Invalid refusal to marry: the young wife downstairs is hard to serve

Koizumi's face was pale, his hands were pressed tightly to the seam of his trousers, and his eyes were a little at a loss.

"What's going on!" Qiao Yiqiao asked sharply, hiding the sadness hidden in her eyes, only sharpness flashed across her face.

Koizumi opened his mouth, but his voice was low as if he was whispering.

In a trance, when she saw the despair in Qiao Yiqiao's eyes, she suddenly realized, and after walking a few steps, her voice became louder: "Young Mistress, don't think too much, I don't know exactly what happened last night, it was Young Master Zhan who hugged her." You came back with neat clothes, just like drunk."

Qiao Yiqiao was startled, and slowly leaned back on the bed, his eyes were a little dull, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, she waved her hand lightly: "You go out."

Koizumi was worried, but when he saw her pale face, he retreated in small steps. He didn't know what happened, and he could only find out when Shao Zhan came back, even if he wanted to comfort him, he could do nothing.

Soon after Koizumi went out, Qiao Yiqiao got up, groped to find the phone on the bed, turned on the screen, and saw that there was nothing on the two icons of call records and text messages. Whenever I go on a business trip, I will tell myself, but now I don't even leave a word!

She wanted to call to ask what was going on, but she hesitated for a long time on the word uncle, and finally turned off the phone cruelly.

Don't read it.

You can still lie to yourself if you don't look at it. In fact, he is just too busy and doesn't have time to call himself.

Thinking about it, she turned her head out of the window, watching the Wanjia lights fall into silence.

And Zhan Heyan, who was under the same sky as him, had just flown at this time, and the flight of more than ten hours was a routine thing for Zhan Heyan in the past, but today he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"You have airsickness that you haven't seen in 800 years, why are you so presumptuous today?" Bei Mingxiao watched someone with a pale face slowly get off the plane while holding the handrail, his usual stern style was completely invisible, replaced by a sickly aura , made him laugh out loud.

Zhan Heyan got airsick!

Indeed, as a person who never got airsick since he was a child, today's experience is nothing short of fantasy. If he was beaten to death before, he wouldn't believe that such an imageless thing would happen to him, but today...

"Tell me, I heard that it's easy to get motion sickness if you think about it. What are you thinking about?"

Bei Mingxiao walked beside him, winking and teasing, with a strong gossip on his face.

Zhan Heyan frowned tightly, and smacked him in a circle with his hands: "You'd better get close to your mouth now."

Received the threat, Bei Mingxiao took a few steps back in panic, with a bit of rejoicing on his face, this person really turned his back on him, fortunately he was airsick today, otherwise his life would be in danger.

But he forgot that this small accident was caused by airsickness, if there was no airsickness, there would be no such jokes.

Sitting in the car with the windows open all the way, Zhan Heyan and Bei Mingxiao arrived at the hotel.

"This is a friend's place. Let's stay here for one night first, and we will go there tomorrow."

Mentioning this, Bei Mingxiao's face became more serious, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Zhan Heyan decided to rush over now, thinking of his own situation, nodded silently, turned around and walked into the hotel first.

For a person who has never been airsick, this feeling is more painful than giving him a knife, feeling like his head is floating in the sky.

Zhan Heyan walked into the room, took off his coat, shirt, and shoes, and went into the bathroom barefoot.

When he came out, he saw Bei Mingxiao sitting on the sofa, his computer beating loudly, his face full of seriousness.

"what happened?"

Zhan Heyan had a cold face, and wiped his hair with a towel, his eyes were still a little misty because he stayed in it for a long time, which made him look inexplicably cute.

But at this time no one appreciates it!
The movements of Bei Mingxiao's subordinates remained unchanged, the muscles on his face seemed to be moving with his hands, and his voice was a little anxious: "We are going there now, we can't wait any longer, it seems that the people over there have discovered us, The man who gave the evidence is in danger!"

Zhan Heyan threw off the towel in an instant, pulled up the shirt and trousers, and put them on in two or three strokes.

"Let's go then!"

In the dark night, it is destined to have another storm!
……

At this moment, Qiao Yiqiao didn't know if he was in a dream. He was bound tightly around him, and his whole body was uncomfortable. It seemed that someone was talking around him, and it seemed that someone was comforting him softly. What is comforting?Her heart was inexplicably more frightened!

Finally, she broke free and slowly opened her eyes.

"Young Madam, you are finally awake!"

Koizumi's surprised voice came to mind, she blinked slightly, a group of people surrounded the bed, family doctor, nurse, Koizumi, Gu Feng, and the old lady.

Qiao Yiqiao opened his mouth slightly, wanting to speak, but his throat could only make a piercing sound, as hoarse as stones rubbing against the ground.

