Zhong Lingyu showed no mercy to Zhong Mingyu.
A real slap on Zhong Mingyu's face.
Zhong Mingyu gradually recovered from the burning pain.
Her eyes were cold, "You must have killed Wu Chang! You knew all my plans in advance."
This sentence is an affirmative sentence, not a question.
Zhong Lingyu sarcastically said, "If there is no evidence, don't talk nonsense, otherwise your father will definitely be unhappy if you let him hear it."
"I was careless this time, Zhong Lingyu, we'll see what happens next!" Zhong Mingyu stared at her viciously.
Zhong Lingyu didn't respond, Feng Qingyundan turned and left.
In this round, Zhong Lingyu won a great victory.
The entire Zhong family, Mu Denglan, Zhong Yuming and Zhong Mingyuan were all bedridden.
Zhong Mingyu, on the other hand, was forced to kneel on the ground in a miserable state.
The house suddenly felt much quieter.
However, Zhong Lingyu will have no peace at night.
Because tonight, she had to go to Shen Huaizhou's annex to meet him.
Well, there happened to be something serious to see him, so Zhong Lingyu was a little less resistant.
In the evening, Zhong Lingyu got on a rickshaw and went to Shen Huaizhou's annex.
Opening the door, the living room was a little dark.
Zhong Lingyu thought no one was there.
When she was puzzled, she took a few steps inside and suddenly found candles lit on a long table not far away.
Champagne steaks were placed on both sides of the long table.
The orange light swayed with blurry silhouettes.
At this time, Shen Huaizhou came down from upstairs and hugged her from behind, "Candlelight dinner, do you like it?"
The refreshing scent of soap came from behind.
Zhong Lingyu turned around and took a look.
Shen Huaizhou was wearing a black suit, and his handsome face was filled with soft colors.
In this ambiguous atmosphere, it is very interesting.
It would be a lie to say that I am not moved.
No woman likes romance.
Zhong Lingyu blushed slightly and hummed lightly.
Shen Huaizhou lowered his head and kissed her.
His lips were moist and hot, with a faint mint scent.
Zhong Lingyu was inexplicably not repelled and allowed him to kiss her lips and tongue inch by inch.
As soon as she clicked, Shen Huaizhou put his arm around her slender waist and led her to sit down at the long table, "Miss Zhong, I hope we have a perfect date tonight."
He is quite a gentleman and very gentle.
Zhong Lingyu was surprised and thought he must have taken the wrong medicine.
If Shen Huaizhou knew what she was thinking, he would definitely deal with her severely.
It wasn't the time she said that she liked gentle men.
That's why he arranged this date.
When the atmosphere is up, if he puts her on the bed and does those things, it will be more interesting.
The two sat at both ends of the long table, with Shen Huaizhou guiding the date.
The atmosphere is very good, and the flickering candlelight adds a bit of charm to the night.
Then, Shen Huaizhou took out the gramophone that was gathering dust in the warehouse and pulled Zhong Lingyu to dance in the spacious living room.
Zhong Lingyu put her hand on his shoulder, feeling a little embarrassed.
She really couldn't adapt to Shen Huaizhou's appearance.
It's like being possessed by an evil spirit.
"You..." She hesitated.
Shen Huaizhou lowered his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
"You don't have to be like this." Zhong Lingyu was quite embarrassed.
Shen Huaizhou was puzzled, "Why? You don't like it very much?"
"This doesn't seem like what you did." Zhong Lingyu twitched the corners of his lips in embarrassment.
With a chuckle, Shen Huaizhou asked: "Then what do you think I should do?"
The usual Shen Huaizhou should be more rude and hooligan.
Zhong Lingyu had already planned to be pinned down on the bed by him as soon as he came here.
Unexpectedly, he would engage in foreign methods to please women.
Of course, she didn't dare to say these words openly.
She muttered back: "You can't do such a romantic thing anyway."
"Well, that's what I should do."
Shen Huaizhou pressed Zhong Lingyu on the sofa, took her lips and kissed her deeply, stroking her body carefully.
Sure enough, the wolf's tail can't be hidden for long.
While at the dining table, Zhong Lingyu often received intrusive glances from Shen Huaizhou.
After all, he still dragged her to do this kind of thing.
This is the bad nature of men.
Zhong Lingyu did not struggle, endured the messy breath, and said, "I have something serious to tell you."
He buried himself in her collarbone and bit lightly, his fingertips wandered along the lines of her back, and said vaguely: "What's the matter?"
"I bought a theater from my father." Zhong Lingyu bit her lip and snorted softly, "You find someone to take care of it. After deducting the cost and management fees, we will make a 50-50 profit."
Shen Huaizhou responded casually.
This is a small matter to him.
The most important thing at the moment is him and her.
His woman was rarely so docile, and he was a little confused and infatuated.
Shen Huaizhou caressed and kissed her carefully.
Her round and slender calves were placed on his shoulders, and her white hands tightly covered her lips to prevent her screams from spilling out.
The dark living room was suddenly filled with a dark atmosphere.
At the critical moment, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.
Shen Huaizhou paused slightly, and his tone was extremely ferocious, "What's the matter?"
Adjutant Li, who was knocking on the door outside, shook his hand and said, "Young Marshal, something happened to Miss Wen Qingyu. She fell from the high platform."
Shen Huaizhou was no longer in the mood to do such a thing.
He stood up quickly, frowned and asked, "How is she?"
"Back to Marshal, Miss Wen Qingyu was sent to the hospital. The doctor said she broke her leg." Adjutant Li's voice came through the door panel.
