Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Recently, Shen city had been facing various issues and Si Yehan had to make a trip down personally to resolve them.     

Ever since news of Si Yehan's terminal illness spread, there hadn't been a day of peace.     

He wasn't even dead yet, but these people were already starting to get out of control and were secretly forming factions that even colluded with external forces. If Si Yehan died, the Si family would be enveloped by internal strife and by then, the entire Si family would be akin to a sheet of loose sand [1].     

Ye Wanwan returned to Jin garden even though she knew Si Yehan wouldn't be able to rush back today.     

This used to be the place she hated and feared the most, but today, it was a place of solitude for her.     

In the blink of an eye, three months had passed since the family clan meeting.     

She promised the elders she would definitely help Si Yehan recuperate. After all, according to Sun Baicao, if she did everything according to his instructions, Si Yehan should be able to recover albeit slowly.     

During these three months, Si Yehan's health was good sometimes, but other days, it was bad. However, at least he didn't have any major ailments and he was stable at the moment. During the last two routine check-ups, Si Yehan's health didn't show any signs of deterioration.     

The group of elders was still making a racket, but they finally managed to make it through these past three months and because of Si Yehan's gradual recovery, the elders couldn't do anything.     

Although they made it through the most precarious months, Ye Wanwan still didn't dare to relax. The elders wouldn't let this matter be so easily; if anything happened to Si Yehan's health during this period, it'd definitely become their excuse and bargaining chip.     

Ye Wanwan was worried about him so she sent Xu Yi a text.     

[How's his health? Are things going smoothly?]     

After a long wait, Xu Yi still hadn't replied - he was probably very busy.     

Ye Wanwan stared at the deep night sky through the window. I'm afraid it's going to be another sleepless night in Shen city.     

Ye Wanwan leaned against the sofa in the living room. She waited for a reply while she drafted the business plan for her show.     

Time went by and shortly after, it was already late in the night. It started to drizzle outside and a hint of cold air seeped into the room.     

Ye Wanwan couldn't really focus anymore, so she stared at the business plan in a daze after some editing and kept feeling uneasy.     

Ye Wanwan didn't notice that late at night, in the entrance of the yard, a familiar black car had returned without a sound.     

The maid saw that Ye Wanwan still hadn't gone to bed and had to remind her gently, "Miss Wanwan, are you waiting for 9th master? He's out on a business trip and won't be back so soon. You should rest soon - it's very late now."     

It was only after the maid's reminder that Ye Wanwan realized it was past midnight. Hence, she quickly got up and prepared to shower.     

"Alright, I got it. You go get some rest too!"     

Ye Wanwan pulled her jacket around her shoulders, placed the script down and stood up.     

The second she stood up, the big and heavy door was slowly pushed open and the chilly night air and cold wind instantly invaded the house.     

Ye Wanwan was stunned when she saw Si Yehan standing at the door in a black windbreaker.     

His clothing was flipping in the wind, the iciness on his face was deeper than the rainy night and a murderous energy around him drifted into the room.     

"9th master!"     

"9th master!"     

All the servants at home trembled as they quickly arranged themselves in two straight rows. They didn't even dare lift their heads to look at his face.     

Ye Wanwan was surprised. "Why are you back so early? You're done with your work?"     

"En." He replied then handed his windbreaker to the maid by his side.     

While they were speaking, he already made his way over to her.