"The doctor is here!" At this moment, the manager walked in with a middle-aged man wearing glasses.

"quick!"

Mu Sishen stepped aside. The doctor came over and looked at Yan Xuewei's condition. He asked suspiciously, "She is not injured?"

"It's not hurt, it's suddenly like this."

The doctor was embarrassed when he heard the words, "Sorry sir, I am an expert in sports injuries, and I am not familiar with mental situations."

"What? Mental?" Mu Sishen grabbed the doctor's shoulder. "What did you say? What mental problems could she have?"

God Mu Si is like a raging lion at this time, and he is in a state of eruption at any time.

The doctor hurriedly held his hand, "Don't worry, don't worry, my suggestion is to send her to the hospital for examination right now, so as not to delay her condition. If she has a sudden onset, the symptoms are not serious, so don't delay it. ."

The doctor's shoulder hurt like it was about to shatter, but he didn't dare to anger Mu Sishen anymore, after all, his age was no longer suitable for a head-to-head fight.

At this moment, Yan Xuewei suddenly collapsed on the seat and passed out.

"Xuewei!"

Mu Sishen didn't bother to question the doctor any more. He apologized to Yan Xuewei and kept kissing her forehead in fear, "Xuewei, Xuewei."

He called her name in a low voice. He was afraid, afraid that someone would leave him forever. It turned out to be this feeling.

For a while, there was nothing else in his mind, only Yan Xuewei, he only cared about Yan Xuewei.

"Sir, hurry up and go to the hospital." The doctor said worriedly. I'm really sorry for not being able to help.

Mu Sishen didn't answer, he hugged Yan Xuewei tightly, just as he was about to pick her up, Yan Xuewei in his arms opened his eyes.

"Mr. Mu, what happened?"

Mu Sishen looked at her in a daze. At this time, Yan Xuewei just seemed to be in a bad state, and her tone of voice seemed very normal.

Seeing Mu Si staring at her in a trance, Yan Xuewei couldn't help but stretched out her hand and pushed him, "You hurt me."

Seeing Yan Xuewei's frown, Mu Sishen hurriedly released his hand.

The doctor came forward, and he looked at Yan Xuewei.

Yan Xuewei was a little uncomfortable seeing him, she asked, "Excuse me, what are you looking at?"

"Miss, are you... alright?"

Yan Xuewei looked at him suspiciously, "I'm fine."

"Oh..." The doctor replied meaningfully, and he looked at Mu Sishen with a half-smile, "Sir, since this lady is all right, then I'll leave."

After the doctor finished speaking, he glanced at the manager of the cafe ambiguously, but it was just a little ambiguity between lovers, and it was so exaggerated.

Yan Xuewei didn't like the mocking smile of the doctor very much. She frowned and said to Mu Sishen very displeased, "You let me go, you hurt me!"

Hearing this, Mu Sishen didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly relaxed his strength, but still held her.

At this point both the doctor and the manager left.

Yan Xuewei was still a little dizzy, and her mental state was a bit poor. At this time, she also felt tired.

"Mr. Mu, please let go, I don't have the strength to talk to you now." Yan Xuewei raised her hand and nudged him but didn't push him.

Mu Sishen didn't hold her stubbornly anymore, he let go, and Yan Xuewei leaned on the back of the sofa slightly tired.

I saw her eyes closed slightly, and she felt uncomfortable from the inside to the outside.

Mu Sishen wanted to ask what happened to her just now, but when he saw Yan Xuewei who was resting with his eyes closed, he didn't want to ask anymore. For some things, he didn't need to ask her directly.

Now, he just needs to guard her.

"I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while." Yan Xuewei didn't open her eyes, and now she was so tired that she didn't even want to talk.

"Well, go to sleep, I'll be with you."

At this time, Yan Xuewei opened her eyes, and Mu Sishen happened to be looking at her.

She saw worry in his eyes, that kind of pure worry, which she also saw in the eyes of her family.

Yan Xuewei always wondered, if she had kept the children at that time, what would they have been like?

Will they live happily together like a prince and a princess?

Also, what is happiness?

She has almost forgotten the feeling brought by these two words.

Yan Xuewei's hand suddenly fell on Mu Sishen's lips, and seeing Mu Sishen's whole body tightened, he was surprised by Yan Xuewei's sudden action.

Yan Xuewei's eyes fell on his lips, and her fine fingers rubbed lightly on it. The God of Musi looked like he had been tapped and didn't dare to move.

Before this, he would definitely turn against the guest and let Yan Xuewei see the power of a man.

But now, he dare not.

Yan Xuewei is like an ice beauty, he is afraid that his enthusiasm will melt her.

"Will you stay with me all the time?" Yan Xuewei stared at his lips and asked in a dazed look.

Mu Sishen couldn't resist Yan Xuewei's sudden change, but he hurriedly replied, "Yes, I will, I will. Xuewei, I will always be with you!"

