Chapter 68: I'll Let You Go When I'm Tired of Playing 2
With a flash of bitterness in his eyes, Chen Zhi closed his eyes and let himself faint. When he was in a coma, he felt nothing.
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Si Ye provided her with excellent doctors, medicines and nutritional supplements. After a few days of rest, her health was almost healed.
Those six days on the island were like a nightmare she had, and it feels unreal even when she thinks about it now.[
She actually went without eating for six days and didn't die. She should be considered lucky.
After sleeping for too long, Chen Zhi didn't want to lie in bed anymore.
My health is much better today and I have regained 70% to 80% of my strength. I can get out of bed and move around.
She planned to go for a walk in the garden to rejuvenate herself, and then go home to visit her mother tomorrow.
Maybe it's time to tell the truth to my mother. After all, things can't be kept hidden like this.
Wearing slippers, Chen Zhi gently opened the door and walked out of the room silently.
Zhuo Yi had just completed a major operation and rushed to Si Ye immediately.
Zhou Ma opened the door and saw him. She smiled and said hello politely, "Master Zhuo, please come in quickly. The eldest young master happens to be at home."
Zhuo Yi is very familiar with this place, and every time he comes he feels like returning to his own home.
"Ye!" Seeing Si Ye sitting on the sofa in the living room watching the news, he rushed up with a smile on his face.
"Well, she should give in and call you. Haha, this is all my attention. How can you thank me how you should thank me? How about you lend me the cruise ship and let me go out for a few days?
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Chen Zhi's footsteps suddenly stopped, and she hurriedly retracted the corner to prevent them from discovering her presence.
Si Ye glanced at him sideways, raised his legs and put them on the glass coffee table, his whole body as lazy as a noble cheetah.
"No, I lost millions when I lent it to you last time. Who knows what you will break this time."
Zhuo Yi sat down next to him, trying his best to put on a cute smile on his face.
"Don't say that, you and I are who. What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours. We grew up wearing the same pair of pants."
"Who grew up wearing the same pants as you? It's not like I don't have pants." Si Ye deliberately twisted his meaning.
"Ye, since I've been ravaged by you for so many years, why don't you lend it to me?" Zhuo Yi grabbed the corner of his clothes and started acting coquettishly.