Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

If it weren't for Zhao Zhi's eccentric thoughts, Qi Yan's face alone could attract both men and women.

Although she thought so much, she felt in her heart that Qi Yan was not that kind of person. There was no evidence, it was all based on her feeling.

Qi Yan listened to this and was silent for a while.

In the end, he just clenched the business card and shook his head gently: "Sorry, I won't consider this for the time being."

Zhao Zhi felt a little disappointed, but she couldn't force it.

"Then you can call me anytime you want."

She pointed to the phone number on the business card.

Qi Yan nodded, and when she looked up again, her clear eyes were full of anxiety.

"Thank you very much for what you did today, but I have nothing now and I don't know how to repay you. Is there anything I can help you with?"

This look made Zhao Zhi stunned, and she vaguely recalled her past self.

It is also so desolate and sincere.

She smiled, as gentle as the moon in the water: "Okay, then I will definitely find you if I have anything to do. Let's exchange contact information. Don't be restrained. You can come to our house often. Lao Fan and I both liked you at first sight."

Qi Yan quickly took out her cell phone with one hand, and after they exchanged contact information, the car arrived at her residence.

Zhou Ran looked at the dilapidated residential building in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

"Is there still such a place in the imperial capital now?"

The assistant snorted, "Brother Zhou, rich people like you certainly don't know how many workers now live in urban villages for the convenience of commuting."

The assistant recalled that when he had just graduated, he came to the capital with dreams in his heart and even lived in a basement. He couldn't help but wipe away tears of sadness.

Zhou Ran sneered and threw a pack of tissues to his assistant: "Go outside and cry if you want to."

After Qi Yan said goodbye and went upstairs, Zhao Zhi looked at the dark residential building, sighed, and asked her assistant to drive.

After the nanny car drove some distance, Zhou Ran, who was sitting in the passenger seat, spoke softly.

"Sister Zhao, you don't really want to accept that just now, do you?"

Their conversation was not quiet, and you could hear it clearly even if you didn't want to.

"What, no?"

Zhao Zhi looked away from the phone screen.

"No, you said you're pregnant. Wouldn't it be too tiring to take care of a new person?"

Zhou Ran turned his head and said with a pursed mouth.

"Don't mind my business. It's still a long time before the due date. The girl is very talented. If possible, I would like to let her enter the circle for development."

Zhao Zhi frowned.

I think so, but people are not happy about it.

She felt annoyed when she thought of this, and even looked at Zhou Ran in a bad mood.

"How dare you worry about others? I haven't finished scolding you for what happened today!"

Zhou Ran realized something was wrong and immediately put his hands together, begging for mercy.

"Sister Zhou, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again next time. Please be merciful and don't be angry!"

Zhao Zhi was so angry at his funny look that she glared at him and scolded him with a smile.

"You'd better remember this, or you'll be in trouble if you're caught by the media."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Residential building.

As soon as Qi Yan entered the door, Manager Ren sent a message.

[Since you are going back today, take a good rest and don’t forget to come to work tomorrow. ]

Qi Yan replied with a period, put the phone down casually, let his hair fall into disarray, and loosened his hand that had been clenched tightly from beginning to end, and bright red blood flowed down his palm.

She pulled out the fragment embedded in her palm expressionlessly and threw it on the table. The pain lessened and the heat in her body became more obvious.

There was medicine in the wine, and the dosage was not small.

Qi Yan ignored the bleeding hand and walked towards the inner room. The blood flowed down her white and slender fingers and dripped onto the ground like a path of bright red flowers.

This scene is seductive and morbid.

She took out an unlabeled medicine from the box, poured out a pill, and swallowed it without water.

After eating, he treated the wound on his hand with a cold face. The heat in his body was slowly suppressed as the medicine took effect.

The effect is remarkable, but this medicine also has side effects.

Qi Yan sat on the ground, where hydrogen peroxide and medical gauze were scattered. Her body began to feel cold, and the suffocating coldness hit her internal organs. She could only breathe deeply to relieve the pain.

She endured the discomfort and wrapped herself in the quilt. This time her face was truly pale.

In the silent night, she huddled in her quilt. Even with two layers of clothing, it did little to alleviate the chill coming from her internal organs.

Qi Yan woke up in the afternoon of the next day.

She stood up, holding up her swollen and aching head, and there was no abnormality in her body.

If you don't take medicine to relieve the strong aphrodisiac that is harmful to your body, there may be some sequelae. Although the side effects of the medicine are unbearable, they do not cause any harm to your body.

She went to the dining table and poured herself a glass of water, but before she could drink it her cell phone started vibrating wildly.

Qi Yan silently drank a sip of water before picking up the phone. Countless missed calls and messages filled the entire page.

She took a quick glance and didn't want to look at it anymore.

He calmly drank the rest of the water before continuing to read.

Just when she had not read half of the content, the door was suddenly broken open from the outside. Qi Yan frowned and looked outside with an unexpected expression.

The door, which already had weak anti-theft capabilities, was now dented in the middle and hung crookedly on the door frame, waiting for the long, straight legs to step in.

'Boom—'

The iron gate fell down, and Qi Yan looked at the door of glorious retirement and gritted his teeth calmly.

She leaned lazily on the back of the chair, looking at the person who came in with a smile.

"Don't you say you have self-respect and won't come again?"

"Is Mr. Shen's dignity so worthless?"

Shen Rao ignored her ridicule, his eyes falling straight on her bandaged hand, his brows furrowed, and he walked quickly towards her, wanting to reach out but afraid of hurting her.

"How did you get hurt? Did something happen yesterday?"

In his secretive eyes, there was undisguised worry. He held her hand gently with heartache, not daring to check the wound rashly.

"Let's go to the hospital."

His tone was heavy, not like he was negotiating.

But Qi Yan was not someone who could be swayed by his words. She pulled her hand back. Perhaps because Shen Rao was afraid of tearing the wound, she pulled her hand back particularly smoothly.

She glared at him coldly: "Don't bother yourself, just deduct the money for repairing the door from the money I owe."

"Qi Yan!"

Shen Rao was enraged, his eyes were filled with red light, like a torch in the darkness, capable of igniting everything in an instant.

But when his eyes met Qi Yan's indifferent face, he felt as if someone had poured icy water on his head.

"Okay, if you don't want to go to the hospital, then don't go."

He compromised.

He always gives in and compromises in front of Qi Yan.

These words made Qi Yan look at him again. Seeing that he didn't leave and started to make a phone call, she couldn't help but urge him.

"You should leave now. This place is really not suitable for you to stay any longer."

Shen Rao didn't know what he said to the other party. After hanging up, he sat next to Qi Yan.

"I can go, but you tell me what happened yesterday."

He stared at Qi Yan's face, his dark eyes returned to calm, but the atmosphere around him became stagnant.

Shen Rao certainly knew what happened last night and what Qi Yan almost went through.