"

"As long as it was born by you, I like it." Ouyang Tenghao smiled faintly, his big hands continued to warm Ye Muxi's lower abdomen.

The wind began to howl outside, but the love inside was as warm as spring. Maybe after this storm, Ye Muxi and Ouyang Tenghao could be together forever without any worries...
The room with the curtains drawn was dark, Yang Wenzhou was sitting alone in his home office smoking a cigarette silently, looking at the family portrait on the desk, now his only daughter is no longer alive, and recently Xiao Haixin is always crying in her sleep Wake up, looking for his parents, Yang Wenzhou was very distressed by that appearance.

He has always been a man who puts his career first, and his family will always come second, but with Yang Ruoqi's death, his state of mind began to change slightly. He is a man who will do anything for success and power. Innocent corpses, and now, it was her own daughter who died.

Yang Wenzhou suddenly took a puff of cigarette fiercely, his eyes were cloudy and fixed in a certain place, retribution, Yang Wenzhou never thought that he would have a good end, but he never thought that the god of death would befall his innocent daughter.

He often hears his granddaughter's cry at night, and his heart becomes extremely irritable. He has already been hard-hearted these years, but because of the cry of this three-year-old girl, he began to disturb his heart.