Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

Yanzhou smiled, wondering if she could see through her mind, the afternoon sun was shining in her eyes, very warm and bright, reminding her of those eyes that seemed to fill the entire starry sky last night.

Yanzhou's eyes fell on her without any cover, and Zou Zhiyi could clearly see his shadow in his eyes.

She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Probably because I don't want Mrs. Yan to think that I'm taking credit for it? Or because I don't want Mrs. Yan to worry about me?"

Yanzhou's specious tone made people unable to tell whether what he said was true or false.

Zou Zhiyi was not used to his vague ambiguity, pinched the tips of his fingers so hard that his nails turned white.

She kept her eyes closed, not looking into Yanzhou's eyes, and kept reminding herself to be promising, it was just a sentence, no one would know how to say it, don't easily give birth to thoughts that shouldn't be born just because of this one sentence Come.

Zou Zhiyi reminded herself in her heart, and her words became more and more mean: "What's the point of enduring it until this morning? Does it make me feel more guilty?"

She said: "Don't worry, if you die of pain, I won't collect the body for you, and I won't feel any guilt towards you."

Yan Zhou suddenly laughed lowly, "So Mrs. Yan is really cruel."

The voice was not at all unpleasant, but full of pampering pleasure.

"I never thought of using my injury to get Mrs. Yan's sympathy. When I was hospitalized, I planned to hide it from the beginning."

He raised his hand again and rubbed the center of his brows, as if he had exhausted his strength just by saying these few words, and he was exhausted.

Zou Zhiyi moved her lips, the words came to her lips, but she swallowed them back.

"You don't need to have any psychological burden on this matter, I should save you."

Should it be?
why?
Because she is Mrs. Yan, because she has a child in his blood?

Is that kind of reluctance to even risk one's life just because of one identity?

Zou Zhiyi didn't know if that was what he meant, and she didn't know how she should react. She looked down at her watch and rubbed her fingers on the dial. This was her habitual movement, which meant she wanted to escape.

This atmosphere is too weird, specious and ambiguous, like the temptation of the devil, pulling her step by step to make her fall into the abyss.

She got up, "It's getting late, Qiao Xi still has things to arrange, you rest, I'm leaving first."

Zou Zhiyi knew that her back must look panicked and embarrassed, but she couldn't care less, she finally climbed out of the abyss, and didn't want to fall in again.

The pace was too fast, Zou Zhiyi faintly heard voices in the ward, but couldn't hear what was said clearly.

"where?"

"Downstairs, ready to go up."

"You don't need to come up, just go to the parking lot and drive, and take Mrs. Yan back."

"Alright Mr. Yan."

……

The hospital is a little far away from Yanzhou's house, and there is a rush hour of traffic jams, making it difficult for cars to move on the road.

The radio in the car was turned on in a cramped environment, and the anchor's voice was sweet, calming the anxious drivers in traffic jams.

Looking at the almost unchanging scenery outside the window, Zou Zhiyi suddenly asked, "Is the situation in Yanzhou okay?"

"It's not very good, the main reason is that the internal organs are damaged..."

Yanzhou's assistant told the truth what the doctor said, the hand hanging by his side suddenly tightened, and the corners of his lips were almost pressed into a line.

There was silence in the car for a while, and after moving her lips, she said with difficulty: "Will that leave serious sequelae?"