บท 882: The Real Mystery Caller (5)

Sheng Yize deliberately straightened his expression. "It's not safe for you to know too much. Go to sleep now, or I'll make you sleep — with my method!"

"Hm…" An Xiaxia gave him a resentful look, turned her back on him in a huff, and wouldn't talk to him anymore.

Sheng Yize sighed with relief. He'd rather she was mad at him than ask him about the mysterious caller.

Sheng Qingyi had told him nothing.

Because right now, he was lying in the hospital.

He had had a stroke and there was a possibility he would be partially paralyzed.

They had no idea when he would regain consciousness.

Sheng Yize could only count on himself now.

Gazing at An Xiaxia's back with a brooding look in his eyes, Sheng Yize promised in his head, "Xiaxia, I will protect you and our babies!"

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That weekend.

After traveling around the world, Qi Yanxi finally came back to Yu City.