After the cannon fodder mission was completed, the younger male protagonist went crazy

"You did a great job, Qingli."

This gentle compliment made Zhong Qingli burst into tears again.

“Wuwu…Xingzhu…I really regret it…I regret it…ahhh…”

The throbbing cry made a desolate scream, "Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!"

"I shouldn't have called them... Zhong Jianren! He has no heart at all!"

Chen Xingzhu's gentle voice came from the receiver, "Don't cry, Qingli."

"Don't cry for that kind of person, it's not worth it."

"You don't need to shed tears for someone like that."

"You did a great job. You successfully stopped Zhong Jianren from coming. Really, you did a great job."

After a pause, Chen Xingzhu continued: "As for Duan Rongzhi, I can't say too much."

"But, Qingli, you have to understand, if he really chooses to break up because of Zhong Jianren's words..."

"Then he is definitely not your good man."

After sniffing, Zhong Qingli responded sullenly: "Yeah."

The other person finally stopped crying, and Chen Xingzhu relaxed a little.

"One last question, have you called the police?"

Zhong Qingli: "No, but I asked the hotel security to temporarily close the hotel and set up some inflatable air cushions downstairs."

"In fact, I have seriously considered whether to call the police."

"But in the end, I didn't choose to call the police."

"First, Yisi definitely doesn't want me to call the police."

"I know him. He definitely doesn't want too many people to know about this."

"The second reason is that I don't trust Zhong Jianren and the others."

"If he knew the police were involved, I'm not sure what he would do."

"And the most important thing is, if Yisi can bravely choose to continue living, I hope the memory of tonight can disappear from his mind."

"If he calls the police, I'm afraid... he will remember this day forever."

"I..." Zhong Qingli's voice became confused, "Is my choice right? Xingzhu..."

Chen Xingzhu gave a firm reply, "That's right, Qingli, you did the right thing."

In fact, there is no standard to measure whether it is right or wrong to choose to call the police.

Calling the police may be right or wrong.

Similarly, not calling the police may be right or wrong.

Since you don’t know what is right or wrong, why waste time worrying about it?

In particular, Zhong Qingli needs affirmation now.

Such a big thing happened, and she has been carrying it all by herself. It's great that she can hold on until now.

She needs encouragement and support.

Otherwise, let alone saving Zhong Yisi, the first one to fall would definitely be her, Zhong Qingli!

She was on the verge of collapse and only managed to hold on until now with just one breath.

Chen Xingzhu's reply undoubtedly gave her renewed strength.

"Thank you." She thanked him sincerely.

Chen Xingzhu: "You're welcome. I'm almost there. Just hold on for a while."

Zhong Qingli: “Yeah.”

After thinking for a while, Chen Xingzhu asked, "Your boyfriend, Duan Rongzhi...he..."

After only saying half a sentence, Chen Xingzhu suddenly felt that he might have crossed the line.

But Zhong Qingli already understood, "I didn't tell him."

Chen Xingzhu replied politely: "Yes, OK, I understand."

It’s better for him to stay out of Duan Rongzhi’s affairs.

Over there, Zhong Qingli was a little confused, "Should I tell him?"

Chen Xingzhu: "I don't know either. You need to decide for yourself."

Zhong Qingli pursed his lips, but, I just used him...

Chen Xingzhu sighed inwardly. Alas, it seems that Zhong Qingli is not as confident in his love as he says...

Zhong Qingli suddenly asked: "Where have you been?"

Chen Xingzhu glanced around and said, "Probably another ten minutes."

Zhong Qingli: "Okay, then call me when you get there."

"Yeah." Chen Xingzhu responded and hung up the phone tactfully.

It seems that Zhong Qingli may change his mind.

Oh, I hope Duan Rongzhi is not a scumbag, otherwise... Zhong Qingli is too pitiful...

Taking advantage of this time, Chen Xingzhu took the time to ask Qiao Wenzhou where he was now, and then sent him the news he had just learned.

The other side responded almost immediately, "Okay, got it."

Ten minutes later, Chen Xingzhu arrived at the Century Hotel.

After getting off the car, he hurried to where Zhong Qingli was.

