Lin Jiyue shook her head, stretched out her hands and held Zhuang Licheng's hand. His hand was no longer as warm as before, but cold. She rubbed his hand vigorously, hoping to make him feel more warm.
"I'm not tired, I just want to stay by his side."
Zhuang Weihan sighed in his heart. In the world, love is the most difficult thing to let go of.
"Okay, then you stay with him. I'm going back and will come back later."
Two hours later, Zhuang Licheng finally woke up.
Lin Jiyue lay beside the bed and fell asleep in a daze.
Suddenly, she felt that the back of her hand was violently thrown away by someone. Before she could figure out what was going on, she heard a familiar and cold voice, "Damn it, who are you?"
She raised her head and met Zhuang Licheng's eyes like morning stars. However, these eyes were filled with many emotions at the moment, including anger, disgust, and disdain. Such eyes were so unfamiliar that she couldn't help but shiver all over her body.
"Where did you come from, crazy woman?"
Zhuang Licheng's eyes were red and there was an angry expression on his face.
Crazy woman? Does she look like a crazy woman? Lin Jiyue subconsciously looked towards the window. Sure enough, she had just gotten off the plane and hurried over. She looked tired, and her hair was a little messy.
But, that's all, doesn't he know her?
With such a strange look in her eyes, it was as if she didn't know her at all. I always felt that something was wrong... There was a very bad feeling...
"Crazy woman, get out of here!"
This time, Zhuang Licheng almost shouted, as if the wound was involved. He frowned slightly and reached out to cover his heart.
Without enough time to think carefully about his strange behavior, Lin Jiyue hurriedly stepped forward, supported his body, and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Where does it hurt?"
As soon as his hand touched his body, Zhuang Lizheng waved it away, "Don't touch me."
After saying that, he looked around and then towards the door, "Mo Chuan!"
He shouted, and immediately someone came in.
When Mo Chuan saw Lin Jiyue, a trace of complaint appeared on his face, and he walked straight towards Zhuang Licheng without calling her.
"boss?"
Zhuang Licheng nodded coldly, pointed at Lin Jiyue, and said coldly, "Who is this crazy woman? Why is she here? Drive her out!"
Lin Jiyue's heart was stabbed hard. She endured the pain and spoke softly, "Cheng, you...do you hate me so much?"
Hate her for leaving him, hate him for taking the initiative to give up on him! So, he pretends not to know her, so he is so indifferent to her.
Zhuang Licheng's beautiful eyebrows knitted together, he looked at her a few times and said, "She is indeed a crazy woman. Come on, let her get out. I don't want to see her."
For some reason, when he saw her, his heart ached, especially when she looked at him with that sad look, he felt a little distressed. However, he didn't know this woman at all.
There is no memory at all in my mind. Where do those strange feelings come from?
Mo Chuan hesitated for two seconds. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something. Under Zhuang Licheng's impatient gaze, he walked up to Lin Jiyue and said in a deep voice, "Miss Lin, since the boss doesn't welcome you,
You'd better please go out."
A word of "Miss Lin" and a word of "unwelcome" made Lin Jiyue's heart hurt and her face instantly turned pale.