Maruko clearly saw a lit flame in Ding Suwei's eyes, full of seriousness in searching, without any jokes, her heart suddenly sank and began to panic. She had long felt something was wrong with Ding Suwei, but she didn't expect it to turn out like this.

"Vivi? You, don't scare me! Are you okay?" Maruko's face suddenly turned pale. Now both of them were sitting in the living room in the early morning with pale faces. Like two ghosts, Maruko didn't want to believe anything, and he couldn't believe that Ding Suwei couldn't bear the blow and became a little crazy.

"Haha." The light in my eyes suddenly became dark and she said in a daze: "If you don't believe me, you don't believe me at all."

"Vivi, what did you make me believe?" Maruko said anxiously in even more panic.

"I want you to believe that I am not the person I am now! I am reborn!" Ding Suwei suddenly reached out and grabbed Maruko's shoulder and said excitedly: "Don't you think I am different from before?"

"Everyone will change himself!"

"No, I'm different, different!"

"Vivi, stop thinking about it, that's a plot that only exists in the novel."

"Why don't you believe me, why?!"

Maruko struggled to escape from Ding Suwei's hands, and took a few steps back with fear and said intermittently: "I believe you, I believe."

Feeling the strangeness of the meatball, Ding Suwei suddenly calmed down. She instantly understood the look of her eyes. She regarded herself as a terrifying stranger.

In an instant, accompanied by the dark light in the living room, the helpless and desperate vines almost wrapped around Ding Suwei. Suddenly, a person's expression suddenly appeared in his mind. The words he liked to say immediately lingered in Ding Suwei's ears. It doesn't matter, I'm there.

"I'm going to find Zuo Chen." As he said that, Ding Suwei stumbled towards the door.

Maruzi was there and she wanted to step forward to block Ding Suwei's way, but she was a little scared. When she turned around, she saw the door of the house that was still closed tightly. Maruzi ran over and smashed the door with great force, shouting to wake up the people in the house.

At that time, Ding Suwei had just walked to the door and reached out to take off her coat. She opened the door and ran out while wearing it. She was inexplicably sure that Zuo Chen would believe everything she said, and would even agree with everything she said.

He hurriedly ran downstairs with his messy head scattered. On the street covered with light blue in the early morning, Ding Suwei stopped a taxi and rushed to SZ Club with a scattered look. There was a voice in her heart constantly urging her to get faster, faster, and faster. She wanted to see the person stroking her immediately, and then say the words that could wipe away any uneasiness in her heart in an instant. It really doesn't matter if he is there.

Maybe the old man felt very pity for her today. Because of the cold weather on the road in the early morning, there were only a handful of cars running past several cars, and there was no sign of the noisy and crowded appearance on weekdays. Moreover, Ding Suwei did not encounter a red light along the way, and she arrived directly at the door of the sz club without any obstacles.

To be honest, Ding Suwei was not sure that Zuo Chen was really in the club, but the woman's sixth sense told her that the phone call that had not stopped in his pocket yesterday must be related to the club. When ringing the doorbell, Ding Suwei stood at the gate and took a few deep breaths of the cool morning air, hoping to calm down her chaotic mood.

After a while, the sound of the doorbell stopped but no one came to answer the door. The quiet atmosphere around was unusual. Ding Suwei reached out to try to open the door, but unexpectedly opened the door directly.

She walked in carefully and lightly. The whole villa changed from the hustle and bustle of chaos in the past, as quiet as if there was no one. She opened her eyes wide and looked around. She sat there alone in the huge living room on the first floor with her back facing Ding Suwei.

"Zuo Chen."

"Zuo Chen."

Ding Suwei looked at the man not far away and called softly. Although the two were a little distance away, she recognized him at a glance, but unexpectedly there was someone in the living room.

When she turned around, she felt that her blood was stiff. The man seemed to have always been wearing the most exquisite makeup, as if he was always so noble, elegant and dignified. Even in pajamas, he was still arrogant, forming a wonderful contrast with Ding Suwei at this moment, which made Ding Suwei look so stitchy.

The man walked past her with a cup of warm milk and walked straight towards Zuo Chen and sat down next to him. The latter turned his head and looked at Ding Suwei behind him. He was full of shock and a hint of inexplicable panic.
Chapter completed!