Zhuli was combing her hair. After hearing that the call was related to Ren Xingyan, her eyes were full of horror.
"I wasn't with her, she just..."
He stopped mid-sentence.
Du Jianzhou's breathing began to become serious, "Have you seen Yuhe?"
Zhuli said nothing, turned his head, and his eyes drifted to Jing Huaizhi.
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In the corridor of the hotel, Du Jianzhou stood outside the door anxiously.
"I've looked for it, but it's not there."
After meeting Zhuli, he took off his disguise and his tone became quite nervous.
She pursed her lips and thought about where Ren Xingyan would go.
"Where's the bathroom?"
Du Jianzhou shook his head, and then his eyes filled with hope.
Her eyebrows were twitching slightly, and her uneasy feeling was getting stronger and stronger.
Zhuli walked into the bathroom and opened the compartment door of each item to search carefully, fearing that she would miss any clues.
When I pulled the last compartment door, I found that it couldn't be opened.
He held the door handle with his fingertips and pulled it back and forth dozens of times. Then he patted the door and called Ren Xingyan's name.
No one responded.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead, she lifted up her skirt and left the bathroom.
"Have you found it?"
After Du Jianzhou saw her coming out, he followed Nuonuo and spoke.
Zhuli took a deep breath and signaled him not to be too nervous.
"The last door is locked from the inside. Go call the staff."
He rushed to the front desk with long legs.
Beijing People's Hospital
Zhuli sat alone on the bench in the corridor with her arms folded, while Du Jianzhou kept pacing in place.
The patter of footsteps came closer and closer, and the two of them raised their eyes at the same time.
Jing Yuhe's eyes were moist and his whole body began to tremble.
"Lizi, is Xingyan okay?"
"It's all my fault for not protecting her, I'm sorry..."
Zhuli's eyebrows moved slightly, looking slightly stunned.
Would Yuhe say such things in the past?
Jing Huaizhi patted her shoulder and comforted her, "It's because we didn't entertain her well."
Du Jianzhou clenched his fists and tried to make his voice sound calmer.
"Jing Yuhe."
His eyes were red and he sighed.
Jing Huaizhi and Zhuli looked at each other and immediately moved their eyes to the speaker.
"Stop pretending, are you tired?"
Jing Yuhe wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and looked at him with extremely aggrieved eyes.
"Brother Jian Zhou, what did you say?"
From Du Jianzhou's words just now, Jing Huaizhi probably guessed some information.
He walked up to Zhuli and sat down next to him.
Du Jianzhou stretched his arms, his face so dark that ink dripped from his face.
"You gave her the medicine."
Not a question but an affirmative.
Zhuli stood up suddenly, eyes widening.
"That glass of juice?"
Jing Yuhe lowered his head, tightened his grip on the strap of his bag and looked away.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
A surge of anger rushed into his heart, and Du Jianzhou shouted: "I'm pretending to be your mother!"
"Look at your fingernails!"
After being reminded like this, Jing Yuhe discovered that there was powdered medicine hidden in her fingernails.
When dancing with Du Jianzhou, the powdered medicine also followed her movements and spread on the sleeves of Du Jianzhou's black suit.
Zhuli turned sideways and glanced at Jing Huaizhi, who didn't seem to have much reaction.
"I..."
Jing Yuhe couldn't argue, and the tears flowed even more fiercely.
"Brother Jian Zhou, you said you don't like women with too much makeup, why is she an exception!"
"You said that your future partner must be a calm person, so I have been working hard to become calm."
"You know I had nothing to do with the word 'calm' before."
"You also said..."
Du Jianzhou closed his eyes and interrupted sharply: "That's enough!"
The corners of Jing Huaizhi's eyes grew colder, and he stood up to leave.
After taking a few steps forward, he realized that the person behind him was not following him, so he stopped.
"Jing Yuhe."
"go home!"
Jing Yuhe slowly squatted down, clasped his hands on his knees, shook his shoulders and cried.
"I'm sorry, I was distracted for a moment."
"It was just a laxative. I just wanted to restrain her. I didn't mean to harm her."
Zhuli heard that Jing Yuhe's current apology seemed to be sincere.
His eyes softened slightly: "Yuhe, you go back first."
After Jing Huaizhi and Jing Yuhe left, Du Jianzhou also went to the toll window to pay.
She was the only one left in the huge corridor, and she was so anxious that she forgot to put on her coat.
Zhuli curled up her exposed shoulders, trying to find some warmth.
Suddenly, a teasing tone came from beside him.
"Zhuli, you dress so coquettishly."
She frowned slightly and raised her eyes to look at the speaker.
I saw that one of Guan Zheng's hands was bandaged, and his cheeks were bruised and bruised.
He didn't seem embarrassed to see Zhuli.
"Were you beaten for owing money?"
Zhuli deliberately sarcastically said.
Unexpectedly, these words set Guan Zheng on fire. His original plan was to deceive Zhuli to Liu Rui, and he also took the opportunity to get some benefits from Liu Rui.
It turns out that this bitch doesn’t know what’s good and what’s good!
He took a few steps forward and looked at her again with a bit of lust in his eyes.
"Aren't you dressed like this just to be fucked by others? Come here!"
He stretched out his hand to grab Zhuli's shoulder, but fortunately Zhuli's eyesight and hands were quick to jump away first.
Suddenly, a powerful fist hit his forehead.
Guan Zheng's center of gravity was unsteady and he stepped back continuously. There was no support behind him and he fell onto his back.
Jing Huaizhi put the coat hanging between his arms on her shoulders.
"Why are you always so careless!"
He scraped the tip of her nose with his fingers.
Zhuli's eyes flashed with joy, and she shrugged awkwardly.
When Guan Zheng stood up from the ground again, he saw two people who were so in love.
"Mr. Jing, you know..."
Jing Huaizhi's eyes were filled with an arrogant chill.
There was a creepy murderous look between his brows.
"Director Guan!"
Hearing this, Director Guan, Guan Zheng straightened his back unconsciously.
He opened his thin lips slightly and continued: "Calling you to call me "supervisor" is a compliment to you, don't you know it's a compliment!"
After saying that, he hugged Zhuli and left the hospital.
On Bentley
Zhuli pulled on her seat belt and fastened it, occasionally glancing sideways at the man beside her.
"I apologize to your cousin on my sister's behalf."
Jing Huaizhi gently held the steering wheel and said with a sad face.
She pondered for a while and looked at him with slightly raised eyes.
"I didn't hear what you said clearly."
He turned his head and looked at her in a daze as he said word by word: "I said yes, no, get up."
Zhuli leaned forward a little and hooked his neck with her hands.
He raised his head and kissed her.
Jing Huaizhi's expression stiffened for a moment, then he lowered his head and hugged her waist, hugging her directly on his lap.
The kiss became deeper and deeper, and the air in the car was not circulating.
Soon Zhuli started breathing heavily.
Putting her hand on his chest: "Yes, it's okay..."
She really couldn't stand it anymore. She was the one who took the initiative, so why was she defeated first?
Jing Huaizhi lowered his head, put his chin on her shoulder and asked weakly:
"Honey, don't go back tonight, okay?"
