Chapter 12: Looking for Grandma

"Moci, you said we are husband and wife now; I'm doing this kind of thing, you shouldn't be angry, right?"

"After all, just now that person was indeed scared by that bastard Zhang Chengye～"

"Yan Moci thought seriously: But just now, clearly Zhang Chengye should be the one feeling afraid, right?"

"Su Xiyan gradually approached, and the fragrance of the tiny blue orchid enveloping him caused Yan Moci's thinking ability to continually decline."

"This little girl, today she switched to a new fragrance again, making people unable to resist wanting to get close."

"Yan Moci struggled to control himself, but the fingers at his side still twitched involuntarily."

"This scene clearly fell into Su Xiyan's eyes; she revealed a sly smile, and the idea in her mind became even more resolute."

"This Yan Moci, he's pretending to be unconscious!.."

"The first time she felt Yan Moci's pulse earlier, she already had doubts."

"Although Yan Moci indeed still has residual poison in his body, his pulse has already become steady; he should wake up like an ordinary person."

"But he remained unconscious for a long time; during the acupuncture and massage on Yan Moci, the frequent skin contact actually let her discover that Yan Moci always had this unconscious action of muscles tensing."

"Those were merely her suspicions, but the floor lamp that just fell over let Su Xiyan firmly confirm the idea in her heart."

"Thinking of the words she had blurted out when alone with Yan Moci, perhaps Yan Moci already suspects her identity. She must hurry up the matter of finding the Jade Ruyi!"

"But before that, looking at Yan Moci within arm's reach, Su Xiyan curled her lips and smiled; her lowered brows and eyes were dazzling, her bright eyes and white teeth seemingly carrying the whole sky of stars."

"Yan Moci's defenseless, letting-himself-be-slaughtered appearance will not happen again from now on."

"Not taking advantage of a bargain makes one a bastard; if it weren't for Yan Moci, she wouldn't have become a married woman—such a handsome pillow with perfect muscles isn't something you can hug every day!"

"Su Xiyan rubbed contentedly, tightening her grip even more."

"Mmm...."

"Yan Moci felt Su Xiyan was about to smother him to death, yet he even suspected she had discovered his feigned unconsciousness—this woman clearly just wants to suffocate him to inherit his billions of wealth, right!"

"But miraculously, this close distance gave Yan Moci a sense of safety he had never felt before."

"He had always been a cold, aloof, extremely rational person. His lonely childhood and cold family made him always dislike others' closeness."

"But with these days of contact with Su Xiyan, witnessing her clever, ever-changing, decisive and calm demeanor, he kept lowering his own bottom line."

"Until now, it seems he is about to drown completely in her aura."

"No!"

"Yan Moci!"

"He still has more important matters!"

"His mother's death back then! Plus his car accident and poisoning, the truth of his coma in bed!"

"Now is not the time to talk about these love affairs!"

"But feeling Su Xiyan actually begin to emit sweet little snores, Yan Moci also couldn't help wanting to indulge himself a bit, drifting toward the depths of comfort."

"At least let him linger for a while, the warmth coming from this nominal wife of his, yet also a strange girl."

"Accompanied by Su Xiyan's breath, Yan Moci's eyelids grew heavier and heavier until he completely sank into darkness."

"In the dream, he vaguely saw a tiny baby doll, a pretty aunt holding the doll, while his mother gently looked at him and said:"

"«Cici, come take a look, this is your little bride~»"

"In the hazy vision, Yan Moci saw that the beautiful baby doll, resembling a glutinous rice ball, bore the same Jade Ruyi as he did..."

"Sunlight poured into the bridal chamber where Yan Moci and Su Xiyan were, warm and wonderful."

"Su Xiyan originally wanted to properly treat this feigning-unconscious Yan Moci, but not knowing if he had some magic, whenever she lay beside him she couldn't help wanting to doze off."

"While asleep, she felt as if a broad, warm embrace tightly held her in its arms."

"From childhood onward, besides her grandmother, no one had ever held her; such a shoulder full of security and sturdy arms made her reluctant to wake up."

"Until, Su Xiyan's phone rang."

"When she opened her eyes, she still saw that vegetative Yan Moci; it seemed the embrace just now was merely her dream, and the so-called feigned unconsciousness was nothing more than her wishful thinking."

"A flicker of loss crossed Su Xiyan's eyes, but she quickly composed herself and answered the phone."

"「Hey? 」"

"On the other end, Huazi excitedly said: «Boss! The person you had me look into has turned up! »"

"The old lady had been brought to Jingdu earlier; upon arrival, her life was in critical condition and she was directly sent to the best hospital in Jingdu."

"After several days of treatment, she has now pulled out of danger."

"Upon hearing the news about her grandmother, Su Xiyan joyfully said: «Immediately send me the ward number! »"

"«Okay, boss! »"

"After obtaining her grandmother's ward number, Su Xiyan couldn't help but spin around in the room,"

"«Yan Moci! I found Grandma! »"

"At least those two scumbags of the Su family have a conscience, they really treated Grandma!"

"Otherwise I'll definitely make them unable to walk away with food in their bags!"

"Hearing Su Xiyan's joy and her fierce words, Yan Moci also felt delighted in his heart."

"It seems that even before he realized it, Su Xiyan's every word and deed have been gradually tugging at his heart."

"After greeting Yan Laotaiye, Su Xiyan immediately headed to the hospital where her grandmother was."

"To Su Xiyan's surprise, the grandmother had been placed in the hospital's VIP floor; Su Xiyan naturally wouldn't believe that Su Qingming, that unfilial son, had suddenly become enlightened and felt pity for the grandmother—he was just afraid she would come over and take the grandmother away!"

"Upon arriving at the VIP floor, Su Xiyan wanted to go in, but was blocked by the arrogant guard at the entrance,"

"«Do you have an access permit? »"

"Su Xiyan frowned, «No. »"

"The guard instantly lifted his head in contempt, «What? No! Do you know what place this is? »"

"This is the VIP floor of Jingdu Hospital; everyone staying here is the upper class of Jingdu."

If you casually offend anyone, you won't be able to get away with it—hurry up and get lost!

Su Xiyan sneered, "Even acting as a watchdog gives you a sense of superiority."

The security guard angrily said, "You ungrateful wretch, how dare you speak like that! Hey, let me show you how I'll deal with you!"

Saying that, the security guard went to shove Su Xiyan.

"Who's making noise here? Didn't I say the VIP floor must be absolutely quiet? Patients need rest!"

A stern voice sounded; the security guard shrank back instantly, and upon turning his head he saw the director leading experts from the Central Medical Research Institute coming down for a consultation.

He hurriedly pointed at Su Xiyan, trying to shift the blame:

"Director Liu, it's all this girl! She has no pass and tried to force her way into the VIP ward, and she even insulted people!"

The guard's words made Director Liu furrow his brows unexpectedly.