When Chen Xingzhu arrived, Zhong Qingli was squatting on the ground with his head buried in his knees, motionless.

She looked tiny, fragile and helpless.

Hearing the voice, she looked up with red eyes.

Seeing Chen Xingzhu, she stood up hurriedly, but staggered and almost fell.

Chen Xingzhu was startled and subconsciously wanted to step forward to help.

But there was one person who was faster. A person suddenly appeared from nowhere behind him, ran over quickly, and hugged the person.

"Qingli!" The man's voice sounded like he was almost scared to death.

A tall, thin, fair and handsome young man, should be Duan Rongzhi.

Over there, the boy was hugging the girl and asking her about her well-being, looking extremely nervous.

The girl suddenly lost her strength and leaned all her body weight on the man.

Looking at the pink bubbles between the two people, Chen Xingzhu touched his nose, feeling a little redundant.

But fortunately, Qiao Wenzhou arrived faster than expected.

Hearing the hurried footsteps behind him, Chen Xingzhu looked back.

Qiao Wenzhou was still wearing his theatrical costume. He was wearing a Tang suit and gold-rimmed glasses, and he looked calm and generous.

He walked up, his eyes sharp, "How is Yisi now?"

Zhong Qingli immediately withdrew from Duan Rongzhi's arms. She walked quickly forward and knelt in front of Qiao Wenzhou with a plop.

His voice was choked with sobs. "Please! Save my brother..."

This action directly frightened the three people present.

Qiao Wenzhou quickly bent down and helped the man up. Chen Xingzhu and Duan Rongzhi also stepped forward quickly and said almost in unison, "Qingli!"

Qiao Wenzhou: "Ms. Zhong, you don't have to be like this. Yisi is my friend, I will do my best."

Chen Xingzhu: "Qingli, don't worry, Wenzhou will not stand by and watch someone die."

Duan Rongzhi: "Qingli, why are you kneeling so hard? Isn't it enough to just show your appreciation?"

Zhong Qingli: “…”

Qiao Wenzhou: “…”

Chen Xingzhu: “…”

Duan Rongzhi touched his head and muttered softly, "You really don't need to kneel so hard, your knees must be red now..."

The corner of Zhong Qingli's mouth twitched, "Shut up!"

Duan Rongzhi pursed his lips and said, "Oh..." He sounded very aggrieved.

Zhong Qingli: “…”

Although she was a little speechless, she quickly looked at Qiao Wenzhou and Chen Xingzhu and said, "I'm sorry, his brain is not working well."

Even though it was said so openly, Duan Rongzhi did not show any anger, but just kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

Chen Xingzhu: You're worrying too much. Duan Rongzhi is either really stupid or he loves me too much.

Qiao Wenzhou waved his hand to show that he didn't care, and then got straight to the point, "Where is Yisi now? Miss Zhong, what do you need me to do?"

Zhong Qingli also quickly put on a positive expression, "Yisi is in the private room on the top floor now, I...I hope..."

She looked at Qiao Wenzhou anxiously, "I hope you can make him give up suicide. I know it's difficult, but I have no other choice..."

"Okay." Qiao Wenzhou agreed without hesitation, "I will do my best, Miss Zhong, please rest assured."

Zhong Qingli's tears fell again, "Thank you, my brother's condition..."

"I know. Mr. Chen has already explained it to me on the way." Qiao Wenzhou's face was calm.

Zhong Qingli nodded, "Okay, I'll take you up there."

When she turned around, the remaining two followed subconsciously.

Zhong Qingli paused and looked at Chen Xingzhu, "Xingzhu, I'm sorry, I want Qiao Wenzhou to go up alone, is that ok?"

Duan Rongzhi standing next to her was automatically ignored by her.

Chen Xingzhu stopped and said, "Okay." He agreed.

"Thank you." Another thank you.

Zhong Qingli took Qiao Wenzhou upstairs, and the remaining two stood there and watched them go.

When it was out of sight, Chen Xingzhu withdrew his gaze.

Then, he heard a cold snort coming from his side, and Chen Xingzhu subconsciously looked over.

Duan Rongzhi folded his arms across his chest, raised his chin, and looked at him sideways.

Chen Xingzhu:?