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【Shouldn't you go to the hospital to see her?】

Liang Xingxing lowered her face, her heart full of bitterness. She was like a wounded rabbit, sealing herself as close as possible, curling up in a corner, unwilling to let men touch her.

Ling Zhixun suddenly didn't know what to say. When he witnessed Yan Lili falling down, he couldn't believe his eyes. Now Liang Xingxing made such horrifying remarks again. Whether true or false, this would cause an uproar.

"Stop talking about anything, let's go home first, you need to take a hot shower and then have a good rest."

Ling Zhixun didn't say much about this issue. He started the car. The night was thick and dark. It had just rained, and the miasma lingered and the direction was blurred. Ling Zhixun drove to Lime Community at a steady speed.

Yan Lili was thinking of Ling Zhiyi's child. If you think about it carefully, you can find out the clues. However, Ling Zhixun could not associate Yan Lili and Ling Zhiyi together. Both of them were disguised too well. Besides, Yan Lili was a goddess in Ling Zhixun's mind, who was a pure existence as a saint, and no one could say that she was not.

The black Hummer parked in the garage. Ling Zhixun got out of the car and walked around to the other side of the car. He wanted to hug Liang Xingxing, but she pushed it away coldly.

"I can go by myself."

Liang Xingxing was stubborn and refused to accept the man's kindness, and this cold and refusal attitude made the man embarrassed.

After a few months of separation, Liang Xingxing returned to Anxiang Pavilion and saw everything familiar, her nose was sour. Before she left, she was a confident young woman full of sunshine, but she didn't want to come back. But this was the situation. She limped forward and felt like an ugly duckling.

“The front…”

The security guards in the community had no such resident in their impression. They were about to come forward to ask Liang Xingxing's identity. Ling Zhixun speeded up and picked up Liang Xingxing without saying a word. His eyes were cold and grim. The security guard accepted Ling Zhixun's warning eyes and knew that he had offended him. He touched his nose, changed into a flattering face, and called out "Young Master Ling" with his legs.

"Let me down!"

"Stop making trouble!"

Ling Zhixun has a tough attitude, like a family parent scolding a disobedient child. Liang Xingxing hates men's touch at this moment, but he can't stand the man's strength, so he has to let him go.

A small yellow light was turned on in the bathroom, and the misty water vapor instantly opened the frozen pores. Liang Xingxing held his knees, pressed his chin against his knees, and sat in the jacuzzi. The hot water dissipated the cold inch by inch.

The bathroom door was locked by Liang Xingxing, but the man had a spare key and could still come in.

The light shone out her fair and tight skin, and the scenery inside was not visible due to a layer of foam covered on the surface.

Ling Zhixun's mind was also confused. He had no beautiful thoughts at this time. He knew that Liang Xingxing was repelling his touch now, so he stood in the shower room, turned on the shower head, and cleaned himself quickly.

Seeing that he had no idea of ​​making up, Liang Xingxing relaxed his guard and leaned his head against the edge of the bathtub and closed his eyes to rest.

A hot and heavy hand suddenly placed on the delicate and beautiful back. Liang Xingxing woke up and opened his eyes suddenly and turned his head. He saw the man's arrogant face flashing.

"I'll help you."

"No, I'll wash it."

Liang Xingxing was cold from beginning to end. She brushed away the man's big hand, stood up, took a big towel from the shelf, and walked barefoot to the shower room to rinse the foam on her body.

No one feels comfortable with a hot face and a cold butt, let alone Ling Zhixun, who is the pride of heaven. He doesn't like Liang Xingxing's attitude, but when he thinks that she is a patient, some of her emotions are not controlled by him, he has to endure it.

Ling Zhixun turned around and walked out. Liang Xingxing washed away the foam, walked out of the shower room with a large bath towel, and looked at himself, whose face in the mirror returned to blood, but he was still a little uncomfortable.

She missed her long hair in the past, and now her buzz cut looks inconsistent, like a tomboy.

Yan Lili said that she was able to marry into the Ling family because of this face, but now she is getting less and less like Ling Zhixun, will you still love me like this?

Liang Xingxing needs someone to take care of him now, so Ling Zhixun invited Chen’s mother back. After Liang Xingxing took a shower, Chen’s mother brought her a bowl of hot noodle soup.

"Xingxing, come and eat the noodles quickly. This child has suffered during this period."

Chen’s mother is an elder and is really good to Liang Xingxing. When Liang Xingxing saw her, she sat down gratefully and ate all the noodles.

"Mom Chen, it's getting late, go and rest quickly, and get these things done in the morning."

"Okay." Chen's mother knew that the couple had a quarrel and the atmosphere was wrong, so she took the initiative to go back to her room.

After Liang Xingxing finished eating, he automatically took all the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen. The man sitting in the living room said in a deep voice when he saw her habitual movements.

"Let's go, what did I ask Ma Chen to come?"

Liang Xingxing ignored it. She turned on the faucet, washed the dishes and put them in the disinfection cupboard. She was sick, but she was not so sick that she could not do these small things.

Ling Zhixun supported his forehead, and this sudden situation disrupted his plan. Fortunately, the company had a close friend to help, so he prepared all the funds and just waited for a try.

Ling Zhixun had no appetite to eat midnight snacks, and sipped a small glass of strong wine. He was a little sleepy and returned to the bedroom.

Liang Xingxing had his back to him and slept in the corner against the wall. Ling Zhixun turned off the light and leaned onto the bed. He said nothing. Liang Xingxing felt a shallow and even breathing sound coming from behind. He opened his bright watery eyes and was silent for a long time. She was completely sleepy.

Ling Zhixun was asleep. He was busy at work and had less time to rest. Now that he fell asleep, he couldn't even beat him.

Liang Xingxing turned around as lightly as possible, looking at the man's handsome face, and his mood was complicated. How long can such a day last?

Yan Lili couldn't give up. She was so vicious that she sacrificed her child to design Liang Xingxing as the sinner of the Ling family. Liang Xingxing can imagine the future of dire straits.

Yan Lili has so many people to protect her, and even her own man is on her side. No one will believe her unless she has conclusive evidence. They just think she is a lunatic.

Ling Zhixun slept until noon the next day before getting up. After resting, his mental outlook returned to his former heroic spirit in all aspects.

Liang Xingxing was sitting in the lounge chair on the balcony listening to music. The man stepped to her, turned off her walkman, and sat in front of her.

"Stars, let's talk."

"What do you want to say to me?"
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