Qianxing tossed and turned that night but couldn't sleep, and she wanted to talk to Zhuang Yibo again, but she knew Zhuang Yibo's temperament clearly and knew that no matter how much she continued to talk, she would not have any result. She could only lie in bed and be distressed.

At one o'clock in the morning, her cell phone suddenly rang.

Qianxing turned over and took his phone and saw a message from Huo Jinbei-

"Just leaving the operating room. Good night."

Qianxing had no way to good night now, so he turned on the light at the head of the bed and called him a video call.

Huo Jinbei quickly answered the phone.

It seemed that he was in the locker room and had not changed his clothes yet. When he saw her sitting on the bed, he couldn't help but smile, "Are you awakened by me, or haven't sleep?"

Qianxing said: "Can't you see it?"

Huo Jinbei looked at her quietly for a moment, then slowly said, "What happened?"

Qianxing curled his lips, fell back on the bed, wrapped in the quilt and looked at him, whispering: "I don't know what happened, I only know that Yibo told me not to care about her..."

After hearing this, Huo Jinbei was quiet for a moment before saying: "It doesn't matter what she says or does. What's important is that you are all for the sake of each other's good."

"But what can I do now?" Qianxing said, "I feel so useless. I don't want to argue with her, and it seems that I can't do anything..."

"Maybe, let's try to leave the matter to her for processing first." Huo Jinbei said, "and all you can do is tell her that you will be behind her anytime and anywhere. In this way, we can deal with it in time even if something happens."

After hearing Huo Jinbei's words, Qianxing was silent for a long time and finally responded softly.

The next morning, Zhuang Yibo packed up his things and when he walked to the stairs, he happened to meet Qianxing, who had just walked out of the room.

Looking at each other, Zhuang Yibo's eyes flashed a little.

She knew that Qianxing was probably still angry at this moment, so she didn't know what to say for a while.

But Qianxing walked up slowly, reached out to take the duffel bag in her hand, "Did you move it back home?"

Zhuang Yibo was stunned when he heard this, and then nodded, "Yes."

Qianxing heard it and looked at her for a moment before saying, "Yibo, I can't interfere with your choice. But I want you to promise me that you must keep in touch with me at any time. Every word you say to me must be the truth. Can you do it?"

After hearing this, Zhuang Yibo was stunned for a moment, and finally reached out to hug her.

The two of them had breakfast with the rest of the Huo family. Zhuang Yibo made a detailed agreement with Mu Qian to teach Yueyue how to play the piano in the future. Qianxing then took her out and went to the training center.

Today is Saturday, and the busiest time of the training center, Zhuang Yibo's classes are scheduled from morning to night, so Qianxing dared not waste her time, just said, "Remember what you promised me."

"I know." Although Zhuang Yibo's face was not very good, he still smiled and stretched out his hand to stroke Qianxing's hair. "You must also remember that you said you should work hard and do not run back to Tongcheng at any time. It will take more time to waste your time. Even if you have time, you should go to see Huo Jinbei more. Long-distance relationship is very difficult..."

The two of them reminded each other. Seeing that Zhuang Yibo's class time was up, Qianxing then took a heart and turned around and left step by step.

In the evening, Zhuang Yibo finished his last class, got off work on time and returned home.

The next Sunday was still the same. She was busy until after nine o'clock in the evening and still went home on time.

On Monday, the training center was much more idle. Zhuang Yibo only had one class in the evening, but she left the house early in the morning.

A car parked at the door, she got into the car and was soon taken to a villa at the junction of the city and suburban areas.

The villa covers a large area and has a large private yard. It has a heavy architectural style. The interior design was originally very transparent, but it was covered by dark curtains. Only bright yellow lights were lit. Although it was warm, it made her feel suffocating.

She stood in the center of the large and high living room, like a statue.

Soon Shen Ruiwen appeared on the stairs. He quickly walked up to her and said to her: "Miss Zhuang, Mr. Shen is in the upper hall, you can go up and sit down."

Zhuang Yibo turned around and followed him upstairs.

It is called a small hall, but in fact it is more like an office with a living function, with a desk and a sofa, which is a bit like Shen Wangjin's office in Bincheng.

The difference is that it is more spacious and open.

And Shen Wangjin was sitting behind that desk, reviewing the documents.

Hearing the movement, he looked up and looked at her, then said, "I have something to deal with, you can find something to do yourself." Finally, he added: "Don't go downstairs."

Zhuang Yibo didn't understand what she was here to do, but she was unwilling to bother to guess and think, so she just sat on the sofa and was tranced.

In the first hour, she sat alone in a daze, in the second hour, she sat alone in a daze, in the third hour, several books were sent to her, and in the fourth hour, she was arranged to sit on the dining table.

But she was the only one, and even she had only one set of tableware.

Zhuang Yibo didn't ask much, sat down and ate by himself, returned to the seat where he had sat before, picked up a book and started reading it.

This time I saw it at 5:00 pm.

Shin Wangjin was still busy on the desk behind her, sometimes holding video conferences, sometimes answering calls, and more often he was just reading documents, without any sound, and did not disturb her.

Seeing that time was coming, Shen Ruiwen happened to come in from outside, and Zhuang Yibo called him over.

Then Shen Ruiwen walked to Shen Wangjin and whispered to him: "Mr. Shen, Miss Zhuang said that class will be held later and I will leave."

"Yes." Shin Wangjin just said, "You send her there."

"yes."

Shen Ruiwen responded, and soon walked back, and said to Zhuang Yibo: "Miss Zhuang, please, I'll take you to the training center."

Zhuang Yibo didn't expect it to be so smooth. He couldn't help but pause after hearing this, and then turned to look at Shen Wangjin.

He still looked at the document with concentration, as if he was not disturbed by the outside world.

Zhuang Yibo did not stop, turned around and walked outwards.

When she returned to the training center, she took the students and returned home on time.

When she finished taking a shower and lay on her bed, she seemed to have some clues.

What did she experience on this day?

She clearly remembers every moment today, but now she thinks about it, but her mind is in chaos.

She didn't understand the reason, but she didn't spend any extra energy to think.
Chapter completed!