Chapter 1042: Die in a Dream

Chapter 1042 Died in a dream

Yu Yuehan: "This shows that the Mohist family is not entirely left to Mo Qian to have the final say. Otherwise, with the power of the Mohist family, the Yu family would not be afraid at all."

Fan Yu also reacted quickly.

"You mean, as long as we find someone who can restrain Mo Qian, we have a chance to figure out all the problems?"

Fan Yu put down the water glass and stood up from the sofa.

"Mo Qian's current goal is Liuliu. It is not suitable for you to go to N City anymore. Leave the contact with Mo Yongheng to me."

"If you need it, you can ask Zheng Yan. She is very familiar with N City and she can help you, but..." Yu Yuehan paused.

Fan Yu raised his eyebrows, "But what?"

Yu Yuehan: "It's nothing, you'll know it when you meet her."

Fan Yu: "..."

Zheng Yan.

The name sounded like it belonged to a woman, but why did Yu Yuehan's eyes look like he was referring to a love rival when he mentioned her?

It actually made Fan Yu a little more curious about this "Zheng Yan".

He put away the business card that Yu Yuehan handed him.

Turn around and leave the Yu family villa.

On the sofa in the living room, Nian Xiaomu was still nestled in Yu Yuehan's arms.

Like a child abandoned by his family, he curled up into a ball, hugging him tightly, seeking security.

When Yu Yuehan saw Fan Yu leaving, he was about to remind her that today was their wedding night.

Nian Xiaomu had already nuzzled into his arms, "Yu Yuehan, I feel a little uncomfortable..."

"..."

It just so happened that he felt a little uncomfortable too.

I endured it for a whole day without being able to kiss or hold her.

Finally, he made a retreat and made her sign a marriage agreement and became his Mrs. Yu.

If we don't do something to celebrate,

He felt sorry for himself.

Yu Yuehan was about to carry her back to the room, when he lowered his head and caught a glimpse of her pale face, covered in night sweats, and immediately realized that something was wrong with her.

"Nian Xiaomu, look at me and stop thinking so wildly!"

A similar scene flashed through Yu Yuehan's mind. He held her face in his hands and growled in her ear.

Nian Xiaomu seemed to be unable to hear his voice and kept mumbling:

"Dad...Dad is not like this..."

"He is not my father..."

"Fire, such a big fire, it's going to burn me... Mom and Dad..."

"Beng Beng, I won't leave, you let me go back... I want to go back..."

Broken sounds kept coming from Nian Xiaomu's mouth.

Can't tell reality from dream.

It was as if he had fallen into a terrifying nightmare, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Holding his hand, the fingertips turned white.

Yu Yuehan hugged her tightly and noticed the abnormal temperature of her body. He turned and shouted to the housekeeper, "Go get the fever-reducing patch, and call the doctor immediately!"

Nian Xiaomu has a fever.

The high fever made my whole body hot, and my face turned red like burning coals.

I couldn't eat anything to reduce the fever, so I had to take injections.

All night long, I was talking in my sleep.

The doctors were also at their wits' end.

"Master Han, I'm afraid that the condition of the young mistress is related to her mental state. Is there any way to wake her up from her dream? Even if she can regain a little consciousness, otherwise, if she keeps burning like this, I'm afraid I'm going to die in my dream!"

Near dawn, Yu Yuehan asked the housekeeper to go to another courtyard to pick up Xiao Liuliu.

The soft and waxy little one didn’t know what happened.

When he was brought back by the housekeeper, he was sleeping in a daze.

Seeing Nian Xiaomu lying on the bed, he kicked off his short legs, slid off the housekeeper, and got into the bed.

Lying on Nian Xiaomu's chest.