"Don't talk if you're uncomfortable. You didn't cover the quilt last night. Koizumi woke up early in the morning and found out that you had a cold and a fever. It was almost [-] degrees. Now you can rest assured and recuperate. I have asked Gu Feng to give you the work. You have been on leave."

Pain flashed across the old lady's face, and she touched her head with trembling hands. The warm hands warmed Qiao Yiqiao's heart.

"Drink some water."

Koizumi took the water glass, inserted a straw, and slowly put it to her mouth.

Qiao Yiqiao's throat was dry as if it was going to catch fire, and she took a small sip of it. Although her throat was moistened, her throat was stinging because of the flowing water, and her brows frowned for a moment.

Koizumi was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly turned his attention to the doctor. After getting an accurate answer, he was a little helpless: "Young Madam, please drink more water, or your throat will not be healed!"

Qiao Yiqiao answered her words by blinking her eyes.

The old lady beside her looked at the scene in front of her and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. It's really worrying that He Yan can't find anyone now.

After drinking some water, the chapped skin on Qiao Yiqiao's lips gradually became moist. Visible to the naked eye, her complexion was no longer as pale as when she just woke up.

Everyone in the room receded slowly, leaving only the old lady sitting beside the bed with unstoppable worry in her eyes.

Knowing that Qiao Yiqiao couldn't speak now, the old lady just sat there by herself, and said slowly: "I have heard about it, and I asked Gu Feng to find someone to check it. Don't worry, our Zhan family can eat anything. If you don’t suffer, the people behind the scenes will definitely pay the price!”

Qiao Yiqiao had a little hope on his face, but he was worried when he thought of Zhan Heyan's attitude.

Sensing her gaze, the old lady patted her hand, a smile flashed across her face: "I watched He Yan grow up, he will never run away from anything, if he does something wrong this time , I will definitely not protect him!"

Qiao Yiqiao nodded slightly, with a forced smile on the corner of his mouth.

The cold and fever in winter are not so easy to heal. Qiao Yiqiao has been raised at home for three or four days before slowly recovering. Although his voice is all hoarse, he can talk.

In the afternoon, Qiao Yiqiao leaned back on the chair, seeing ashes as far as he could see.

The leaves swirled and slowly fell to the ground. In the garden where the flowers were competing for beauty, there were only bare branches left, just like her mood!
It has been four days, and Zhan Heyan's cell phone is still not turned on, and there is no call. From the beginning, I was worried that he would be angry, and now I only hope that he can come back safely.

"Young Madam, come out quickly, Gu Feng is calling back!"

Qiao Yiqiao clenched his hands unconsciously. At this time, there was only one thing to do on the phone. They got news about Zhan Heyan!
"You are not happy?"

Koizumi walked in without knowing when, with a bit of worry on her face, she asked in a low voice, thinking of the tone of Gu Feng's words just now, she felt a little more unsteady in her heart, and always felt that something must have happened to Mr. Zhan thing.

Qiao Yiqiao shook her head slightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and there was a sense of relief on her face, she already knew what had happened, so it depends on Zhan Heyan's attitude.

"Let's go, did he say how uncle is doing?"

Qiao Yiqiao's tone was calm, but the other hand was clenched tightly, and his face was tense, obviously nervous.

Koizumi hesitated and didn't know what to say, his voice was much weaker.

Qiao Yiqiao was startled, her voice was trembling, and the scars on her palms were tingling again.

When she actually picked up the phone, Qiao Yiqiao felt her heart clenched together. Hearing the situation of Zhan Heyan over there, she gritted her teeth tightly, and must not cry.

"Then come back first. You and Gu Xiao have to worry about the company. Many people in the old house are watching now. You can send uncle to my apartment."

Qiao Yiqiao felt that his eye sockets were a little hot, pulling his nerves to move, and there was already fine sweat on his forehead.

Koizumi watched Qiao Yiqiao's reaction from the side, he already felt something, and his eyes gradually turned red

"Koizumi, just pack up some necessities and go to the small apartment tomorrow, and I will trouble you for the next month."

Qiao Yiqiao had a hint of fear on his face, thinking of the injury Gu Feng described just now, his heart sank.

……

After six o'clock in the evening, Qiao Yiqiao finally saw Zhan Heyan and Bei Mingxiao.

Zhan Heyan was carried by someone, his normally stern face was still condensed at this time, his eyes were tightly closed, even though he was asleep, his brows were still frowned, as if he had encountered some difficulty.

Bei Mingxiao was not as unrestrained as before, the flowered shirt on his body was torn in some places, and his face was disheveled, but through his eyes, Qiao Yiqiao felt deeply guilty.

"I'm sorry, Qiao Qiao, He Yan did this to save me."

Grief flashed across Bei Mingxiao's face, and then he became resolute, and his hoarse voice revealed exhaustion.

Qiao Yiqiao shook his head slightly, with a forced smile on the corner of his mouth: "You are his brother!"

This is enough!