"Why do you say that? There is no possibility between me and Zhao Zhengming! My father will not force me!" Shen Jiayi was stunned by Zhuo Yifan's question, and then said with twinkling eyes, obviously this
The question made her feel very uncomfortable.
"Not necessarily? Just because you think so doesn't mean your father thinks so too! Like Yunyao, you may also have to face a political marriage! If it were you, would you be willing to marry Zhao Zhengming?" Zhuo
Yifan shook his head and said with a bitter smile.
"No! Unless I die!" Shen Jiayi answered simply, which was beyond Zhuo Yifan's expectation.
"It seems that you have a big opinion against Zhao Zhengming!" Zhuo Yifan said with a smile: "Yunyao will also not be willing to marry Murong Jian, so I have the responsibility to rescue her from this fire pit! Because she loves
It’s me!”
Shen Jiayi was silent for a long time, and finally sighed helplessly and said: "Okay! You convinced me! No matter what your request is for Saturday, I will try my best to satisfy you!" [
Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan's face burst into a bright smile and said: "Thank you in advance! If you encounter trouble with Zhao Zhengming, remember to tell me, and I will find a way to pull you out of the pit of fire!
"
Shen Jiayi was stunned when she heard this, and a strange emotion grew in her heart unconsciously. What did Zhuo Yifan's words mean? Does he want to save her like Shui Yunyao? Then she and him are the same.
What's the relationship?
Looking at Shen Jiayi's obviously stunned expression, Zhuo Yifan also realized that he had made a mistake, and smiled sheepishly: "Of course, you may not encounter such a thing!"
"Maybe I really need your help then!" Shen Jiayi said with a wry smile and shook her head.
This sentence was probably some kind of hint, and the table and chairs could see the look of resignation but firmness in Shen Jiayi's eyes.
"Then it's settled! If you find a way to bring me to the scene on Saturday, I'll leave this matter to you!" Zhuo Yifan did not dwell on that topic anymore, but returned to Shui Yunyao's matter.
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"Okay, I'll take you with me when the time comes!" Shen Jiayi happily agreed this time.
After returning to his car, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but let out a long breath. Watching Shen Jiayi's car drive into the company, Zhuo Yifan had an indescribable feeling. Zhuo Yifan had no delusions about Shen Jiayi.
But what Shen Jiayi revealed just now made Zhuo Yifan's heart tremble in an instant.
"Husband, what did you say to Sister Shen?" Liu Meng asked curiously, blinking.
"Nothing! Let's go home first! I have something to do in the evening!" Zhuo Yifan shook his head, started the car and left Jianfeng Company.
After Zhuo Yifan had dinner with the four girls, he sent the four girls to the Second Hospital. Because Ling Shaoyu wanted to go out with him, Zhuo Yifan asked the four girls to stay in the hospital with Ling Xintong.
At eight o'clock in the evening, it was still early. Zhuo Yifan was preparing to launch a surprise attack on Dihao. Of course, Scarface and Baldhead needed to be inside. So before, Zhuo Yifan asked Leng Feng to arrange for his brothers to go to Dihao Nightclub.
They were squatting outside.
On the rooftop of the hospital, Zhuo Yifan and Ling Shaoyu slowly walked up. Leng Feng stood on the edge of the top floor of the 15-story inpatient building, looking at the bright lights of the city!
