Fatal Doting on Honey Wife - C216 A vicious curse

“Looking for what?” Nangong An was even more different, but Huangfu Yunyin, who was beside him and had lost his patience, snatched the phone away. He anxiously said, “It’s me, Li Si. Dai Er, is she alright?”

When he heard Huangfu Yun’s voice, Li Si was slightly stunned, but he immediately reacted. He gently smiled and said, “It looks not bad!”

“That’s good. You guys should still be on the road. Drive properly and send her home!” Huangfu Yun muttered a few words of instruction before hanging up.

“Of course …” Reese grinned at the hung up phone, and after digesting Huangfu Yun’s warning, he turned to smile at the busy tone of the phone.

“Is it Brother An He?” Song Dale had been looking straight ahead, and only asked after she saw Liz hang up the phone.

“The first person Dell thought of always being at peace?” Reese said calmly.

Song Dell did not say anything. She blinked, but she did not say anything. Actually, she did not want to say it out loud. There was a man who was gradually stepping on Nangong An and his place in her heart. Especially the moment she jumped down the stairs, when he opened his arms to welcome her, her heart was filled with a sense of safety and trust.

When he saw that Song Dell did not continue to speak, he did not ask for anything more. He used Intelligent Light to carry out Huangfu Yun’s warning and drove the car properly, safely sending Song Dai, the treasure held in Huangfu Yun’s and Nangong An’s hands, back to the Nangong family. It was just that when Li Si was not sure about it now, this treasure like woman would eventually be taken away by someone.

Nangong An and? Huangfu Yunyin? In the end, it was difficult to guess who would be the true one, but Song Dai’er’s heart was becoming more and more difficult to determine …

On the other side of the hospital, Nangong An snatched the phone away from Huangfu Yun in a flustered and exasperated manner. He said maliciously, “What are you hanging up for? I’m not done yet!”

“I see that you have time to argue with me, so why don’t you go back to your Nangong family and adjust your defenses. After all, that fellow knows that our weakness is Song Dell, so he might use Dai Er to threaten us again!” Huangfu Yun coldly stared at Nangong An before turning around and leaving.

“Hey, where are you going?” This was because what Huangfu Yunyin had said earlier made sense. This was because from the looks of it, that mysterious person had already known for a long time that Song Dai’er was the dead end for him and Huangfu Yunyin!

Huangfu Yunyin helplessly shook his head and said, “I can’t possibly wait for my arm to become disabled before I start the operation, can I …”

“Hmph, you’d better die on the operating table!” Nangong An viciously cursed.

Huangfu Yun curled his lips and gave a cold smile. “Nangong An and you might be disappointed one more time …”

Under the urging of Song Dell, Liszt safely sent Song Dai Er back to the Nangong family. After getting out of the car, Song Dai Er ran back to her own room under the concerned greetings of her subordinates, who had been worried for the past few days.

The bedside table was empty. Song Dai’er ran out of the room like a madman, shouting at the servants, “Who touched my things, my things on the table?”

The manic servants who had never seen Song Dai’er in such a state were all struck dumb. Even Liz and the others were shocked into silence.

Song Dell gritted her teeth and ran back to her room, beginning her search.

Huala …

When he took out the small things, there was nothing that Song Dell was looking for. Song Dai’er then pulled out another drawer.

“What did you lose, Miss?” Reese stood at the door, his glasses shot out light. When he saw Song Dell’s anxious expression, he couldn’t help but ask the servant who had been scared stiff.

“No, Miss’s things are all in the room. We knew Miss would be back soon, so we just tidied up a bit!” The servant looked cautiously at Reese.

His intuition told him that Song Dell was looking for something that was very important to her. Thus, he walked over and grabbed the flustered Song Dell. He looked at her and asked, “Dai Er, calm down. What are you looking for?”

“I, I’m looking for evidence to convince me. How could it disappear? I’ve clearly put it on the table!” On her flustered little face, there were actually sparkling and translucent tears.

“Evidence to convince you?” The difference between the two was that in this gap, Song Dell was actually able to escape from his grasp and continue her search.

“Little… “Miss, could it be that the item you’re looking for is in the locker room? When we were cleaning this morning, we saw too much of that stuff, so we put it in a box …”

Before the servant finished his sentence, Song Dai’er had already turned around and ran into the locker room. At the lowest end of the wardrobe, she struggled to pull out a plastic box. She impatiently opened the lid and started searching with her hands.

Soon, a thin square object that looked like a book wrapped in colored paper came into Song Dell’s sight.

“I found it …” Song Dai’er held up the colored paper bag that seemed to be something in her hands and giggled as she sat in the messy place.

