Suddenly, a scene flashed through my mind. In the moonlight bar, Zou Chen once told me about Ye Jia’s, er, and … father’s car inspection report. What did he come from? He knew that the report would let his father agree to my divorce with Meng Chengyang … And who let out the earliest Meng Chengyang scandal? What happened to Yatai later … Did it have something to do with him?

It’s difficult to be a game from one.
Zou Chen smelled biting and Su Qing warned me not to think about it for a while.
I covered my heart and felt like a knife.
"Miss Lin, are you all right?" Sister came in to see me lying on the bed, covering her heart with tears, and she was a little panicked.
I was in tears before I knew it.
"Miss Lin" elder sister patted me on the shoulder carefully.
I suddenly got up and waved her to the door.
"Miss Lin …"
I ran out of the room and quickly found the stairs, but I ran into Zou Chen, who was about to go upstairs. He hugged me. "What are you crazy about?"
"You let me go, you let me go." I beat him hysterically like crazy.
Zou Chen held me tightly in his hands, but I wouldn’t let go no matter how I played or kicked.
"Zou Chen, I hate you … you let me go … you let me go"
Zou Chen tasikmalaya picked me up and thundered, "Calm down!"
I waved my palm and slapped him in the face. I was slightly stunned, but I quickly raised my other hand to scratch his other face and successfully scratched three red marks. At this time, I was willing to die with him.
His face is as heavy as the sea, and the gloom is looming under his eyes, holding my hand but not moving. I slap his face and walk downstairs step by step.
After the fierce struggle, I gasped weakly and grabbed his collar and sobbed, "Zou Chen, you king egg."
"You are imprisoned … it is illegal … I will sue you."
"You are a devil."
The elder sister looked worried at the stairs and asked, "Is Mr. Zou and Miss Lin all right?"
"Mrs. Lin, you go first." Zou Chenyin never had this feeling, so she took me back to the bedroom.
"I’m going back to Rongcheng … I’m going back to Rongcheng" I muttered with my head leaning against his shoulder.
He put me to bed, and I struggled again. He simply leaned over and pressed me to imprison me on him. I gasped in his body, and my heart was sad and speechless.
Section 7
"Zou Chen … I hate you." I murmured, my eyes staring at the ceiling in despair.
He buried his face in my neck and said nothing, and he exuded a strong sense of sadness.
……
Two people just stalemate.
Just when I was about to be crushed to death by him, he lay on his side and hugged me in his arms.
"Let me go back to Rongcheng … I’m tired of playing with you. What else do you want?" I begged in a low voice
He tightened his arms and still held me so stubbornly without saying a word
Chapter one hundred and eleven possessed
He tightened his arms and still held me so stubbornly without saying a word
And what am I trying to say?
I don’t know if it’s medicine or something, but it didn’t take me long to feel that my eyelids were heavy and I fell asleep in his arms
When I woke up again, it was dark outside
Zou Chen was smoking a cigarette by the window, and the smoke from his mouth enveloped him.
His silhouette seems to be covered with a veil, but it is a little vague but soft. I don’t know what it is. Looking at it like that, he has an indescribable loneliness and a touch of sadness, which is a bit distressing.
I lay in bed and looked at him quietly.
He holds a cigarette hand lightly against his cheek and holds a cigarette with slender fingers. When the cigarette is handed to his mouth, he will squint slightly and spit out the smoke ring. His eyes are a little melancholy but charming. I believe that no matter what kind of girl sees him, she will be fascinated on the spot and I will not call out.
I look down on myself a little bit. It’s really cheap and hopeless, but I still can’t bear to take back my sight. Maybe the chance is running out, so it’s an eye to take a look.
Zou Chen smoked his eyes one after another and looked out of the window. I don’t know where my thoughts drifted, like I was going to smoke until I was old.
I don’t know how long it took for my throat to itch suddenly and I couldn’t help coughing it up.
He suddenly put out the cigarette butt and came over, helped me sit up from the bed and patted me on the back.
I coughed several times before I caught my breath.
He took a side of water and handed it to my mouth. I took the cup and drank it several times, which made me feel relieved.
He took back the cup and asked softly, "Are you hungry?"
I hung my eyelids and didn’t want to talk.
"Take the medicine first." He took the medicine from the bedside and handed it over.
I looked at the pills in his hand and filled his chest with panic.
What does he care about? Didn’t I say I was tired of playing? Whatever it is, he should have achieved it soon. Then why are you pretending here?
Anger arises from nature.
I waved his palm and the pills were scattered all over the floor in an instant.
Zou Chen looked at me with his mouth clenched and his jaw tightened. He got up and bent down to pick up the floor medicine one by one and threw it into the garbage can. He took out a few pills from the medicine box and handed them to me again.
I just wanted to knock him off again, but I said, "If you dare to knock him off again, you will never go back to Rongcheng."
I looked up at him.
He looked down at my cold light sword and gently opened his lip. "I mean it."
I gently pulled my lips and smiled indifferently. "Well, I died once anyway. It’s nothing to be afraid of."
"Don’t be ungrateful, Lin Tong." His eyes are full of ups and downs, but he keeps it.
"I don’t know what to do." I met his eyes. "I hate people like you … ah!"
Before I finished speaking, Zou Chen slammed the cup in his hand on the floor, splashing and falling flowers startled me.
"Do you eat or not?" His eyes were cold and irresistible.
I watched him bite his lip, his eyes were red, but he was stubborn and didn’t let the tears overflow.
His eyebrows were locked, and I looked at my eyes as if something was gradually disintegrating and collapsing. Suddenly, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath and then opened his eyes, which was already indifferent.
His cold face reminds me of the night in the park, when fear suddenly filled my mind. I drooped my eyelids as if I had been slapped on the back, and the pain was unbearable and I lost my tears.
At that time, the room was quiet and strangely suffocating, which made people feel a little breathless.