Her marriage was to stay by herself in a large, empty house. Her marriage lasted from hope until despair. Her marriage was a monthly routine of the 8th. If it's a lie, then just lie for the rest of your life, okay? At least this way, they could continue all the way to the end of their lives.

Lonely Marriage

"Vayon!" Zhan Yan turned pale in panic as she arrived at Ji Weiyang's side, disregarding everything else. Unsurprisingly, the wound on his shoulder was torn, and bright red blood stained her snow-white hospital gown.

"Hurry up and call the doctor." She shouted towards Lu Anqi who was at the door.

Angie gritted her teeth and glared at her angrily. However, she had no choice but to turn around and call for a doctor.

Zhan Yan wrapped her arm under Ji Weiyang's arm and asked worriedly, "Can you still get up? I'll help you back to bed. "

At this time, Ji Weiyang's face was even paler than paper. With an innocent smile on his lips, he looked like a harmless big boy. Is it only when I'm hurt that you're willing to come back to me? "A heartless woman."

Zhan Yan spent a bit of effort to help him back to the sickbed, but Ji Weiyang kept screaming about the pain of her injuries, and her short hair was drenched in cold sweat.

You are my painkiller