Shen Huaizhou's eyebrows were obviously worried.
He picked up Zhong Lingyu and arranged her clothes, "You stay here tonight and I'll go to the hospital to check on her."
Zhong Lingyu lowered his eyes and tied the button, "No, since I have nothing to do tonight, I'll leave first."
Shen Huaizhou was stunned by her sudden coldness.
Startled for a moment, he pulled her back as she was about to stand up and leave, "Why are you unhappy?"
"No, I've always been like this." Zhong Lingyu looked calm.
Shen Huaizhou clearly felt that her mood had weakened.
But when he looked carefully, he couldn't see any dissatisfaction on her expression.
Shen Huaizhou felt that maybe he was overthinking.
He put his arm around her waist and said warmly: "I'll let Adjutant Li make arrangements for the theater. As for the money you make, save it yourself. I don't want your money."
She has a theater and can make money.
Coupled with the two properties he recorded in her name, as well as various gold, silver, and antique jewelry, it was enough for her to have enough food and clothing for the rest of her life.
Although Shen Huaizhou was vulgar, he was also making plans for her.
But Zhong Lingyu didn't know this.
She pushed Shen Huaizhou away and stood up, "It's better to make it clearer. It's yours. I won't take any points."
Shen Huaizhou frowned, "Little one, you deserve a beating again, don't you?"
"I'm leaving!" Zhong Lingyu didn't want to pay attention to him.
Shen Huaizhou stood up, raised his hand to hold her neck and squeezed, sighing helplessly, "Let Adjutant Li take you back. I'll go to the hospital first and find you in a few days."
After saying that, he kissed her forehead gently, picked up his coat, and left in a hurry.
Zhong Lingyu knew that he was in a hurry to go to the hospital to visit his cousin Wen Qingyu who had broken his leg.
Half a minute later, she heard the sound of the car engine starting.
Shen Huaizhou walked very neatly.
At this time, Adjutant Li pushed open the door and walked in, "Miss Zhong, the young marshal ordered me to send you home safely."
Zhong Lingyu said lightly, "Excuse me, Adjutant Li."
She sat in the back of the car and the car started slowly.
Silently looking at the retreating scenery outside the window, Zhong Lingyu felt a little lost.
Suddenly, there was a sudden brake on the road.
The glass was shattered, and Zhong Lingyu's hand instinctively pushed forward to press against the sharp glass fragments.
She gasped in pain.
Adjutant Li turned pale and asked, "Ms. Zhong, are you okay?"
"What happened?"
"Just now a child suddenly ran over. I braked and skidded in the snow. I accidentally hit a street light."
Zhong Lingyu followed Adjutant Li and got out of the car to take a look. The front of the car was dented and smoke was rising.
I don't think it can be opened.
Adjutant Li said: "Miss Zhong, please wait a moment, I will make arrangements soon... Miss Zhong, you are injured."
Under the streetlight, Zhong Lingyu's white palms were pierced by many glass fragments, causing a lot of blood to flow down the wrist and onto the arm.
The palms of her hands stung, and Zhong Lingyu's face turned pale. She forced herself to say, "It's okay, just go back and bandage it."
"How can this be done?" Adjutant Li felt annoyed for his rashness. "It's better to go to the hospital. If the infection causes a fever, it would be terrible."
Zhong Lingyu looked at his wounds.
It does go a little deep.
She didn't refuse again.
Adjutant Li was about to arrange another car when a figure not far away came slowly, "Ling Yu?"
Zhong Lingyu looked over and was stunned, "Chen Tingze?"
"You're injured!" Chen Tingze rolled his wheelchair and appeared in front of Zhong Lingyu.
He pulled Zhong Lingyu's palm and looked worried when he saw the blood on it.
Zhong Lingyu said: "The car just hit the street light and the window glass was shattered. I accidentally pressed the broken glass fragments. It's not in the way."
Chen Tingze said: "I will take you to the hospital."
Zhong Lingyu thought for a while, and it would be really troublesome for Adjutant Li to arrange another car.
We went to the hospital with Chen Tingze's car, and we were on the way.
The Chen family is quite close to the hospital.
She responded, and then said to Adjutant Li: "No need to trouble you to send another car, I can go to the hospital with my friend's car, please."
friend?
Adjutant Li looked at Chen Tingze and then at Zhong Lingyu, feeling something strange in his heart.
Miss Zhong actually has a male friend, Mr. Chen.
Young Marshal...does he know?
With a hasty answer, Adjutant Li watched Zhong Lingyu leave.
After getting on the bus, Zhong Lingyu and Chen Tingze sat side by side in the back.
Chen Tingze turned around and looked through the car window, "That person... seems to be Adjutant Li. Why are you in his car?"
Zhong Lingyu was tense, "Do you know him?"
Chen Tingze hummed.
Because the old lady of the Shen family liked his calligraphy and paintings, he was relatively close to Shen Huaizhou, and he also met Adjutant Li several times.
It was just because he was worried about Zhong Lingyu's injury that he temporarily forgot to say hello to Adjutant Li.
Zhong Lingyu didn't want others to know about her relationship with Shen Huaizhou.
So he said casually: "My father has some friendship with Adjutant Li. It happened that I couldn't get a rickshaw, so he gave me a ride."
Chen Tingze had no doubts and went to the hospital with Zhong Lingyu.
He accompanied Zhong Lingyu to treat the wound.
At this time, Shen Huaizhou, who was smoking to wake up in the vestibule of the hospital, suddenly saw a familiar figure disappearing around the corner of the door.
After thinking about it, he put out the cigarette and followed him.
