Mysterious Adorable Wife, Where To Escape

"Oh, oh, no worries, Mister Ye said that it would be the same if Uncle Lin signed it. However, this set is worth 1800 yuan each, a total of 88 blue coloured enchantress modified roses. You must personally send it to Miss Shen's room."

"Oh, okay."

Uncle Lin signed and sent off the flower with a smile. Under Uncle Lin's lead, he arrived at Shen Qing Er's room.

Shen Qing Er was lying on her bed, completely exhausted. When she saw Uncle Lin enter the room with a blue rose in his arms, a surprised expression appeared on her face.

Within the short span of two hours, the room was already filled with clothes, accessories and food items. According to Uncle Lin, there was still a huge pile of stuff downstairs that had yet to be put away.

Shen Qing'er looked at the bunch of blue roses in Miss Hua's hands and was speechless for a long time.

The flower gifting lady had a face full of envy. She placed the flowers beside Shen Qing'er's bed and smelt the enchanting fragrance of the flowers as she smiled.

This is a new breed that was just developed in Japan. One rose is more than a thousand yuan. Hehe, Miss Shen is truly blessed. Your fiancé must love you very much to be willing to give you such a precious rose.

Fiancé? Ye Yi Hang?

Although the roses were beautiful, only Shen Qing'er knew that Ye Yi Hang was not her fiancé, much less he loved her. He would only continuously hurt her.

Thinking about that night and that terrifying scene, Shen Qing'er still felt a chill run down her spine.

No matter how expensive and resourceful a flower was, the pain and pain in her heart couldn't be dispelled by the act of Ye Yihang doing such a terrifying thing to her.

Perhaps, ever since she was young, Shen Qing'er had hoped that she could change Ye Yi Hang from the first day she stepped into the Ye family.

However, after so many years of hard work, she had failed, and had even lost miserably.

The events of that night had caused her so much pain, but who was her savior?

She couldn't even save herself, so who else could she save and change?

At the same time that Ye Yi Hang was doing that kind of terrifying thing to himself, Shen Qing'er's heart was bleeding. At the same time, it made her despair. All that was left behind was an incurable wound and pain.

The young lady who sent the flowers continued to talk, she didn't notice the strange expression on Shen Qing'er's face.

Uncle Lin looked at the pale Shen Qing'er and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, but Miss Shen is not feeling well. If you have nothing else to do, please take a seat in the hall."

The flower giver was taken aback. She understood what Uncle Lin meant. She smiled embarrassedly and left the room.

Seeing that the flower lady had left, Uncle Lin sighed softly and sat down in front of Shen Qing'er's bed.

"Qing'er, Qing'er, are you still angry with the young master?"

Shen Qing'er smiled bitterly, hearing Ye Yi Hang's name, her heart would bleed.

Shen Qing'er remained silent as she answered Uncle Lin's question.

Uncle Lin, who had seen Shen Qing'er grow up, understood her thoughts and sighed softly.

"Qing Er, I know that the young master really hurt you this time. However, the young master's beauty is also in the eyes of everyone. Are you really unable to forgive him?" "Moreover, your stomach …"

At this point, Uncle Lin suddenly interrupted.

Due to Shen Qing'er's unwavering emotions, Ye Yi Hang told everyone not to mention the matter of the pregnancy to her for now.

Thus, Shen Qing'er knew nothing about pregnancy.

"My stomach …" Seeing Uncle Lin's hesitant expression, she couldn't help but ask, "Yes, Uncle Lin didn't say anything. I really forgot that these few days, my stomach hasn't been feeling well and I don't have any appetite. I just feel like vomiting."

Uncle Lin smiled bitterly. "It's fine. Maybe I've eaten too much. I'll get the maid to make some sour plum soup for you."

Hearing what Uncle Lin said, Shen Qing'er realised that she really wanted to eat something sour.

Seeing that Shen Qing'er's expression had eased up, Uncle Lin started to beat around the bush again.

"Qing'er, look. Young master gave you so many things today. Are you happy? If you like anything, tell young master that young master will give it to you. And this rose, haha, young man, you really know how to be romantic."

When Ye Yi Hang was mentioned, Shen Qing'er's eyes flashed with a hint of fear, as she lowered her head.

"I don't want anything. I don't like these things."

Gifts and flowers were not what she wanted. Perhaps, Ye Yi Hang would never be able to give her what she wanted in his life.

Upon seeing the fatigue in her eyes, Uncle Lin could only smile wryly.

"Okay, you rest for a while. I will go down to see if the maid has finished cooking the sour plum soup and then bring it to you. You lie down for a while. If you feel uncomfortable anywhere else then the young master will say that we are not strong enough."

Uncle Lin left with a wry smile, but Shen Qing'er wasn't sleepy at all.

She looked around the room at the presents and the expensive blue demoness and felt no joy at all.

If it was before, even if Ye Yi Hang cared about her a little, it would still make her very excited. But after that terrifying night, Shen Qing'er could no longer face Ye Yi Hang like before.

Uncle Lin walked to Shen Qing'er's room and headed upstairs, just in time to meet Ye Yi Hang, who just came back from outside.

Ye Yi Hang couldn't help but ask when he saw Uncle Lin descend from Shen Qing'er's room.

"Uncle Lin, is Qing Er alright?" My gift, whether she likes it or not, and that bunch of blue demoness, does she like it? "

Uncle Lin shook his head. "Qing'er said she didn't like these gifts."

