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

When he received the news, Qi Yan had already returned home. He had been waiting for her since last night.

He doesn't reply to messages or phone calls, and no one responds when I knock on the door.

Holding back until now to score was already the greatest amount of patience he could muster.

Because Qi Yan almost got into trouble, he sent people to Zuishengju and made a big fuss. Now they are suspending business for rectification.

He also found those people last night, found out their bad deeds, and threw them into the police station along with the evidence.

He had dealt with everything and now sat in front of Qi Yan, just wanting to hear her tell him about her experience last night in her own words.

Said she needed him, whether it was for exploitation or something else.

But Shen Rao was destined to be disappointed.

Qi Yan's intact hand tapped the table from time to time: "Nothing, just an accidental scratch."

She downplayed last night's experience.

No complaints, no grievances, and no demands.

Shen Rao clenched his fists, veins bulging on the back of his hands, as if he was trying his best to endure it. He kicked over the stool next to him.

It was as if a switch was turned on. The few pieces of furniture in the room were smashed madly by him. After more than ten minutes, only the chair where Qi Yan was sitting was still intact.

She sat there, watching Shen Rao go crazy, and something in her calm eyes was covered up in an instant.

After Shen Rao smashed the things, he slowly calmed down. His hands were rubbed with wounds when he was crazy, and blood was oozing out.

He approached Qi Yan in panic, wanting to touch her, but was afraid of staining her with his blood, so he could only loosely wrap his arms around her waist and hold the backrest behind her.

Half kneeling, he held her in his arms.

Shen Rao's lips trembled, and his voice was filled with suppressed pain and panic.

"Qi Yan, I'm not sick, I'm not sick, I shouldn't be like this in front of you."

"sorry Sorry……"

"Don't dislike me, okay?"

His eager and pleading eyes fell into Qi Yan's indifferent eyes.

Doubts gradually arose there.

How could it become like this?

How could a good person become like this?

In my memory, Shen Rao was arrogant and confident. Every time we met, he smiled freely, revealing his fangs and his dazzling silver ear bone studs.

And now Shen Rao had a panicked and pale face, with a faint redness in the corners of his eyes, and a dark affection deep enough to drown a person.

Qi Yan suddenly stepped back and stood up, as if he was hiding from some ferocious beast.

Her action aroused Shen Rao's emotions again, and his eyes were filled with coldness and hostility.

"Ayan, do you dislike me?"

"How can you dislike me?"

"Qi Yan! I am in great pain right now. You can't despise me. Anyone can do that, but you can't!"

Shen Rao's voice suddenly rose, from gentle words to a roar.

He pulled Qi Yan back to his seat, and his mood recovered again: "If you are injured, just sit still."

After saying this, he walked towards the balcony, staring out the window without saying a word.

Qi Yan watched him perform a series of movements that resembled Sichuan opera face-changing, and fell into deep thought.

It wasn't until there was a knock on the door that the strange silence between the two was broken.

A female doctor with a ponytail and glasses, carrying a medicine box, knocked on the shaky iron door.

Looking at the two people in the room and the mess on the ground, he spoke tentatively.

"Hi?"

She came to check Qi Yan's wound, and there was a whole medical team following behind her, pulling some instruments in. It was just a scratch, and Qi Yan thought it was an exaggeration.

Since she was already there, she didn't act pretentiously and pulled off the bandage for the doctor to check.

The wound was not small, and some flesh was exposed. If it was deeper, the bone would have been exposed, but Qi Yan seemed to be fine.

The doctor gave her a look of admiration.

In order to avoid unnecessary entanglement, Shen Rao was kept outside when treating his wounds, and a portable medical shield was used to form a small space.

Shen Rao stared at the block, not knowing what he was thinking. The medical staff tried their best to ignore this giant Buddha with a strong presence.

They are the Shen family's medical team, and they usually work in the private hospital owned by the Shen family. They usually treat Shen Rao, who does not take care of his health. This is the first time they have been called to treat people outside the Shen family.

She was a super beauty with impeccable looks, so naturally everyone was in high spirits, but most of the instruments could not be used.

Qi Yan's wound needed to be sutured, and she had no objection. After giving her local anesthesia, the doctor began to suture her wound. When he was done, he told her to remove the stitches after 12 days.

So he went to report to Shen Rao.

After the medical team left, the two of them returned to the silent atmosphere.

"I will ask them to remove your stitches after 12 days. You should just stay at home and rest during this time."

Shen Rao rubbed the bridge of his eyebrows and said tiredly.

"I can go to the hospital and remove it myself."

And she didn't plan on not going out.

"Qi Yan!"

Qi Yan ignored his angry voice and glanced at the mess in the room.

"When you calculate the cost of smashing these things, you should also include the doctor's fees in the money I owe."

Shen Rao was so angry that he laughed: "Do you know how much it costs to hire the Shen family's medical team?"

"You can add as much as you want. A lot of debt is never a burden."

Qi Yan's indifferent attitude successfully made him choke.

He glared at her with a cold face, but Qi Yan completely ignored the resentful look.

A few minutes later, there was another knock on the door. Several housekeepers cleaned up the mess in the house quickly, and then people who delivered furniture and appliances and installed anti-theft doors came one after another.

An hour later, the originally empty house was filled with all kinds of high-end furniture and home appliances. Everything happened so fast that she had no time to stop it.

Qi Yan covered her face in annoyance as she looked at the room. After a long sigh, she glared at Shen Rao.

"Are you done yet?"

Shen Rao turned the key to the new door in his hand and said casually.

"Didn't you say that too much debt is not a burden?"

"..."

Qi Yan shifted her gaze from these things. It seemed that the "debt" had increased by more than ten kilograms of cash. She felt her temples throbbing.

She doesn't want to bear this kind of unnecessary debt.

At a glance, the living room and kitchen are full of things purchased by Shen Rao.

She found those things that exuded luxury and high-endness everywhere dazzling, damn capitalists.

Qi Yan sat in the same chair.

"How about I let you live in this house?"

"You said you wanted me to live with you?"

"..."

Qi Yan glanced at him silently and snatched the key from him.

"roll."

Then with a bang, the door was slammed. Shen Rao looked at the door and curled his lips as if to agree.

There was a real sound of a door closing outside, and then Qi Yan turned on the computer. The red circle on the screen was jumping around wildly.

For a moment she didn't want to listen anymore, but the thought only lasted a few seconds before she resigned herself to her fate and picked up her headphones.

The laughter from the other side seemed to penetrate the receiver and hit the eardrum.

"Qi Yan, Qi Yan, you are awesome!"

"Do you know what big thing your ex-boyfriend did yesterday?"

Qi Yan frowned slightly: "What?"

"He hired someone to seal off Zuishengju!"

"...?"

"Because you were bullied yesterday, he probably felt that he couldn't let you not go to Zuishengju, so he had to make Zuishengju no longer exist."