He tricked his amnesiac partner into becoming crippled.

Chapter 221 When the White Moonlight Overturns the Plot 28

When Xiao Yichen woke up, his head was throbbing so badly it felt like it was going to explode. He instinctively reached out to the side, but there was no one there.

Has Qianqian run away again?

No, Xiao Yichen's brain has gone blank. He should be in his own mansion, comfortably lying on his understated yet luxurious and stylish ultra-luxurious bed.

How do I get to the hospital?

"Yichen, you're finally awake!"

A wealthy woman pushed open the door and suddenly pounced on the bedside, pressing down on the sterilized blanket covering him. Xiao Yichen was a little confused. Who was this wealthy woman?

Upon closer inspection, isn't this his biological mother?

"Mom, you look so young! But you look so haggard. Don't cry, don't cry. Did Qianqian make you angry again? I told you you two shouldn't live together..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xiao's mother waved her hand to interrupt him. She hadn't heard him clearly and said in a tearful voice, "You can love whoever you want, we won't say anything more, as long as you're okay."

Xiao Yichen was even more confused. His mother was unusually easy to talk to today. He moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but his mother's endless chatter kept him from getting a word in edgewise.

After listening for a while, he had to accept something horrifying—

It's like he's been reborn!

I was reborn before I met Qianqian and that lousy doctor!

This time, he was determined to win Qianqian back completely.

Although this world is slightly different from what he has experienced before, it doesn't matter, as long as the general direction is right. According to the time estimate, Qianqian should be at that lousy doctor's house right now.

Xiao Yichen was furious. He threw off the covers and got out of bed to leave. He remembered the location of Xiao Junjian's house, and now he was going to pick up Qianqian.

He had made up his mind, but Xiao's mother was unaware of it. Seeing his high spirits and boundless energy, alarm bells rang in her mind.

She stopped him and asked cautiously, "Yichen, where are you going?"

Xiao Yichen pulled out the IV needle without looking up: "Go pick up your wife."

! ! ! ! !

Wife?!

Xiao's mother was on high alert. Her son only had one wife, the one from the Wen family, but she was getting married tomorrow. What was he doing going there now?

Xiao's mother was almost in tears. "Yichen, listen to your mother's advice. Forget about her. You can like anyone else."

"Mom, I've said it before, I, Xiao Yichen, will marry no one but her, so please don't stop me."

Xiao Yichen was utterly helpless.

Just now, you could love anyone you wanted?

Now they've changed their tune again.

"I know, I know... but her heart isn't with you..."

Xiao Yichen immediately scoffed: "Impossible. She only cares a tiny bit about that man; she truly loves me."

Xiao's mother was about to faint, but Xiao Yichen continued.

"In what way does that man compare to me?"

Xiao's mother wailed, "My son, in what way do you compare to them?"

"I'm rich, young, and handsome..."

He's richer and more handsome than you. Well, he's definitely younger than you, but in every other aspect he's far superior.

Xiao's mother still couldn't stop him. Even in her high heels, she couldn't catch up with her son. As she watched Xiao Yichen run away in his hospital gown, she felt like she was going to vomit blood.

If going along one path doesn't work, then go against it. If she can't stop him, can't she just secretly place a few more people around Wen Yan to keep watch?

After making up her mind, Xiao's mother called Xiao's father. Xiao's father was swamped with work at the company. When he heard that Xiao Yichen had woken up, his joy was short-lived, but then a bucket of cold water was poured over him, chilling him to the bone...

His son... is going to steal the bride.

Xiao's father was exasperated and started cursing, saying, "He doesn't care about the state of the company, he's always talking about love and romance, can that put food on the table?"

If you're successful in your career, he won't say anything, but if you take your father's money and squander it haphazardly, he'll start cursing.

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Xiao cursed a few times before getting back to work at the company.

The company has several major financial problems: the accounts in the finance department don't match, there's no working capital, and project payments are still outstanding.

Large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and the cold air from the air conditioner couldn't dispel even a fraction of the anxiety in his heart.

He almost crushed his silver teeth.

Fu Chen was too ruthless this time. He thought it was a piece of fat meat that a pack of wolves would fight over, but it turned out to be gutter oil mixed with rotten meat!

No wonder everyone else was raising funds to bid, while he remained silent in secret; he had planned this all along, hadn't he?

He muttered a curse in a hoarse voice: "That cunning old fox, I've fallen for his trap again!"

Fu Chen didn't come up with a better plan than Xiao's father. He did give up, but it was just a gimmick. If anyone is to blame, it's Xiao's father and his group for being too greedy and trying to swallow an elephant.

He touched Wen Yan's hair, his smile becoming even gentler.

With the Xiao family gone, no one can make Yan Yan unhappy anymore.

The light refracted by the glass reflected in his pupils, its cold, eerie glow sending chills down one's spine. The faint smile at the corner of his mouth was as sinister as a snake's forked tongue.

Wen Yan opened her eyes groggily, turned her head and saw that he wasn't asleep. She snuggled up and kissed his eyelids, then snuggled back into his arms, humming, "It's so late and you're still not asleep. What are you going to do if you're sleepy tomorrow for the wedding..."

Fu Chen lowered his head and kissed the top of her head repeatedly, his voice hoarse: "Don't worry, I'll be too excited to be sleepy tomorrow. My sweet baby, if you're sleepy, go to sleep first, I'll check on you again."

Wen Yan mumbled and buried her face in the blanket, sleeping soundly. Fu Chen was afraid she couldn't breathe, so he lifted a corner of the blanket.

Fu Chen slowed his breathing, listening to her soft, gentle breaths, and his heart melted instantly.

The night was quiet, but his heart was in turmoil.