"Come in, it's safe here." Song Heng opened the door to his apartment, bent slightly and made an invitation gesture.
"How did you know that I ran away?" Lan Cun'er unconsciously pulled the front of her clothes and found that his coat was still draped on her body. "Oh, your coat is back to you."
"Okay, you sit down. Ah, that's right!"
Song Heng walked into the guest room, took out a set of sportswear and handed it to Lan Cun'er, saying, "Go to the bathroom and change."
Women's clothing, huh, all men are romantic, but she once believed it.
Song Heng's scrutinizing eyes caught the contempt flashing in her eyes. He smiled and explained: "The clothes belong to my sister. She lived with me before she got married, and she didn't take them away after she got married."
Being guessed about the central issue, and understanding his teasing, Lan Cun'er lowered her head and took the clothes, smiling self-deprecatingly.
After changing clothes and coming out, Lan Cun'er smiled slightly and said, "Thank you."
"Hey, you're welcome. I'm just fulfilling my obligations as a citizen. You said you wanted to hide it, where do you want to hide it?" Song Heng had an idea in his mind, but he deliberately inquired into her thoughts and made insinuations. He still understood a little bit.
Two.
Where should I hide? Of course, somewhere where the romantic ghost can't find me.
"I don't know either." Where is the place where he can't find it?
"What do you think of my place? No one lives here, so you can rest assured." Song Heng handed Lan Cun'er a glass of warm water.
In winter, the warm water warmed her heart through her palms, and her defense against him was eliminated.
"Then where do you live?"
"I live here too, but you can stay in the guest room, which is where my sister used to live." Song Heng took Lan Cun'er to the door of the room and opened it. The room was tidy, warm and feminine.
Pulling his hand away, Lan Cun'er's defense tightened around her again, and she felt a little more disgusted with men. Romantic ghosts are like this too, grabbing hands and feet at every turn.
"That's too inconvenient. I'm not married and I don't want people to misunderstand me." Originally, Lan Cun'er's refusal was just a reason, but it gave Song Heng more determination to retain her.
She is indeed unmarried. I am determined to pursue her. I will first get her in and slowly develop a relationship.
"Why is it inconvenient? It's normal for unmarried men and women to live together now. I don't charge you rent for living here in vain, and you don't live for free either."
Song Heng smiled, completely harmless.
"But, I don't have money to pay your rent either!"
"It doesn't matter, I am also in need of a nanny. You can live here for free and cook and clean for me. Oh, by the way, what is your occupation?"
"Writer."
"That's just right. I have a desktop computer here that I don't usually use. I have a laptop. You can use it to make money and then be my nanny. What do you think?"
Song Heng found out about her situation in just a few words and solved the problem for her.
Lan Cun'er looked at him in shock and found that he was not bad looking and quite tall, but he was not as handsome as Yu Guanqun.
A romantic ghost, dressed like a beast, why should I think of him? His disgusting appearance deserves to be killed by a thousand cuts!
"Thank you, I have no reason to refuse. Because I am desperate."
Lan Cun'er looked at him gratefully. Even if this was another pit, she would not go back to that devilish hell-like place.
Song Heng's heart was shocked, and he stared blankly at the pale and helpless look on her face, which made him hold back and raise his hand to reach her face...
"Please focus on yourself!"
When his hand was about to touch her, Lan Cun'er hurriedly blocked it.
"Oh, I want to help you pick out a gray hair. By the way, I do computer programming, so I spend most of my time in the studio, and sometimes stay up all night. Are you not afraid if you are at home alone?"
His sister Song Qing is very afraid of staying at home alone.
It would be nice if you weren't here! Lan Cun'er twitched the corners of his lips and said, "I'm not afraid."
"Then, let's start the nanny's work now!" Since we live for free, we have to start working, right?
"Hey, no need, you are a patient now." Song Heng glanced at her bandaged wrist, and he was so thoughtful that he did not ask why, "Please come to the room and rest first."
After laying her down on the bed and pulling up the quilt, Song Heng smiled, closed the door and walked out.
Although she lay in the hospital for a long time, this safe place really allowed her heart to relax, and soon she fell into a dreamless sleep.
Yu Guanqun accompanied Gu Yingyun until evening. When he saw that she was still asleep and lying on the sofa, he desperately wanted to leave. It had been a long time and he had to go and see how the little weakling was doing.
After sending a message to Gu Yingyun's cell phone, he glanced at her injured body on the bed and felt helpless, but he had to go.
"Master, it's not good." Not long after he walked out of the downstairs, Xiaoyun called, anxious and panicked.
"What's wrong?" Yu Guanqun asked still tiredly.
"The young lady is missing!" There was a thunder on the ground, the power of bombing.
"What? What do you think of people? Why don't you go find me!" Yu Guanqun quickened his pace angrily.
She moves so fast. Wen Zeyu hasn't been released yet. Where is she going to hide? Do you think I can't find you if you hide?
Yu Guanqun's car was so fast that the tires were almost smoking.
"Xiaoyun, tell me, how did she leave?"
Yu Guanqun put his hands on his hips and asked angrily.
"Master, I deserve to die. I saw her sleeping for several hours, so I felt relieved and accidentally fell asleep. Master, please punish me. It's my fault, I deserve to die!"
Xiaoyun was so scared that she burst into tears. She didn't want to lose her job, and her family wanted her to send money back.
"As stupid as a stupid woman. Wipe away your tears and search the hospital for me. If you can't find anyone, don't come back to see me!"
Yu Guanqun shouted, all his grace and restraint were gone.
After dialing several numbers in a row, he had already cast a net to search for her, and he was not idle either, circling the streets looking for her.
After searching all night, there was no sign of her. She had no money on her. Yu Guanqun couldn't help but start to worry. Is she hungry? Is she cold?
It was very cold at night, and she didn't wear more clothes. What if she fainted and got sick again on the road?
"Hey, damn it!"
He was upset and roughly turned off the pilot light.
After more than half a day, there was no news from all channels. He completely collapsed and let the stomach pain torture him.
Why wasn't he nice when she was here? Yu Guanqun was worried that she was gradually feeling a little guilty.
Where could she go? I went to her house to inquire, but she didn't come home.
By the way, today is the day of Wen Zeyu's sentencing. Will she wait for him to come out? It's possible.
Yu Guanqun quickly changed direction and went straight to the court.
After a series of investigations and Yu Guanqun's withdrawal of the charges, Wen Zeyu was only sentenced to two months in prison due to his mental disorder and history of mental illness when he accidentally injured someone.
Wen Jiaqiang breathed a sigh of relief. This was his greatest ability. He was so heartbroken that he gave away 10% of his shares! He also begged for help and obtained half-truths and half-false mental illness medical records.
Yu Guanqun looked through the car window at Wen Zeyu who was walking out in handcuffs, his sharp eyes darting around, looking for his target.