She said choked and guilty, tears streaming down her face.
Bo Zhanye always hated women crying, including Feier Song.
But at this moment, he was actually moved by her tears.
Although what he went through was a bit humiliating, but he was actually unscathed, she was so devastated.
As she said, there is no doubt about her sincerity.
"Stop crying, I'm fine and it has nothing to do with you. On the contrary, you saved me." Bo Zhanye said seriously.
Song Feier knew that he hated crying and quickly wiped away her tears: "Okay, I won't cry anymore. I won't cry anymore. Brother Ninth, I will take you back. Mo Nanxi, send this woman to prison for me. I will keep her away forever."
come out!"
"Yes." There is no need for Song Feier to say, this woman will not have an easy ending.
Mo Nanxi was responsible for handling the funeral affairs and preventing this matter from spreading.
Song Feier sent Bo Zhanye home and painstakingly prepared an antidote for him to remove the incense on his body.
Busy and busy, it's already one o'clock in the night.
Bo Zhanye fell asleep after taking the medicine.
Song Feier was worried and did not leave.
Early the next morning.
Lan Xixi, who finally plucked up the courage to look for Bo Zhanye, came over after having breakfast at seven o'clock in the morning.
She saw Song Feier's car on the roadside and was a little surprised to come so early?
But she didn't get too angry, and instead stood at the door and knocked.
‘Knock knock…’ A knock on the door woke Bo Zhan Ye up.
He woke up, opened his eyes, and saw Feier Song sleeping in a wheelchair.
There was a lot of blood on her clothes and hands. The heater was pointed at him on the bed, but she didn't cover him with any quilt.
On the side cabinet, there were various bottles and cans of medicine, showing that he was very busy last night.
Bo Zhanye instantly recalled a series of events yesterday, and his eyes became extremely cold and deep.
He couldn't imagine what would happen if Feier Song didn't arrive in time.
‘Knock knock.’ The knock on the door sounded again.
Bo Zhanye temporarily put away his thoughts, stood up, took one of his coats and covered Song Feier, then walked out and opened the door.
Outside the door, the little girl is wearing a long black down jacket, her hair is spread freely, natural and clean, smart and pleasant.
It's Lanxi River.
He raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "Why are you here?"
Lan Xixi couldn't tell whether the tone in his tone was surprise, surprise, or indifference. She pursed her lips and said:
"I'm here to see you. I want to talk to you. Is Miss Song inside?"
Bo Zhanye said truthfully: "Well, she took care of me here last night and didn't leave."
These words made Lan Xixi's originally good attitude fall into an ice cave instantly.
She has been thinking very clearly these days. She must try to understand him, be tolerant of small things, and lose her temper easily.
But, he actually let Song Feier spend the night here?
How can you tolerate this kind of thing?
She clenched her hanging palms and asked: "Are you sick or catching a cold? Do you have anything to take care of all night long? Besides, she is a girl. Even if you agree to my brother, you should avoid suspicion to some extent."
This time, she suppressed her temper and tried her best to deal with things rationally.
However, Bo Zhanye still heard her strange aura and raised his lips: "There are other things that are more difficult than getting sick and catching a cold."
He didn't speak directly about yesterday's shame, and was still thinking about how to speak.
As a result, when Lan Xixi heard his embarrassed tone, she thought it was something else and said angrily:
"What else? Physiologically? Physically?"
Bo Zhanye's eyes suddenly darkened, and he looked at her with dark and deep eyes:
"I've explained this to you countless times.
I don't have any thoughts about other women, and I won't do any transgressive behavior.