After Qi Yan packed up, under the protection of bodyguards, the two of them went to Qi Yan's friend's house as a guest.

This friend is Qi Yan's work partner. His Chinese name is unknown, but his English name is Lila. He is in his thirties and is of Chinese descent.

Time has left no trace on her face. She is dignified and intellectual, full of the temperament of a successful person.

Lila likes to be clean. The yard where she lives is in the development area of ​​​​Jinghua. She has built a two-story villa by herself. The courtyard is filled with her favorite green plants and flowers.

"Long time no see." Lila shook hands with Qi Yan and greeted her warmly. When her eyes fell on Qi Yan, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes: "Is this your new wife who was mentioned in the news?"

"Yes."

Qi Yan took the initiative to say hello, "Hello, I am Qi Yan."

"I've admired you for a long time."

After the two shook hands, Lila led them into the yard: "Come and sit, now is the time for carnations to bloom. Regardless of the meaning of its flower language, I still like its petals and color."

There are several rows of fences in the courtyard as decoration, and several strings of ivy are hung on the white walls. The ground of the courtyard is paved with cobblestones. Walk along the stone path to a pavilion with rocking chairs and small bookshelves inside.

"I usually prefer to lie on it to enjoy the coolness and read a book." Lila introduced, and she held Qi Yan's hand affectionately, "You can try lying on it, it's very comfortable."

After all, it was the first time they met, so Qi Yan was a little reserved. She said yes but didn't move her body.

Qi Yan put his hands on her shoulders and whispered in her ear: "Go, just relax and let Lila and I talk about work."

Qi Yan nodded and went to sit on the rocking chair in the pavilion.

Qi Yan and Lila were standing not far away communicating. It could be seen from their expressions that they were very familiar with each other.

Qi Yan observed the surroundings. The layout of the courtyard was very detailed. It could be seen that Lila had taken care of it carefully, and every flower and plant was full of vitality.

She raised her head and saw the inner roof of the pavilion.

It was a decorative pattern she had never seen before. In the past, for the sake of beauty, people would draw patterns on the ceiling, or they would draw nothing at all, and use the original materials to arrange them regularly and neatly, allowing people to experience the beauty of harmony.

But the top structure of this pavilion is strange. It is made up of countless overlapping rings, which become denser toward the center, like a deep vortex that can suck people's souls in.

With just one glance, Qi Yan felt panicked and her brain felt swollen and painful.

She quickly lowered her head and rubbed her temples to soothe.

There was an unopened bottle of mineral water on the small coffee table next to the rocking chair. She opened it and took a few sips. She felt much better.

Over there, Qi Yan was still chatting with Lila. The two of them were talking and laughing, going back and forth, and the conversation was going very smoothly.

She didn't dare to look up anymore and swayed on the rocking chair for a while, waiting for Qi Yan to finish talking about work.

"Are you tired of waiting?"

Qi Yan took off his coat at some point and slung it in his arm. He was wearing a simple white shirt. The watch dial on his bone wrist was inlaid with several exquisite rubies, highlighting its value.

"Let's go."

He took the initiative to hold her hand.

"Are you done talking?"

"Yes." Qi Yan's eyes were gentle and he noticed that her face looked a little bad: "Are you feeling well?"

"Fortunately."

After sitting for a while, she felt much better, at least she didn't feel dizzy anymore.

"I didn't invite you to tea this time. Maybe next time. Mr. Qi said he would take you shopping." Lila said regretfully before leaving.

Qi Yan was very curious, "What are you going to buy?"

"You'll know when it arrives."

Not long after, the car stopped in front of a jewelry store.

Qi Yan is not interested. She does not have high pursuit of these jewelry. She will not take them with her until she is alive. In contrast, she prefers money, which at least allows her to enjoy the moment.

"Hello, you two, would you like to have a look at the gold jewelry?" The salesperson greeted us enthusiastically. Seeing how well-dressed these two people were, they looked like they were big customers.

"Buy a ring." Qi Yan said.

The salesperson's eyes circled around the handsome couple, and he immediately understood what was going on: "Please follow me."

Qi Yan was led by him to the diamond ring sales area. The soft lights in the cabinet shone on the ring, making the ring on it exude a charming glow.

She looked at him, and the man's profile showed tenderness under the light. After noticing her gaze, he pointed to the diamond ring on the counter, "Do you have any that you like?"

She didn't want to disappoint him, so she picked one at random.

The salesperson immediately echoed: "Miss, you have good taste. This is our main product this year."

Qi Yan held her hand: "Put it on and try it."

The delicate and white fingers were gleaming after being decorated with diamonds. Although the burns on the palms had not fully recovered, just looking at the back of the hands, they were still as flawless as a piece of carved jade.

"Do you like it?" Qi Yan waited for her comment.

"Well, it's beautiful."

She touched the diamond ring on her finger. In a daze, the shining diamond suddenly became sharp and cut her finger.

Although the wound was not deep, drops of blood were still visible.

She wanted to be angry, but she thought it was not a big deal and there was no need to show off her temper. She just frowned and said, "Please help me get a piece of paper."

The salesperson hesitated for a while: "Do you want writing paper or..."

"Didn't you see that I was cut?" Qi Yan exposed the wound, "Of course I need toilet paper."

The salesperson was startled. She looked carefully and saw that the girl's hands were white and soft, without any blood stains.

She was a little confused for a moment and subconsciously looked at the male customer.

Qi Yan nodded.

The salesperson understood and took the wrapping paper and pulled it over.

Qi Yan took out two pieces of paper and wrapped them in Qi Yan's hand, "Since I'm injured, I won't buy it now. I'll pick a better one another day."

"Okay." It was the first time Qi Yan saw a ring with such rough workmanship that it could actually cut her.

She took off the ring and put it on the counter, "Trouble."

The salesman's eyes were a little frightened, but he still nodded and said nothing.

The way she looked at Qi Yan was like looking at a mentally ill person.

When Qi Yan walked out of the jewelry store, D77 reminded: [Sir, you are not injured, what happened to you? 】

Qi Yan paused and looked at her hands blankly.

Sure enough, the wound just now disappeared.

She looked at her hands repeatedly, and her thoughts were confused for a moment. Was the hallucination appearing again?

Qi Yan desperately tried to squeeze out a ray of clarity, and she recalled the pavilion at Lila's house just now.

She discovered to her horror that this was no hallucination.

It's hypnosis, the hypnosis designed by Qi Yan!

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