Zheng Yuanyang came to his senses, took out two hundred-dollar bills from his wallet, handed them to the taxi driver, and walked after Zhang Haiyang without looking back.

Zhang Haiyang entered the house, made sure Zheng Yuanyang did not follow him, and locked the door.

His body was weakly leaning against the door panel.

It's been a month, and I was bumped into by Zheng Yuanyang at such an embarrassing moment. It was him who saved me...

She didn't know how she would face Zheng Yuanyang, with his eager, caring eyes and eyes full of affection.

Zhang Haiyang's body was trembling with fear, worry, helplessness, and even more powerlessness.

The body slid down the door panel little by little.

I want to cry, but I can't.

The tears had dried up as early as that night when Zheng Yuanyang left sadly.

She feels like she is a joke and living is so tiring!

She had wanted to leave this cruel world more than once, but she didn't have the courage. There were too many people she couldn't worry about.

His mother and aunt who love him; his princess-like, arrogant sister; Li Xianliang who loves him as if he were his own sister; Johnny who overcomes all difficulties for himself...etc.

Thinking of these people's caring and bright smiling faces, how could she leave them and go to a strange world.

There is also this stinky man who has taken over his heart at some point. He is cold, domineering, strong and yet has such a gentle and gentle side.

Zheng Yuanyang came to the door of her room, looked at the closed door, and smiled to himself.

After enduring for so many days, he still wanted to step into her home.

Reach out and touch the key on the anti-theft door frame.

Aim at the keyhole, insert, turn, and open the door all in one go...

The moment the door opened, Zhang Haiyang lost the support of the door panel, lost his center of gravity, and leaned back...

But his head hit Zheng Yuanyang's slender and straight legs.

Zheng Yuanyang's low and hoarse voice, filled with anger, penetrated Zhang Haiyang's eardrums: "How are you half-dead! Stand up."

Listening to his angry cold words, Zhang Haiyang gritted her teeth and used all her strength to slowly stand upright by using the door frame.

Perhaps, he had just fought with Ai Liqiang and lost strength; perhaps, he had a cold and his body had no strength; or perhaps, he didn't know how to face Zheng Yuanyang at this time; as soon as he stood up, his vision went dark,

Fainted.

Fortunately, Zheng Yuanyang caught her from behind and carried her into the bedroom.

Little by little, he took off her torn and messy clothes, laid her flat on the bed, and pulled up the quilt.

Put her exposed arms under the quilt.

The moment she pulled back the corner of the quilt, her eyes were fixed on a bruise on her waist. The bruise was as big as a fist.

At first glance, he saw that there were new scars, so shocking that his heart throbbed tightly when he saw them.

Made a phone call.

A towel was placed on her beaten cheek.

Sitting quietly by the bed, looking at the pale and colorless face of the woman she loved.

The originally delicate and beautiful baby face has collapsed at this moment.

It's obviously winter, so I'm wearing heavy clothes.

When I held her just now, I clearly felt that she was as light as a feather.

When I took off her clothes, I realized that she was much thinner than a month ago.

All that was left of the person was skin and bones.

Beautiful, almond-like bright pupils appear particularly abrupt against the skinny face.

Soon, in less than half an hour, Zheng Yuanhang arrived at Lilac Pavilion, Zhang Haiyang's residence.

Holding the first aid kit in his hand, he rushed over in a hurry, not daring to delay for a moment.
Chapter completed!