The man's hair was as dark as ink, his eyes were like ice, his red lips showed the only color on his pale face, and his white, sickly collarbones peeked out of his loose and thin pajamas. There was a gloomy aura encircling him.
He looked so severely ill, yet it didn't affect his aura at all; instead, it made everyone feel like they were in extreme danger...
Ye Wanwan was dumbstruck and stood rooted to the ground.
The Si Ye Han who was in a coma for three entire months in my past life...
Actually woke up at this moment...
This ruthless and gloomy man before her eyes used to be the greatest nightmare of her life.
She even cursed him to death several times.
However, considering that he was standing upright in front of her despite how weak he was, seeing that he had finally regained consciousness, her eyes started to sting uncontrollably...
At this moment, the man's flawless face was expressionless. When the girl walked up to him, a subtle trace of light finally flashed in his dark eyes.
"Help me over."
"Oh..." Ye Wanwan came back to her senses and quickly helped him over to the sofa opposite.
Seeing that her grandson had woken up, the old madam was very excited. "Little 9th, you're up. But you're still sick! Why did you get out of bed? Hurry, go back and lie down!"
"Grandma, I'm fine," Si Ye Han said. His gaze slowly turned to Si Ming Li, who was standing amongst the elders.
Everybody had their heads down and nobody dared to breathe loudly. As the mastermind, Si Ming Li felt very guilty and at this moment, he was in a panic.
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