Yan Xuewei raised her eyes, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips, and she slowly retracted her hand, "I like quiet, and I don't want to have another person by my side."

"..."

In short, she doesn't need anyone to accompany her.

However, she just wanted to ask.

Isn't this just kidding him?

However, the God of Musi was very happy.

He smiled, "I also like quiet. There are many rooms in the house. We each live in one room and we won't disturb each other."

Mu Sishen was not angry, but continued to follow her words.

Yan Xuewei looked at him, the smile on her face became thicker and thicker, this person is really more and more interesting.

"Mr. Mu, can I live here tonight?" She was very tired and didn't want to take another three-hour drive back, her waist would be unbearable.

"Okay, you can rest for a while. When you wake up, let's go eat."

Mu Sishen was very considerate. Yan Xuewei had never seen the appearance of a ten-filial boyfriend.

However, she knows the inferiority of men - what they can't get is the best.

The more he was hung, the more he liked it. On the contrary, those who are active will not be cherished.

"good."

Yan Xuewei lay sideways on the sofa, put her hands under her face, and closed her eyes to rest.

Mu Sishen gave her a deep look, he stood up and came to the door.

Yan Xuewei opened her eyes and looked at his back. Her face was calm and her inner emotions were tumbling, but she didn't have to say anything because she wanted to rest.

**

Mu Sishen sat down outside the door of the VIP lounge. He looked at the noisy crowd calmly, and suddenly felt that the life of others is life.

"Third brother, you are here, when are we going back?" Lei Zhen dressed in black and walked over like a black blind man.

"Go back tomorrow."

Hearing this, Lei Zhen couldn't help but look in the lounge. It turned out that the aloof Miss Yan was just like that, but after staying with the third brother for a long time, he was taken down.

For Yan Xuewei, Lei Zhen despised a lot in his heart.

Inexplicably, he hated Yan Xuewei and couldn't explain why. Probably because she was too arrogant to ignore the third brother. In particular, he likes to ignore and hang at the same time, he despises this kind of woman the most.

Lei Zhen didn't know that prejudice would bring him a lot of trouble.

"Won it?" Lei Zhen approached Mu Sishen and asked with a smile.

Only men can understand the ambiguity of his hilarious smile.

Mu Sishen raised his head with a bad look on his face.

Seeing this, Lei Zhen was stunned for a moment, why is he not happy?

"Third brother?"

"Have you been very busy recently? If you are really free, go to Africa, there are a lot of things going on there." Mu Sishen said expressionlessly.

Lei Zhen was completely dumbfounded. How could he be so unhappy when he took everyone down? Could it be that he was angry with that woman again?

"No, no, no, third brother, if I go to Africa, who will help you handle the affairs of country Y."

"When you leave, someone will naturally take your place."

"Don't, don't, third brother, I'm Qinger in country Y. If you have nothing else to do, I'll go first, and I have to play with my sister-in-law's two classmates."

Seeing that Lei Zhen couldn't be flattering, he found a chance to run away.

A "sister-in-law", Mu Sishen's mood has eased a lot.

"You said, can she be your sister-in-law?" Mu Sishen asked again.

How did Lei Zhen, the idiot, ever see this battle? For women, he always sleeps when he is interested, and spends money when he is not interested. It's not like the third brother, it's still moving.

Ask him if he can be his sister-in-law, how does he know? As long as this person is with the third brother, isn't it his sister-in-law?

Third brother, what does this mean? How could he not understand?

"What about you, what are you stunned for?"

Lei Zhen's eyes stared straight at Mu Sishen, and he really couldn't answer, and it wasn't right if he didn't answer.

"Can she be your sister-in-law?" Mu Sishen asked again.

"Yes!" Lei Zhen reacted immediately, "Third brother, you and your sister-in-law are a natural pair. God is a matchmaker, and no one can separate them."

Lei Zhen flattered, and Mu Sishen laughed. He liked to hear these words.

"I think so too." Mu Sishen curled the corners of his lips with an indescribable smugness on his face.

"Third brother, then... I'll go first?"

"Take care of your sister-in-law's two classmates."

"All right."

Lei Zhen replied repeatedly, he didn't dare to say anything, just smeared oil on the soles of his feet. When this man talks about his relationship, it becomes abnormal. Third brother, he will provoke less in the future.

God Mu Si chewed the word "sister-in-law" carefully, inexplicably, his mood improved.

He imagined how one day he took Yan Xuewei to his brothers' reception, and his brothers called her "sister-in-law" in unison.

Thinking of this, Mu Sishen's mood is not so heavy.

This is the life he should have given her long ago, it has been dragged on for twelve years, and they can't stand the next twelve years.

He was no longer a young lad, he knew better than anyone.

Although he has money, power and status, his age will not deceive people.

And he was not confident that Yan Xuewei would always admire him, after all, "feeling" would gradually disappear.

Xuewei, this time, I will face my feelings, how about you?