My Silly, Sweet Wife

A large footprint was still visible on Zhou Qing’er’s body.

Zhou Weijun was even worse off, probably with countless broken bones.

”Qing’er, don’t be afraid, Brother Ye is here.” Ye Guichen said softly, gently massaging Zhou Qing’er’s abdomen, with a series of clicks, Zhou Qing’er screamed and then stared at Ye Guichen in shock: ”Brother Ye, my bones?”

”Yes, I temporarily set them.” Ye Guichen smiled, ”Take care of your grandfather, leave the rest to me.”

”Clap, clap, clap!”

Gufang applauded: ”Oh my, Ye Guichen, you’re quite the righteous one! What, you want to meddle in the Zhou family’s affairs now? Isn’t that a bit much?”

”Exactly, as we know, it was you who broke Zhou Haijun’s arm, right?” Lin Fengjiao smirked.

They were not afraid of Ye Guichen at all.

Zhou Haijun was crippled because he was too useless.

Both Lin Fengjiao and Gufang were confident they could easily handle Ye Guichen.

”What?” Hearing Lin Fengjiao, Zhou Huairen and Zhou Weijun were shocked: ”Brother Ye, Haijun’s arm...”

Ye Guichen didn’t deny it, nodding lightly: ”That’s right! I disabled Zhou Haijun’s arm, he tried to kill me last night, I didn’t hold back. But the current Zhou Haijun is no longer the same Zhou Haijun.”

Ye Guichen spoke, standing up and looking at Zhou Haijun.

Others couldn’t see the abnormality in Zhou Haijun, but Ye Guichen could tell at a glance he’d been infected with a Gu worm.

”Brother Ye, what do you mean?” The Zhou family was even more confused.

How could Zhou Haijun not be Zhou Haijun anymore?

Ye Guichen didn’t explain, he looked at Gufang: ”Doctor Gu, am I right?”