Time and you are my fault

Zong Yanzu's eyebrows twitched, and the tip of his tongue lightly pressed against his lips.

Looking at the woman's stubborn and angry back, he felt that this joke seemed to be going too far.

He quickly chased after her and held her hand, but she threw it away, "Don't touch me!"

Chu Yi strode to the parking lot, and suddenly remembered that it was Zong Yanqi who drove the car when she came here today, but she doesn't want to be alone with him now.

Thinking of this, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the parking lot, but within two steps, he was forcefully pushed into a familiar embrace.

"Yi, I'm sorry."

Chu Yi felt that all five senses were blocked, and her eye sockets were sore and swollen.

"It was my fault, sorry."

Chuy struggled to break free a few times, but to no avail.

Her tears kept falling, and her cries muffled in his arms, "You bastard!"

"Do you know how I got here when you were in a coma!"

"I was wrong, can you hit me to vent your anger?" He hugged the person in his arms and comforted him.

After Chu Yi was emotionally stable, she wiped away the tears on her face, ignored him, and got into the co-pilot.

All the way back to the manor, Chu Yi closed her eyes and said nothing.

When they got home, Cheng Xiangyi found that the atmosphere between the two was not right, and kept winking at his son.

But seeing that his son didn't look nervous, he thought it was just a conflict between the young couple.

Chewie ignored him all day.

When I woke up the next day, the side of the bed was empty.

When I went downstairs to eat, I realized that Zong Yanqi had already gone to work.

I looked at my phone, but there was no information on it.

A sense of loss suddenly surged in Chu Yi's heart.

He didn't seem to respond to her anger.

He used to coax her, but yesterday she ignored him until he went to bed, and he didn't say much.

At noon, she hugged her mobile phone and made video calls with Lian Shanshan.

"Why are you so depressed?" Lian Shanshan asked curiously.

"Shanshan, I think Zong Yanzu seems to have changed."

"Huh? What's changed?" Lian Shanshan suddenly regained her spirits when she heard that, she got up from the bed and looked at Chu Yi seriously.

Chu Yi propped her chin, and after a long time, she said with a sigh, "He doesn't care about me that much anymore."

For a long time, even Shanshan didn't speak.

When Chu Yi looked up, she saw her covering her mouth and suppressing a smile, her face flushed with laughter.

"why are you laughing!"

Lian Shanshan hurriedly put on a serious expression, "Yiyi, a woman in love always has to worry about gains and losses, and you are pregnant, hormones are not stable, and it is normal for your mood to fluctuate greatly."

Chu Yi glared at her angrily, "Don't talk about me, why do you look so bad, are you sick?"

Lian Shanshan bit a cherry, and replied perfunctorily, "I'm tired of all kinds of late-night gatherings during the Chinese New Year. By the way, the college group is instigating a reunion for classmates. Do you want to go?"

"It's not convenient for me to have a big belly, so I won't go." Chu Yi rubbed her belly.

"Okay then, I'll go by myself."

The two chatted for a while, then hung up the video.

Chu Yi curled up on the bed, staring at Zong Yanxi's chat box on the screen in a daze.

He didn't send a single message all morning.

Chu Yi scratched her hair irritably, frowning her eyebrows tightly, and then typed a few words on the chat box.

【Have you eaten at noon?Have you taken your medicine? 】

Perhaps it is true as Shanshan said, she is sensitive during pregnancy and thinks too much.

Zong Yanqi's message came after an hour.

【have eaten. 】

And accompanied by a picture of lunch.

It was a nutritious meal specially ordered by Wang Hong.

After these two messages, he remained silent again.

Chu Yi kept telling himself that he had just returned to the company and was busy with many things.

In the evening, when Zong Yanzu came back, it was almost seven o'clock.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was the same as usual, he occasionally brought her food, and sometimes told her about the company's affairs.

Sleeping at night, Chewie lay on his side facing the window.

After Zong Yanzu washed, he lay on the bed and hugged her from behind.

Neither of them spoke.

Chu Yi had thousands of words in her heart and wanted to ask him, but she didn't know how to speak.

After an unknown amount of time, the man behind him stood up very gently.

In the dark, when vision is affected, hearing becomes very sensitive.

Chuy could hear the sound of him picking up the phone by the bed, the sound of him walking out lightly, and the sound of the door being gently closed.

The doubts in my heart are getting heavier and heavier.

An hour later, Zong Yanzu didn't return to the room.

Chu Yi looked at the time on the phone, it was already one o'clock, she couldn't wait any longer, she got up and walked outside.

The door of the study was ajar.

Chuy stood at the door and looked in, the dim light of the desk lamp shrouded the light in that area.

The man was sitting on an office chair, his three-dimensional facial features softened slightly under the warm lamp.

It's just that he frowned, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem.

Holding a capacitive pen between his slender fingers, he writes and draws on the tablet.

There was an unconcealable loss on Chu Yi's fair little face.

He has just recovered and worked so hard, can he bear it?
After standing at the door for about 10 minutes, Chu Yi finally couldn't bear the worry in her heart, and pushed the door open.

The man at the desk suddenly raised his head. When he saw someone coming, panic flashed in his eyes.

Fingers silently locked the screen of the tablet, then stood up, and faced Chu Yi who was walking over, "Why are you up?"

Chuy didn't miss the panic look on his face just now, and his eyes fell on the tablet whose screen had been blacked out.

There was a slight tingling in her fingertips, "You..."

what are you doing?
Can't you show me?

What if I have to watch it?
All kinds of questions were on the verge of coming out, but she held them back. She turned her eyes back to his pale face, and the words she said became, "You stay up so late, don't you want your body?"

The man breathed a sigh of relief and smiled faintly, "The company has some things to deal with, it's almost done, let's go back to sleep."

Chuy pouted, and took his hand and walked towards the bedroom dissatisfied, "You have just recovered, you need to take good care of your body."

The man followed her, his gentle eyes fell on her earnest little face, and the warmth of satisfaction overflowed from the bottom of his heart.

Hold her warm hand instead, "Understood, housekeeper."

The next day, Zong Yanzu left early again.

Instead of going to the company, he diverted to the Mo Group.

"Lin Fenghao is in hiding. It's not easy to catch him, but it's quite easy to catch your brother. He's quite high-profile now." Mo Shaoming stared at Zong Yanqi with a half-smile.

For the ridicule of 'your brother', Zong Yanzu didn't take it seriously.

Legally, the man was indeed his brother.

"If you could catch him, you wouldn't call me here." Zong Yanke sat on the large sofa with his back sunken into the cushion.

Mo Shaoming handed over a cigarette, but suddenly thought of something, "I forgot that you are still recovering."

"Quit." He said lightly.

"Quit?" Mo Shaoming raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Although he knew that Zong Yanchu was not very addicted to cigarettes, he also knew that he had smoked for many years.

Just quit this thing?
"Yi won't let me smoke," he added.

The corner of Mo Shaoming's mouth twitched, "Okay, let's forget about showing affection, let's talk about your brother."

"Didn't he start in Gongzhou?"

"What do you mean?" Mo Shaoming suddenly regained his energy, and his black eyes flashed brightly.

"Straight to the lair."