After they left, Zhao Yan knew that there was no way back for her, and she could no longer reach such a high branch as Zhou Fan.
She simply asked someone to cut out a long video of them looking most arrogant and post it with a text to show their misery to the public.
[Zhou Fan, falling in love with you is the worst decision I have ever made in my life. I lost my child and am about to lose my career. I lost everything for you, but you use me as a stepping stone for a new love...]
Luo Qingqiao was also waiting for Zhao Yan's response. He had already set her as a follower and saw this post soon after she posted her blog.
She looked through the one-sided comments below and felt numb.
After Zhou Fan parked the car, she unbuckled her seat belt, leaned towards him, and held the phone in front of his eyes.
Zhou Fan frowned slightly: "What are you doing?"
"The trouble you caused hasn't been dealt with yet. You can see for yourself..." She said and looked at her phone, only to find that the screen had been turned off, leaving only darkness.
Embarrassed, she opened and unlocked the phone, and when she handed it to him, her aura was no longer as strong as before.
She said in a low voice: "Look at Zhao Yan's new Weibo post."
Zhou Fan glanced at it and chuckled.
After a while, he said: "Don't go to work recently, stay with me."
"I work……"
He said slightly disgustedly: "How much does that job pay you? It makes you work hard, even if you risk your life?"
"Since you are not happy at work, there is no need to force yourself to stay there."
He had seen everything she was doing in the company just now.
Luo Qingqiao closed her lips and did not respond.
Zhou Fan thought of the compromise she had made in the company just now, and his expression changed slightly: "Do you really need this money so much?"
Similar words, but completely different from that time, and you can hear half a hint of concern.
"...Give me your bank card and I will transfer money to you."
She vaguely felt that Zhou Fan was right. There was no need for her to trap herself in one place, or she could consider changing jobs.
After briefly thinking about the future, she shook her head and rejected Zhou Fan: "No need."
He rubbed his brows irritably: "I don't know where I lost my secondary card. I don't want to get angry over this, right? There's no need to have trouble with money."
"I'm not losing my temper." She smiled, "And the secondary card should be in the hands of a certain beauty, right? It doesn't have to be so subtle, I can guess it."
She decisively refused just because she didn't want to be attached to Zhou Fan.
She was different from the beauties he pursued and spent his resources on. Zhou Fan kept her by his side just to tease her.
She was afraid that the things he handed over were poisonous and thorny, and would always cause her misery later.
Moreover, if she is used to clinging to him, when he pulls away, she will definitely fall into the quagmire and be unable to climb out.
She applied to the company to work from home and proposed to resign. The former's originally strict boss readily agreed, but the latter had colleagues and leaders taking turns to persuade her to let go. Some even awkwardly added friends to apologize to her.
Luo Qingqiao knew that he was actually a very boring person and could easily be looked down upon and bullied by others.
They were able to do this simply because they knew that her relationship with Zhou Fan was unusual.
I felt like I was taking advantage of Zhou Fan.
Thinking of this, she looked up to look for Zhou Fan, and saw him lying on a wooden chair connected to the bookshelf, with a book covering his face.
She couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you going out today?"
She stayed here to prevent the more agitated fans from doing anything more extreme to her, so there was no need for Zhou Fan to stay here.
Those fat and thin people are still waiting for him.
Zhou Fan picked up the book, but without looking at her, he simply replied: "No."
There is really no need for him to go out. This man can have beautiful women come to his door looking for someone without even leaving home.
The doorbell rang, and when Luo Qingqiao stepped on her slippers to open the door, she saw Zhao Yan, who was even more haggard than yesterday, but still managed to leave the hospital bed and rush over.
Seeing her shaky appearance, she couldn't help but stretched out her hand to give her a hand, but she heard Zhou Fan yelling in disgust behind her: "Don't touch her."
Retracting his hand like a reflex, Luo Qingqiao took two steps back and said "Please come in", trying to cover up his embarrassment.
Zhao Yan glanced at her and said, "You are quite proactive in coming."
She never thought that Luo Qingqiao would live here directly. After all, so many people had not been able to stay here before.
Zhou Fan walked up behind Luo Qingqiao, hugged her shoulders affectionately, and reminded her again: "Don't touch her."
"Are you afraid that I'll be raped?"
Luo Qingqiao has not forgotten her first meeting with Zhao Yan. She was a little scared when she heard this, and silently muttered in her heart: You are quite a nice person.
"She has an infectious disease. I'm afraid she's doing something bad on purpose."
