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The car drove all the way towards Lin's Dahua Group building, and Shen Boyan sat in the back seat of the limousine with an indifferent face.

At the same time, Lin Zeyu sat in the leather chair in his office, his face was distracted, and he felt mixed feelings and indescribable feelings.

He has always been very careful. Although he hangs around in the flowers, he knows more or less that there may be some diseases between men and women, so he has always been very careful to take measures to be responsible for himself and the woman. , so there has never been any incident.

It's just that woman named Shi Jiu... At that time, he did it so uncontrollably, without any measures, and this woman's attitude of refusing everything surprised him, but at the same time, she just ignored it. Obviously, I have been unable to forget what happened that day, so why didn't I think of this possibility.

It's not that Lin Zeyu never thought of contacting Shijiu. After all, he always cared about what happened that day, always thinking that it was his own fault.He went to the travel agency where Shijiu worked several times, but every time he got the message, 'Sorry, Shijiu took an overseas tour group, you can come back when she comes back. '

The more Lin Zeyu thought about it, the more unhappy he felt, until the secretary came in to report, "Young Master Lin, Mr. Chen is here."

He nodded, "Okay, got it."

When Shen Boyan walked in, Lin Zeyu just stood up, took the handbag and looked at Shen Boyan.

"Bo Yan." He called Shen Boyan, and then looked at Shen Boyan's livid face.

Shen Boyan glanced at him displeasedly, and then concluded, "You black sheep."

Lin Zeyu is not stupid either. Looking at Shen Boyan's displeased attitude, he thought that the most likely reason why Shen Boyan knew about it was because...

"Chang'an knows?" Lin Zeyu asked.

Shen Boyan snorted coldly, "Otherwise, why do you think I would say you are the black sheep? Harming others and yourself, what did I do wrong? I want to help you take care of this mess."

Lin Zeyu looked a bit resigned and humble when he didn't say a word, and he didn't seem to be in a good mood, so that Shen Boyan couldn't lose his temper anymore.

He only frowned, "Let's go."

The car drove all the way to the hospital, Lin Zeyu was very silent, looking out the window without saying a word, as if thinking about something.

"When the meeting is up, think of a way for yourself. No one can help you with this kind of thing." Shen Boyan said this, not to mention that he himself still has headaches to deal with. Know how to put out a fire.

The car stopped at the entrance of the inpatient building, and the driver opened the door for them. Shen Boyan got out of the car first, looked up at the inpatient building, and felt like he was about to go to the execution ground.

Sitting beside the hospital bed, Mo Chang'an held a spoon in his hand, scooped up the soup in the thermos, brought it to his lips to cool it down, and then sent it to Shi Jiu's lips.

"It's not hot anymore, drink it."

Chang An said this sentence softly, with a gentle voice.

Seeing her like this, Shi Jiu's eyes turned red. When had she ever seen Chang'an like this, she was always so indifferent and almost indifferent. Even if they were friends for so long, sometimes when facing Chang'an , For her emotions and attitudes, you need to explore.

Because if you don't feel around, you probably won't be able to guess what her emotions are.

But she is so gentle now, she doesn't hide it at all, she just brings the soup to her lips spoon by spoon.

So Shi Jiu felt that his heart was filled softly and warmly, and his eye sockets couldn't help but feel hot.

Tears couldn't stop falling down, making Mo Changan a little flustered, put down the spoon, grabbed a tissue and reached out to wipe her tears.

"Okay, don't cry. I just cried when I was fine. I didn't like to cry so much before. Does it hurt?" Mo Changan was only worried that she was in pain or uncomfortable, so he frowned and expressed worry in his tone.

Shi Jiu shook her head, she smiled slightly, and raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face, "It doesn't hurt. It doesn't hurt at all."

As soon as she finished saying this, the door of the ward was knocked lightly three times.

Ai Ke stood up and went to open the door, but she froze as soon as the door was opened. Two men stood at the door, and one of them was the culprit.

Looking at Lin Zeyu, such a good-tempered person like Ai Ke lost her good face, and her face turned cold all of a sudden, but she doesn't get angry very much, so she didn't say anything when her face turned cold, and walked back to the hospital bed a little angrily coming.

Mo Changan turned her back to the door of the ward, and didn't see who came in. Seeing Ai Ke walking back, she turned her eyes and looked behind, and saw these two men.

Shi Jiu's expression froze for a moment. When his eyes met Lin Zeyu, for just a moment, he didn't know what expression or attitude he should have.

So he could only lower his eyes and look at the sheets instead of looking into his eyes.

Mo Changan's expression was very cold. The previous tenderness towards Shi Jiu disappeared almost in an instant. At this moment, Shen Boyan could not even be seen in her eyes, only Lin Zeyu's face, which made her emotionally overturned in an instant.

"Lin Zeyu, your hand is long enough." Mo Changan said coldly, his voice as cold as an ice cellar.

Lin Zeyu didn't make a sound, in fact he didn't know what to say, he just looked at the pale and weak face of the woman on the hospital bed, and her eyes drooped hastily when she saw him.

There was an indescribable discomfort in my heart, so that my brows furrowed all of a sudden.

The next moment, Mo Chang'an had already stood up. Although Lin Zeyu was a head taller than her, she did not lose him in the slightest.

In just that instant, the bucket of soup in Mo Changan's hand had already been thrown directly at Lin Zeyu.

There was boiling hot soup in the soup bucket. Although the lid was opened for a while, the temperature dropped a little, but it was still scorching. Just like that, all the soup and dregs were poured on Lin Zeyu's body.

She is not tall, so she didn't splash it directly on his face. The skirt of Lin Zeyu's chest was soaked, and there was also soup on his neck.

The scorching liquid soaked through his clothes, like a branding iron, and imprinted on his skin, causing a burst of burning pain.

Lin Zeyu frowned slightly, didn't make a sound, didn't even groan, just stood there quietly.

The skin on his neck was burned red immediately, and the back of Mo Chang'an's hand was also stained with soup and turned red.

Shen Boyan frowned, grabbed her hand, dragged her to the bathroom, and put her hand under the faucet to rinse.

There was vague reproach in his voice, and he frowned displeasedly, "Mo Chang'an, can you change your habit of hurting the enemy by one thousand and hurting yourself by eight hundred!"