822 Wife Doting Maniac, Domineering Slap in the Face

Yu Wan's little body froze on the spot. She was naturally very familiar with this voice and aura. B-but how was this possible? This was the Sikong Manor. How could he come here? And he even turned into Sikong Yun?

Yu Wan looked at Sikong Yun's face that was inches away and felt that it was her imagination until… the other party's hand was on her waist. He frowned. "Why did you lose weight?"

Other than Yan Jiuchao, there was no one else in the world who despised her for being thin and felt sorry for every bit of meat she lost.

She felt a lump in her throat and was about to cry—

Yan Jiuchao suddenly pinched her chin and said coldly, "No matter how much you miss me, you shouldn't ruin your body like this."

Yu Wan : "…"

Yu Wan couldn't cry anymore. She did not ruin her body. She ate well every day. It was that bastard Saintess who drugged her and did not give her food. She was starved to death!