But there was already thick smoke in the kitchen, so she hurriedly turned off the natural gas and stood there in a daze.
She won't get hurt in the kitchen, nor will she make the kitchen messy like those who don't know how to cook and don't have common sense.
The pot gradually cooled down on the gas stove, but she still stayed there unable to move.
She thought she might be sick, otherwise why would she be so dizzy?
She went to the hospital by herself, and after confirming that she had a fever, she put herself on an intravenous drip.
It is said to take effect within a few hours.
She raised her head and silently looked at the liquid that had lost less than half. When Zhuo Jian arrived, she smiled bitterly.
"Why did you suddenly have a fever?"
"Maybe I didn't cover myself with a quilt last night."
"..."
Zhuo Jian originally wanted to believe it, but when he saw her lip was bitten, he couldn't help but stare at her for a while.
"Liu Yuntian went to my house to bite him in the morning. I hate him so much now, so I slapped him. Sister, why did he bother me when he went to get the certificate with another woman?"
Jian Qian pressed against her body, feeling weak.
Zhuo Jian raised his hand and touched her hair, "Stay away from this person. Don't be sad for this person anymore."
"Um."
Jian Qian agreed, but there were still tears left silently.
Jian Qian searched Baidu for the best way to forget someone, and one of them actually said that it is to start another relationship.
When she met Feng Ying again in Fanxing that night, she was attracted to him.
Nothing else but love between men and women, physical pleasure and venting.
But in the end reason prevailed.
But she was blocked at the door of the bathroom. Feng Ying was wearing a brown shirt with a cigarette between his fingers. His tall body covered the light above her and asked her: "It looks like you are not doing well tonight."
Jian Qian raised her eyes to look at him.
Feng Ying immediately frowned, held her chin with his hand, and squinted at her lips under the light, "Who bit it?"
"Ex-boyfriend."
"The one named Liu?"
"..."
Jian Qian didn't expect him to know so quickly and looked at him doubtfully.
"There's something wrong with me."
Feng Ying suddenly took the initiative to speak again.
Jian Qian continued to listen quietly.
"Although I'm not clean, the woman I sleep with must be clean before I tell her to stop."
"..."
"Miss Jane, you can't be an exception."
"Who do you think you are? The emperor? The emperor's concubine will also mess around behind his back."
"They all died miserably."
Feng Ying didn't expect that she liked to watch palace fighting dramas. It happened that their family also thought they were deeply in love, so he had watched it a few times.
"It's a pity that you are not the emperor, and I am not your concubine."
"You are really hypocritical."
Feng Ying said this again.
Jian Qian was silent and wanted to take his hand away, but as soon as she hugged his wrist, he pinched her chin and pushed her to the wall.
Someone passed behind them, and Feng Ying's cigarette-smelling mouth pressed against her lips.
Jian Qian grasped the fabric of his shirt tightly with both hands but did not dare to move.
It was not suitable for her to be seen looking indecent in a place like this.
But Feng Ying seemed to see this clearly and kissed her deliberately and wantonly.
Jian Qian's lips were already hurting, and now they hurt even more, but she didn't dare to push him away. She just held the fabric of his shirt tightly with both hands.
Soon, he stopped, looked away, and took her wrist: "Follow me."
Jian Qian didn't dare to say anything and only looked at him when he was taking her away.
He was soon taken to the car.
He no longer lives in Starlight, but in Shengyuan.
When entering Shengyuan, Jian Qian was frightened: "Why did you bring me here?"
"Mr. Fu sold it to me at a friendly price."
"What?"
He didn't say anything, and took her to park the car and go straight from the parking lot to the elevator.
It was not the same building as Zhuo Jian, but her heart was still beating fast.