Chapter 135 My Wife Doesn't Care

Malcolm rushed into the ward. When he opened the door, he saw a little figure, who looked like a child, blue and white. Then Celine got out of the bed, dressed in a hospital gown, and buried her head in his chest, rubbing against it. With her hands around his waist, she asked in an injured tone, "Malcolm, where have you been? I'm so scared! Please don't leave me They are all bad guys! "

"Let me go." Malcolm said coldly, grabbed her arms and dragged Celine away from his body. He took a deep breath and said patiently, "this is the hospital. There are no bad guys! You just woke up and need to rest in bed. You can't go around as you like! "

Celine pouted her lips and turned her wrist. She frowned and said to Malcolm, "you... You hurt me."

"…… I'm sorry. " Malcolm apologized and loosed his hands.

However, when he released his hand, Celine giggled and threw herself into his arms again. "Malcolm, you're fooled again! You are so stupid! "

Malcolm didn't move this time, with a flicker of disgust in his eyes. The trick he had played for two days had already made him lose his face. He raised his hand stiffly in the air and didn't respond to Celine. After a long pause, he asked, "do you know what time it is now?"

"I don't know." Celine shook her head and moved her arms around Malcolm's waist. "The doctor said I had an accident. And he said I had been lying on the bed for a long time. How long will it be? Ten days? A month? "

Malcolm lowered his head and looked at Celine. She had a small face which would arouse people's pity. But what he was most satisfied with was her eyes which were almost the same as what of Poppi's. But there were also many differences between them. If Celine would arouse people's pity with a beautiful face, then Poppi was the daughter of a rich family, she could be clung to people, act in a spoiled manner, be strong, brave, and charming Anyway, Malcolm was satisfied with her decision.

He missed Poppi again.

It seemed that four years had passed and nothing had been left on Celine. Her bright eyes and her sticky personality hadn't changed, but there was no one except her in the world didn't changed.

"Let go of me and sit on the bed. I have something to tell you." Then Malcolm pushed away her hand again and looked at Celine seriously.

Celine muttered unpleasantly, pouting her lips. Then she turned around and walked to the bedside, sitting on her buttocks, "what's wrong with you? Why are you so angry?"

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Malcolm asked, "still unable to remember anything?"

"I can't remember." Celine shook her head.

"Do you know that in fact You had been lying in bed for four years! You have an accident for four years. " Malcolm opened his mouth firmly.

"……" Hearing that, Celine paused for a while and rolled her eyes. She looked at Malcolm and asked unbelievably, "four years? You said I was asleep Four years? No, it's impossible... "

"Why not! Why do I cheat you? " Malcolm stared at Celine and asked, "can't you remember? What about your condition before the car accident? Do you still remember your family? "

"Family..." Cel

one was Quan Group. The truth about the relationship between Zahi and SG had just surfaced. It turned out that the relationship between Zahi and the Quan Group was true. In the past, as a pilot city, Ye city's promotion of mobile phone business was blocked secretly by Quan Group. What kind of government bidding was just a cover It could be seen that the Quan Group had given Zahi many benefits.

The share price of the Quan Group was going down bit by bit, and the SG group was rising slowly.

Sitting in the hospital and reading the morning newspaper, Poppi couldn't help smiling. What a powerful Malcolm!

Knock, knock, knock

Just as Poppi was indulging herself in the pleasure of enjoying the news, the door of the ward was suddenly knocked by someone. When she quickly raised her head, she saw a person who shocked her a lot.

"May I come in?" Aunt Ji stood at the door, looking tired.

Poppi was shocked. Although she didn't want to face this woman, she was still an elder after all. She got out of the bed all of a sudden and said politely and alienated, "come in, please."

Stepping on the high heels, Aunt Ji came in. She took a long look at Poppi and asked, "how are you feeling now?"

Although her tone was arrogant, hearing what she said, Poppi still felt "flattered". She replied indifferently, "I'm fine."

"Well, then I'll cut the crap." Instead of sitting down, Aunt Ji, with a handbag in her hand, spoke haughtily, "you're indeed not qualified to be our daughter-in-law. But, I have no choice. Benson does like you. As his mother, I have no choice but to accept you. Now, as long as you give birth to a baby boy for my son, I will buy you a house and let you live there. I will ask Benson to visit you once a week and give you money regularly to guarantee your life... "

Mistress? 'pregnant? Hearing what Aunt Ji said, Poppi couldn't help laughing out loud. She was going to refute her before she could finish her words. But she had never expected that someone would be faster than her. With restrained anger in his voice, he said, "my wife doesn't care!"