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

Chapter 9: Marry the rich young master who is dying of illness 9

On the table in the center of the bedroom, there was a sumptuous table of food, candles, two wine glasses, and two bottles of red wine.

When she found this table of food, Wang Yuer's saliva was already flowing all over the floor.

She was really hungry.

"I'm sorry! Beautiful husband! I'm going to start before you wake up!" Wang Yuer waved her hand in front of Si Yi's eyes.

Then, I couldn’t wait to rush to the table of delicious food.

Pulling out the chair and about to sit down, Wang Yuer suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, the door is not closed yet!" If someone suddenly opens the door and comes in and sees her eating and drinking invisibly, how will she be able to gain a foothold in the Si family in the future?

Wang Yue'er resisted her hunger and ran to lock the door. After confirming that the door was locked, she sat down at the table filled with delicious food.

On the table, there are lobsters, roasted chicken, grilled fish, fruits and other foods.

She was holding the roasted chicken leg with one hand, lobster meat with the other, and a piece of cantaloupe in her mouth, trying to swallow it without even chewing it.

She almost choked to death as she ate too fast. She coughed loudly and poured a full glass of red wine.

It gurgled into my stomach like water.

After drinking three or four glasses of red wine in a row, she burped loudly, and her whole body felt refreshed.

Having enough to eat and drink is one of the great pleasures in this world.

Little did she know that there was a gaze in the corner of the room that had been watching her.

If she had noticed this gaze earlier, then she wouldn't be in such an embarrassing situation the next second.

Feeling a burning sensation on her back, Wang Yuer turned her face stiffly, her whole body stunned.

"You, when did you wake up?" Wang Yuer stared at Si Yi who was still lying in bed in disbelief.

A moment ago, he was sleeping like a dead pig, but now, his eyes were open.

When he opened his eyes, he looked even more charming, with evil long eyes, a bit of gentleness in the evil, and misty eyes that touched people's hearts.

However, he still seemed very weak. He opened his lips and said slowly: "From the moment you take off the hijab!"

"What? What? Did you see it all?" Wang Yue'er's face immediately turned red as if burning.

"No! Not only did everyone see it, but they also heard it!" Si Yi said in an extremely weak voice.

"What did you hear?" Wang Yuer asked tentatively.

"What do you think?" Si Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and covered his eyes, but then raised his eyelids with difficulty and looked at Wang Yuer.

"Ha! Ha ha! You must be very hungry!" Wang Yue'er got up from the chair, and in order to cover up her embarrassment, she pretended to be concerned about her husband Si Yi.

After drinking several glasses of strong red wine, she walked unsteadily.

She wandered towards Si Yi's bed.

She had just reached the bed, but before she could stand still, her whole body was thrown towards the big bed as soon as her feet were empty.

She screamed in fright.

The person who suffered the most was not her, but the seriously ill patient Si Yi, who was suppressed by Wang Yuer's whole body, and he almost died.

"Are you okay?" Wang Yuer quickly turned over to one side.

She was really frightened. If she crushed someone who was already dying of illness, she would not be able to walk out of the house alive.

"What do you think?" Although Si Yi's voice was weak, the volume increased a lot, and he was obviously talking about Wang Yuer.

"I'm sorry!" Wang Yuer looked at Si Yi apologetically.

There were two red clouds on her fair cheeks, not from shyness but from drinking. She stared at Si Yi pitifully, making Si Yi dumbfounded.

"Help me up!" Si Yi said with difficulty.

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