Shen Wangjin did not stay too long in Zhuang Yibo's room. When he saw her starting to wash up, he turned around and walked out.
As soon as he went out, Lan Chuan happened to come upstairs. When he saw him, he hurriedly said: "Brother Jin, has Jingbi offended Miss Zhuang? I will take her away immediately and won't disturb you any more."
After hearing this, Shen Wangjin responded lightly. When he looked up and saw Shen Ruiwen, he waved him over.
"Call the Italian side and tell them that the chair is stained and the cushion needs to be replaced," Shen Wangjin said, "and ask them to send someone over to deal with it as soon as possible."
Shen Ruiwen responded, turned around and walked to the side to make a phone call.
Lan Chuan watched quietly for a moment and then said, "Brother Jin, let's go first."
Shen Wangjin nodded slowly and said nothing more.
Lan Chuan hurriedly turned around and went downstairs. Jing Bi was sitting on the sofa, seemingly annoyed and thinking about something. Lan Chuan stepped forward, dragged her without explanation, pulled her out, and stuffed her into the leaving car.
Jing Bi was naturally furious, "Why are you so crazy!"
"What's wrong with you?" Lan Chuan said, "What good will it do to you to make Brother Jin unhappy?"
Jing Bi sneered and said, "I want to make him unhappy and let him hit me! Let him scold me! What does it have to do with you?"
"Then do you think Brother Jin will take care of you?" Lan Chuan said, "What's the point of asking for trouble! You went to provoke Miss Zhuang -"
"Can't I afford to offend you?" Jing Bi sneered again, "I'm not telling you, this woman is simply the most boring person that has ever appeared around Brother Jin. I don't know what Brother Jin sees in her -"
Lan Chuan listened and said nothing for a while.
Jing Bi glanced at him again and said: "Why are you so nervous? Such a woman, let alone three months, I think Brother Jin will be bored in ten and a half months -"
Before she finished speaking, Lan Chuan suddenly interrupted her and asked, "Did you dirty the chair in Miss Zhuang's room?"
"How do you know?" Jing Bi frowned slightly and glanced at him, "It's just a chair, what's the big deal? If it gets dirty, I'll just pay her! It's not like I can't afford to pay!"
After hearing this, Lan Chuan drove away without saying anything more.
…
That night, Zhuang Yibo still didn't sleep well.
She slept almost all day during the day. It should be difficult to fall asleep at night, but she still fell asleep, but she was just dreaming. All kinds of weird, absurd and bizarre dreams came one after another, and she could hardly breathe.
Get angry.
When she woke up again, she suddenly found that the night light was on in the room.
There was a man sitting beside her bed, reaching out and caressing her forehead.
She was frozen there for a moment, but then she heard him ask in a low voice: "Are you dreaming again?"
After a long time, she finally made a sound and responded.
"You don't have a fever anymore, why do you still have nightmares?" Shen Wangjin stroked her forehead and looked at her quietly, not moving except for his fingers gently stroking her skin.
Her breathing was slightly tight, and she lay stiffly for a long time. Finally, she couldn't help but turn over to the other side, with her back to him.
However, not long after, the bed beneath him suddenly felt an unusual vibration.
Zhuang Yibo's body became even stiffer, but he was unable to prevent anything from happening.
Shen Wangjin lay down on the side behind her, stretched out his hand, and took her stiff body into his arms.
"Go on to sleep." He whispered in her ear.
Zhuang Yibo was quiet for a moment, and finally closed his eyes again.
But this time, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't fall asleep smoothly again.
At this moment, a finger slowly touched her lips.
"Don't you even need to breathe?" He whispered behind her ear, his voice sober and calm.
With just one word, her breath, which was so thin that it could not be detected, seemed to disappear altogether.
The next moment, Shen Wangjin lowered his head and placed a kiss on her slender neck.
"Well, fortunately the carotid artery is still beating." He said, "It smells good..."