After Zhuang Mingli washed up and changed his clothes, he answered the phone again. When he went downstairs, he saw Zhuo Jian sitting there, also talking on the phone, so he walked softly so as not to disturb her.
"How are you doing?"
"fine."
She didn't answer the old lady's call, and Ouyang Ping called her again shortly after hanging up.
"It's okay if I don't want to listen. Do you want me to fly back now?"
"It's just okay. He was treated in time, so his life was saved."
Zhuo Jian said softly without taking it seriously.
"I'm scared to death Jian Jian. I will go back as soon as possible. As long as Fu Yanye finds that person, I will make sure that person goes to jail."
Ouyang Ping controlled her excited voice on the phone.
This New Year, even Ouyang Ping suddenly received an urgent assignment to go on a business trip.
But when she went on a business trip, Zhuo Jian almost lost his life.
"By the way, where are you now?"
Ouyang Ping asked again.
"In our leader's home."
"What leader?"
"Zhuang Mingli's mother, Yin Ling."
"Oh, she, sometimes I think, Zhuang Mingli is so considerate to you, if you get along with him, at least he won't bully you like Fu Yanye."
"I can't stay here for long, I will look for a house again right away."
"What kind of house are you looking for? Find Fu Yanye to pick one up. It's not enough to waste time. Yin Ling won't... come right away. I have to go out now. Take care of yourself. Think twice before doing anything.
Let’s talk later.”
Ouyang Ping was called suddenly and had to hang up the phone.
In a blink of an eye, Zhuo Jian saw Zhuang Mingli standing next to him. Before he could say anything, Zhuang Mingli put his hands behind his back and looked at her with a somewhat disappointed look. She didn't know what to say.
"Are you so afraid of being alone with me?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him, but Fu Yanye's face quickly appeared in his mind.
When she returned to the city that year, he seemed to be talking to her in the same way.
"My mother's place is relatively safe now, so you can stay here for now. If you find it inconvenient, I will find another house for you."
Zhuang Mingli sat next to her and talked to her.
"You've done enough."
"I'm not trying to be a bad person, what if I moved you?"
"Being moved is not the same as falling in love."
Zhuo Jian reminded me patiently.
"That's none of my business. I haven't even gotten it yet."
It doesn’t matter if it’s emotion or love.
Only when you get it will you know what you want.
Zhuang Mingli didn't want to go that far, so he couldn't help but look at her again. She was so haggard that he couldn't help but raise his hand to touch her forehead.
Zhuo Jian retreated subconsciously.
"do not move."
He protected the back of her head with one hand and pressed her forehead with the other.
"Baby, you have a fever."
"..."
"What's wrong?"
When Zhuo Jian heard those words, the hairs all over his body stood up. He immediately pushed him away and retreated to the edge of the sofa, looking at him warily.
Zhuang Mingli didn't understand why she suddenly seemed a little prickly?
"you......"
"Me? What do I do?"
"Don't say that."
Zhuo Jian's heart was beating fast, but he still had the sense to stop him.
"What kind of words?"
He just thought she had a fever. After thinking about it, he asked her in a confused voice: "Baby?"