Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

Another room.

Suddenly there was a loud bang.

Xu Zekai was shirtless and had cold eyes. He turned around impatiently and said, "Who the hell is that!"

Zhan Yan strode in and placed Zhuang Mingyue on the sofa, "Get dressed for me and get here right away."

"Let me go!" Zhuang Mingyue tied his hands with a tie. He stretched his hands to his neck, but he grabbed them back.

Even though she was tied up, she was still restless, so Zhan Yan simply held her down.

Xu Zekai's face was livid, he picked up his pants from the ground in a hurry, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Zhanyan, I'm done with you." He picked up another piece of clothing and put it on.

Xu Zekai's hair was messy and he said impatiently: "Let me see the injuries on her body."

After saying these words, Zhan Yan let go. He rolled up Zhuang Mingyue's sleeves and saw that in addition to the red marks scratched by fingernails, there were also red dots.

"This is such a trivial matter. Why are you here to disturb my good deeds? Banquet!" He couldn't stop the look in his eyes that wanted to kill someone. The curse words on Xu Zekai's mouth burst out directly, "A little bit of allergies, a big fart, None of them even have this bit of common sense?”

"You two, get out of here right now!"

Zhan Yan frowned and looked at Zhuang Mingyue: "What did you eat? Didn't you know you were allergic?"

Was he angry at her?

What qualifications does he have to hurt her?

Zhuang Mingyue sniffed and yelled at him angrily: "I've eaten so much, how do I know which one I'm allergic to! It's obviously you who wants to harm me, and you said something high-sounding."

Zhan Yan stared at it without replying, and asked: "Is there any medicine?"

Xu Zekai: "It's late at night, it's still dark, where on earth can I find medicine for you?"

"You two get out of here!"

Now that the roads are blocked due to heavy snow, the only way is to wait until the roads are clear before going to the hospital.

Back in the room, Zhuang Mingyue was tied to the bed by Zhan Yanwuhua, kicking the quilt randomly, stuffing a towel in his mouth, and yelling so loudly that it gave him a headache.

Zhan Yan stood on the balcony with a gloomy expression, closing his eyes and holding his forehead. He was really asking for trouble for himself.

It was already dawn outside, and the two of them had not rested all night, but she was very energetic now.

The hotel signal has now been restored.

Zhanyan made a call.

The other party was picked up quickly.

Zhan Yan spoke in a low voice: "How are the preparations going?"

Qi Cheng: "Everything is ready, and we can leave in 10 minutes. However, the altitude of the top of the mountain here is too high, it's just..."

Zhan Yan's eyes narrowed: "Just what? Tell me!"

Qi Cheng expressed his concerns: "It may be risky if the snow is still falling."

Zhan Yan turned around and looked at the people inside, "I'll give you half an hour."

Qi Cheng: "Yes!"

Zhan Yan walked over and looked at Zhuang Mingyue's face, which was swollen to the point of disgrace. It still had the same appearance as before. She stared at him with sad eyes, and tears flowed out of the corners of her eyes.

Her condition was getting more and more serious now. I reached out and touched her forehead. It was still a little burning. It was probably a fever caused by severe allergies.

He said to her with a straight face: "I have contacted Qicheng. He will be here soon. If you want me to let you go, just be more at ease with me. Do you understand?"

Zhuang Mingyue nodded with a sob.

When Zhan Yan reached out to loosen her bonds, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The hotel manager walked in with a basin of water in his hand with ice cubes floating on it, "Mr. Zhan, wipe it with ice water to alleviate this lady's condition."

"Thank you, give it to me."

Zhanyan took over.

Zhuang Mingyue's hands were untied, and she didn't dare to see anyone with her current face.

So ugly, she has turned into a pig's head!

Seeing that she hadn't left yet, Zhan Yan asked without looking at her, "What else is there?"

The hotel manager showed a standard smile and said in a very friendly voice: "Mr. Xu said that you should pay for the door of 1606. Look..."

Seeing that he has an extraordinary temperament, is polite and dignified, and does not know which family he is from, the hotel manager does not dare to offend him, so he can only say nice things.

Zhanyan put down what he was doing, took out his black wallet from his coat, and took out a bank card from it.

The hotel manager immediately took it with a smile: "This is the hotel's purchase order. You can check the price of the door."

"no need."

"Okay, I'll swipe your card right now."

The hotel manager walked out quickly.

The doors in the hotel are all security doors and can be kicked open. No one knows how much force the other party used at that time.

Only then did Zhan Yan's deep gaze fall on the person who was hiding under the quilt and refused to come out, "Aren't you afraid of suffocating yourself to death? Stretch out your hand."

"You go out, I will wipe it myself, you don't need to come."

Zhan Yan's eyes darkened, "You want me to drag you out myself? I didn't do it lightly or harshly. It hurts and you're crying. I won't care about you."

Zhuang Mingyue hesitated for a while before stretching out her hand from the quilt.

The next second, I felt a deep coldness in my heart.

And that, gentle movement.

These were the tenderness she had never received from him in her previous life.

He obviously hated her so much, Zhuang Mingyue didn't know why, but he suddenly changed.

Maybe she was still of some use to him while she was alive. If she died suddenly, it would be difficult for him to explain to Zhuang Haisheng.

Ice water to relieve itchiness is indeed somewhat useful.

After half an hour.

The helicopter arranged by Qi Cheng has arrived at the door of the hotel.

Zhuang Mingyue changed into clothes, wore a mask and a silk scarf on her head, followed him and left the hotel.

On board the helicopter.

The helicopter slowly ascended, and Zhuang Mingyue looked down at nearly a few hundred people still trapped in the hotel.

Zhan Yan's voice came from his ears, "You can't even take care of yourself, why are you still worrying about others?"

"Sit me down!"

If he hadn't suddenly become nervous, how could she be like this?

Up in the air, looking at the snow-capped mountains shrouded in silver light and covered by heavy snow, the sky and the earth are the same color, it is really beautiful...

But there is still that place that has always been in her heart. It is more beautiful and beautiful than this place...

One day, she must go and see it.