Selling Yourself to Pay Your Gambling Debts: The Rich and the Young Buy a Wife

She cared about him so much, and she was so sad when she thought that he would die!

She was really scared, he knew this, because her hands were cold and she was desperately hiding in his arms.

"Yue'er, can I trust you?" He had the courage to ask this question.

"If I say that my illness is feigned and I have always been faking it, would you believe it?"

"What did you say? How is this possible?" She jumped out of his arms.

Staring at Si Yi in disbelief.

"Five years, you have been sick for five years, not five days! And I saw you with my own eyes and saw that you were unable to take care of yourself. How could this be just an act?" Wang Yue'er shook her head.

Although she hoped from the bottom of her heart that Si Yi's illness was fake, she didn't want him to lie to her by telling such absurd self-deceptive lies just to give her temporary peace of mind.

"Come with me!" He held her hand.

Walk towards the bed.

On the bed, he let go of her hand.

Si Yi opened the bedside table and found an inconspicuous iron can.

He handed the jar to Wang Yuer.

Wang Yuer took the jar and opened the lid, she was even more surprised.

"What are these green balls?" she asked strangely.

"This is called malingering medicine! It was only after I took it that my body was in that state!" Si Yi said.

"Medicine for pretending to be sick? How can there be such a medicine in the world? How is this possible? Besides, why are you pretending to be sick? You are so good, Third Young Master. Why are you pretending to be sick? Are you sick? Are you mentally ill?

Do you know how sad your father is because of your illness?" Wang Yuer pushed Si Yi.

"Do you think I do?" Si Yi suddenly roared.

His eyes turned scarlet, and they lost their soft look in the past. He seemed to be a different person.

She could read the deep hurt in his eyes.

What exactly happened to this big boy, and why was he so sad? Why did he pretend to be sick and so forbearingly imprisoned himself in the illness.

Maybe, knowing nothing, she really shouldn't ask him in such a tone. After all, no one wants to live like that.

Pretending to be sick is actually a real illness.

Being unable to even take care of himself is such a hurtful thing for a man's self-esteem, but he is still willing to pay such a price. There must be his reasons.

"Si Yi, no matter what reason you used to pretend to be sick, promise me to stand up again, okay?" Wang Yue'er grabbed the hands of the emotional Si Yi.

She looked at him deeply, hoping that he could give her a satisfactory answer.

"I want to stand up too! But...!" He really had too many things to hide.

He didn't know whether he should continue to pretend to be sick.

He is different now from before. He has someone he wants to protect, his wife Wang Yue'er.

It doesn't matter that he is ill, but his wife will be bullied and humiliated because of it.

"Tell me, why are you pretending to be sick?" Wang Yuer reached out and smoothed Si Yi's frown.

"Because, because,,, can I not say it?" He sat on the edge of the bed in despair.

As if he had lost his soul, his whole body became dull.

He was very sad, but Wang Yuer couldn't guess why.

"Since you don't want to say it, don't say it. Talk to me when you want to say it!" Wang Yuer let go of Si Yi's hand.