Ye Yi Hang nervously grabbed Uncle Lin's arm.

"Then did she say what she likes? What she likes, I'll get someone to bring it to her right away."

Uncle Lin shook his head with a bitter smile.

"Young Master, gifts are not the best way to solve problems. I think that we need to solve the problem. If we want Qing Er to be happy, we can only start from the bottom of our hearts."

Ye Yi Hang lowered his head and pondered.

"Alright, Young Master. Qing Er said that her stomach isn't feeling well, so I asked the maid to make her some sour plum soup. I don't know if it's ready, but I'll go down and take a look."

"What, she's not feeling well?"

Upon hearing that Shen Qing'er wasn't feeling well, Ye Yi Hang started to get nervous. His straight and handsome eyebrows were creased in worry.

"Is she alright? She's not feeling well, so why didn't you invite the doctor over to see her? Go and ask the doctor to come over quickly."

Uncle Lin smiled bitterly. "Young master, there's nothing the doctors can do about it. Pregnant people are all like this. They feel nauseous, they don't want to eat, and they might even feel weak all over. Young master, don't worry, nothing will happen to them."

Hearing Uncle Lin's words, Ye Yi Hang's nervous expression finally relaxed.

"Oh, so that's how it is."

As Ye Yi Hang spoke, he smiled towards Uncle Lin, "This is good, I was given a fright. I thought that Qing Er's body was not feeling well again."

Initially, he wanted to directly enter Shen Qing'er's room, but he didn't know what excuse he should make to see her. Suddenly, an idea struck him and he turned around and went downstairs.

"I'll go and see if the sour plum soup in the kitchen is ready. If it's ready, I'll personally send it to Qing'Er."

As Ye Yi Hang spoke, he walked in front of Uncle Lin and strode towards the kitchen.

The wrinkles on his face relaxed. The young master, who had never entered the kitchen before, actually came to the kitchen for Qing'er. From the looks of it, the young master truly had a deep affection for Qing'er.

However, Uncle Lin was a little worried that his actions this time would be able to cure the injury in Shen Qing'er's heart.

He didn't know if his actions this time would be able to cure the injury in Shen Qing Er's heart, but Uncle Lin was a little worried.

Ye Yi Hang was a cold-faced young master. Since he was growing up, Ye Yi Hang would always keep a cold face and never talk to any servants, and he also never went into the kitchen. The maids were busy, so when they saw Ye Yi Hang walk in, they were shocked.

"Is the sour plum soup ready?" Ye Yi Hang couldn't help but ask the moment he entered the kitchen.

"Alright, alright. We were just about to send it up." The maids looked at the tall and straight Ye Yi Hang nervously.

"No need, I'll do it myself."

He didn't want to heat the bowl up, so he dropped some soup to the ground. But, thinking that Shen Qing'er's stomach wasn't feeling well, he hurriedly placed a plate under the bowl, turned around and walked towards Shen Qing Er's room.

In the eyes of the maids, he was an aloof prince who was unattainable. They had never thought that a man like Ye Yi Hang would also bring medicine for a girl, so they couldn't help but look at the back of Ye Yi Hang, who was walking out the door, with a mesmerized look.

Upstairs, Ye Yi Hang wanted to see if Shen Yun and her stomach were alright so he hurriedly sent the sour plum soup upstairs. But when he arrived outside of Shen Qing'er's door, Ye Yi Hang, who was always calm and composed, was actually a little flustered. He did not know how to face Shen Qing'er after entering.

For a moment, she stood at the door, but she did not have the courage to open it.

Suddenly, the sound of someone throwing up came from behind the door.

Ye Yi Hang was anxious, he no longer cared about anything else as he pushed open the door and rushed in.

Shen Qing'er felt an unbearable pain in her stomach, and she couldn't help but vomit on the bed.

Suddenly, the door was knocked open by someone, Ye Yi Hang's tall figure rushed in, seeing Shen Qing'er lying on the bed, vomiting uncomfortably, without thinking too much, he put the sour plum soup on the bedside table and went to Fu Shen Qing'er.

"Qing'er, are you alright?"

Unexpectedly, just as his finger made contact with Shen Qing Er, her slim body trembled and was forced back.

"You … "Don't come over."

Ye Yi Hang was stunned for a moment. Only now did he realize that Shen Qing'er was looking at him with eyes full of fear.

Seeing her frightened look, Ye Yi Hang felt his heart ache, as if a blade had cut across his heart. He couldn't help but feel sad.

"Sorry, I... I was just worried. " Her dark eyes revealed an expression of remorse, causing Shen Qing'er's heart to tremble.

However, when she thought about that night, when Ye Yi Hang was so scary, Shen Qing'er couldn't face him. She turned her face to the side and spoke in a choked voice.

"I beg you, go out."

When she saw him, she couldn't help but think of that terrifying scene from that night. That terrifying scene was like a deep brand mark, branded deeply into her heart. It was like a nightmare that couldn't be wiped away.

Seeing Shen Qing'er's frightened expression, Ye Yi Hang couldn't bear to see her leave. However, he was unwilling to leave just like that. Finally, he gritted his teeth and grabbed Shen Qing'er's trembling hands.

"Qing'er, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've let you down, but …" That night, I really drank too much, and I don't remember anything. I know what I did, and I feel really sad.

Ye Yi Hang grabbed Shen Qing'er's hand, wanting to say everything out loud.