If he remembered correctly, this gift was given to Song Dell by Mr Claude. What exactly was it inside? Song Dell had said earlier that she was looking for evidence. What kind of evidence was she looking for?

“Dell, take it out and see what’s inside.” Liz reminded Song Dai’er. Only then did Song Dai’er wake up from her state of silly laughter, and she hastily tore open the colorful paper bag.

The moment the piece of paper fell, Song Dell and Liz were both stunned. The thing inside was not a book, but a disc.

A disc?

When Liszt looked at the disc in Song Dai’er’s hand, she was extremely astonished. How could he understand that Claude would actually give a disc to Song Dai’er?

At this time, Song Dai’er walked out of her room with the disc in her hand, heading towards Nangong An’s study.

Entering the study room, Song Dai’er placed the disc onto Nangong An’s computer. In a minute of waiting time, to Song Dai Er, it was as long as a century. Her tightly clenched hands were even slightly trembling, because she could intuitively determine that the protagonist of this disc was her and Huangfu Yunying!

Sure enough, he did not disappoint Song Dell. Her computer screen flashed as it automatically opened up a video window. The moment Song Dai’er’s line of sight was fixed, she was dumbfounded.

Because the clear image showed a pale-faced girl and a man lying on a sickbed. The background was clearly inside the hospital ward.

Song Dell only saw the girl’s back. The girl’s back was very thin, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind. The man was very familiar. His handsome face was very familiar, but there was an extra pale look on it. However, even though his eyes were tightly closed and thin, Song Dai’er could still tell that he was the current high-spirited and seemingly arrogant Huangfu Yunyin.

“How could this be?” Song Dai’er was really unable to compare the man lying on the sickbed in the camera with Huangfu Yun. She sat on the chair in a daze, watching the video of the girl in the video carefully wiping Huangfu Yun’s skin with a handkerchief, occasionally hearing the girl’s murmuring voice. It was just that the voice was too soft, and Song Dai’er was unable to hear it clearly.

What did Mr. Claude want with this disc that Huangfu Yun was lying on his sickbed? This confused Song Dai’er. She could only sit on the leather chair and stare blankly at this so-called evidence.

The girl seemed to be wiping something off her face with a handkerchief before hiding it in her bosom. Seeing this, Song Dai’er frowned, and then, as if someone had come in, the girl quickly stood up and gave way. The moment she turned around, Song Dai’er saw the girl’s pale, paper-like face, she was immediately shocked.

How could this be? Song Dell’s hands suddenly started shaking. When she saw the man that appeared in the video, her eyes widened. Why was it Uncle Bi?

She had no memory of these things, so she was not surprised. What shocked her the most was what exactly was happening. However, the video of her and Beetle’s conversation made her realize what was going on.

“Dell, why don’t you have surgery? This is the only way for you to survive! ”

“This method also conceals a higher level of despair. No, no, I don’t want to give him a few more glances.”

Song Dai’er heard these two short lines clearly, and her eyes immediately went blurry. This scene should’ve been before her surgery, and at that time, she had refused the operation just to take a few more glances at the unconscious Huangfu Yunyin on the sickbed? Had she really loved him so much?

During the moment that Song Dai Er was dazed, the camera turned and the moment that she walked out of the ward, Song Dai’er was sitting in front of a computer, numbly watching her past self. She fell at the door of the ward and continuously struggled, as if she wanted to stand up, but she did not even have the strength to get up.

What Song Dell heard was Nangong An and the panic-stricken girl carrying her, whose face was covered in blood, up from the ground. Their eyes were filled with grief as they begged her to agree to the operation.

What did he say? What did he just say? Song Dell’s eyes reddened as she looked at her former self struggling until she became powerless in Nangong An’s arms. Finally, she whispered something into Nangong An’s ear before being carried away by Uncle Bi. Uncle Bi’er’s voice filled Song Dai’s ears as he said, “Take advantage of the fact that your brain hasn’t died and operate to save you …”

She knew that she had died once, but she didn’t expect the scene before she died to be like this. Claude said that this was the proof that she and Huangfu Yunyin had used their lives to love each other? But before she died, what did she say to Nangong An?

“Reese …”

Song Dell knew that Liz didn’t leave, so she started shouting. From the sound she heard from the video just now, she naturally knew what segment Song Dell was watching. Since Song Dell called him in, she would naturally ask about something related.

“Tell me, why was Huangfu Yunyin lying in the hospital before I operated on him?” Song Dell pressed Liz.

Liszt lowered his eyes and said, “Dell, do you really want to know?”