C6 (1/2)

Another long period of time passed. Xue Bao once again slowly woke up. After sleeping for such a long time, he had a splitting headache. She turned around and found that she had moved to another location.

This wasn't the room she slept in yesterday, but … The gray, the color made her heart shudder involuntarily, and scenes from before the coma rushed through her mind. Her vampire husband … She watched him drink the blood of a woman with her own eyes!

A wave of nausea rose up in her throat as Xue Bao vomited on the bed. However, because she hadn't eaten for a long time, she couldn't spit anything out and could only retch.

After the painful vomiting, he lay back on the bed. From outside the window, the sounds of birds chirping could be heard. It was another morning! Xue Bao hugged the blanket and deeply buried his face in it. Was her painful life going to begin at this moment?

Was she really going to spend the rest of her life with that secret man? Yan Junyi! This man was so complicated that it was hard for people to understand or understand him!

A few tears spilled from her eyes onto the silk quilt. There was a nice, unfamiliar smell left in the room. Was this his smell? Unique and elegant! It was a pity that he was not gentle at all. He was a devil in the world!

Lowering her head, she saw that she was wearing a proper set of pink pajamas. She did not remember coming here last night with her own pajamas. Also, who helped her change it? It couldn't possibly be her devil husband, right?

She shook her head and sat up from the bed. She wiped the tears from her face and got out of bed. She took one last look at the empty bedroom and quickly walked out, her steps as urgent as if she were running away from something.

Downstairs, Old Master Yan saw that Xue Bao did not eat breakfast by the table, so he turned around to ask Sister Liu: ”Where is Young Madam? Why didn't you come downstairs for breakfast? ”

The Sister Liu smiled mysteriously and said: ”Young Madam is still sleeping. Maybe he was tired from last night.”

Old Master Yan was stunned, and could not react for a moment, and asked: ”Why did you tire her?”

”Hey, Master, are you confused? Last night was the first night of Eldest Young Master and Young Madam's wedding. ” Sister Liu was happy to see that, but he suddenly realized and shouted happily: ”What did you say? Young Madam slept in the young master's room last night? ”

”Of course, the Young Madam took the initiative to go.”

”That's great, haha …” Old Master Yan was laughing even more happily than if he had been married. At the spiral staircase on the second floor, Xue Bao walked down while he was laughing.

Old Master Yan's laughter suddenly stopped. He sized Xue Bao who was dressed in pajamas, had hair like a chicken's nest, and had a haggard complexion. After being stunned for a moment, he walked over and asked with concern, ”Xue Bao, what's wrong? Why are you so haggard? ”

”I want a divorce …” Xue Bao was like a cloth puppet, with no expression on his face. Without even looking at Old Master Yan, he lowered his face slightly and said in a daze.

Shocked, Old Master Yan opened his mouth: ”Why … Why is a divorce mentioned again? Was Jun Yi not nice to you last night? ”

”I don't know anything.” Xue Bao blankly shook his head. She had fainted and didn't know anything. She didn't even know who had carried her to bed. But, she really couldn't bear to see her husband as a vampire!

Old Master Yan pulled her back into the room. After locking the door, he pulled her hand and pretended to be pitiful as he begged: ”Xue Bao, you can't just stand there and watch me die. It took a lot of effort for Jun Yi to meet you. Other than you, there is no one else in the world who can save him. ”

”Mr. Yan, I don't understand. I'm just a weak girl, how could I possibly save him?” Could it be that at this moment, he still thought that she was some sort of ancient princess?

”It's really possible, as long as you don't divorce her, Jun Yi will definitely be saved, so... Just treat it as me begging you, okay? ” As Mr. Yan spoke, his tears began to flow. Of course, half of them were real.

If Fan Xuebao got a divorce, Yan Junyi would really be beyond saving, and would be tormented by this pain for the rest of his life.

Xue Bao was frightened by his tears. How could she not be moved when an old man cried for his son? He asked helplessly, ”As long as it isn't a divorce, it is fine, right? You don't need me to do anything else? ”