As he said this, Helianjue was about to tear Ye Wei's clothes.
Ye Wei was trembling with hatred. She protected herself from Helianjue.
"If you want me to die, Helianjue, Go on!"
In fact, Helianjue had no plan to do this to Ye Wei.
He really cared about her, and she was hurt now, so, he wouldn't do anything to hurt her.
Helianjue took back his hand and carefully covered the quilt for her. "Xiao Ye'er, when you are well, we will have the wedding and other things a couple will do!"
The phone buzzed suddenly. He glanced at the screen and stood up beside the bed.
"Ye Wei, take good care of your body. If you want to make next 18th Lu Huaizuo's funeral, you can refuse to marry me!"
With that, he grabbed his phone and walked quickly out of the room.
Ye Wei was biting her lips to death. The red blood had seeped out. She still didn't feel the pain.
This devil was threatening her with her little son again!
But she had to admit, sadly, that the threat worked particularly well for her.