Thinking of this, Chu Weilan dialed the phone number left to her by Ji Yanzheng almost without hesitation.

However, no one answered the phone call for a long time.

Her heart suddenly became cold.

After a while, the phone was automatically hung up because no one answered it. Chu Weilan bit her lip hard, quickly dialed Sun Ye's number and turned it on. At the same time, she jumped out of bed and started changing clothes.

"You prepare for it, let's go find Yan Zheng now."

...

On the other side, Ji Yanzheng sat on the sofa expressionlessly, and Yuan Junkun was sobbing constantly.

"Brother Yan Zheng, can you please stop walking?" He wiped his tears with his sleeves while crying, "I can't bear to leave you."

Ji Yanzheng frowned and looked at Lao Yuan beside him: "Can you take him back?"

Old Yuan felt secretly happy inside, and he spread his hands helplessly on the surface.

"Brother Yan Zheng, are you not reluctant to give up on us?" Yuan Junkun sniffed, "Just for that woman, you have to leave me and Uncle Liang. Brother Yan Zheng, you are so sad for me."

Ji Yanzheng's eyebrows frowned even tighter: "Didn't I say that, you can contact me anytime if you have something to do."

"I don't care. I don't allow you to leave anyway. If you leave, I will... I will die for you!" He choked up and suddenly remembered the trick Chu Weilan used in the afternoon.

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Yuan slapped him hard: "What are you talking nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense! I'm serious!" He stammered his neck.

"How do you plan to die to show me?" Ji Yanzheng raised his eyebrows and his tone was calm.

Yuan Junkun choked up in crying.

Why did Chu Weilan use this trick to achieve immediate results? It won’t work when he comes to him. Brother Yan Zheng is too partial.

"I'm so sad that I'm almost dying." He covered his chest, looking weak.

Ji Yanzheng stood up with a forbearance on his face: "I'll go back to the room first."

"No!" Yuan Junkun rushed up and hugged his legs, "You want to go back and pack your luggage, right? Don't let it go!"

"Akun, don't make any trouble." Ji Yanzheng's patience was almost exhausted.

If Yuan Junkun hadn't been very obedient and a little smart, he wouldn't even have such patience.

"Unless you kill me, I will never let go!" Yuan Junkun expressed his backbone.

Ji Yanzheng pondered for a moment: "Otherwise, do you think about going to Yangcheng with me?"

"Is that OK?" Yuan Junkun's eyes lit up.

"No!" Old Yuan refused flatly, "You stay in the company and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Yuan Junkun's face collapsed and his hands tightened: "Brother Yan Zheng, you heard that, Dad doesn't allow me to go to Yangcheng, so you'd better not leave."

"Why should I listen to you?" Ji Yanzheng said coldly.

Yuan Junkun was stunned. After a while, he said as if he was scoundrel: "I don't care, I don't want to be separated from you anyway."

Ji Yanzheng's eyes hopped hard. He pondered for a while and said, "If you let go now, I promise you to come back at least once a month, otherwise you will never see me."

"Brother Yan Zheng!" Yuan Junkun was anxious and wanted to cry again, "You are too cruel."

"I'll count to three." Ji Yanzheng spoke coldly.

However, before he could count, Yuan Junkun suddenly withdrew his hands and reluctantly got up from the ground: "Come back at least once a month, you can't break your promise."

Ji Yanzheng nodded slightly: "You can do it yourself, I'll go back to the room first."

After saying that, he turned around and walked upstairs, but he walked halfway, but heard footsteps behind him.

Looking back, it was indeed Yuan Junkun.

"You're leaving, don't you allow me to stay with you for a while?" he said with a striking remark.

Ji Yanzheng resisted the urge to kick him downstairs.

At this moment, the doorbell of the villa suddenly rang.

Old Yuan stayed in the living room before leaving, and when he heard the ringtone, he walked over and opened the door, but there was a familiar young woman standing outside the door.

He looked alert: "Who are you?"

Chu Weilan squeezed out a smile: "I'll look for Ji Yanzheng..."

Along the way, she called Ji Yanzheng several times but no one answered it. Now she came to the address he gave, and it was not him who opened the door, which gave her an extremely bad premonition.

"Ji Yanzheng?" Old Yuan raised his eyebrows and vaguely guessed the identity of the woman. He snorted, "We don't have this person here."

Chu Weilan's face turned pale: "Impossible..."

Could it be... he was just lying to her this afternoon... He clearly said that he would come back to find her, but he didn't even answer her phone number, and the address was also a fake address.

She felt uncomfortable and almost unsteady.

Although the summer city is like spring all year round, it is winter after all, and the temperature at night is not much higher. Moreover, in order to look good, she was wearing very thin clothes. She stood at the door for a few minutes and was shaking with coldness.

She clenched her fists hard, and just as she was in despair, a familiar voice suddenly sounded: "Wei Lan?"

Ji Yanzheng had already walked to the door and saw the woman outside the door at a glance. He strode over and pushed Lao Yuan aside.

"Why are you here? You..." Before he finished speaking, the woman had already pounced on his arms.

Ji Yanzheng then realized that the woman was only wearing a thin dress, her arms exposed outside were as cold as ice, and her face was white without any blood.

His face suddenly sank.

"Yan Zheng, I thought you didn't want me anymore." Her voice was still trembling, "If I call you, you won't answer..."

The man looked cold, put his hand on her waist, and walked around her knees with the other hand. He picked her up and turned around and walked upstairs.

"Brother Yan Zheng!" Yuan Junkun shouted unwillingly, and wanted to follow him, but was grabbed by Old Yuan.

"Forget it." Old Yuan sighed, "You can't stop him."

"It's all that woman!" Yuan Junkun clenched his fists in anger.

"Even without that woman, he wouldn't be here all the time." Old Yuan sighed melancholy, "We are not people from the same world as him."

"Why is it not a world? Before that woman appeared, Brother Yan Zheng was very nice to me." Yuan Junkun defended in discontent.

Old Yuan knocked him hard on the head, and glared hard at him: "You little brat, can you compete with that woman?"

"Didn't Brother Yan Zheng forget her..." Yuan Junkun couldn't help but mutter.

"So what if I forget..." Old Yuan snorted, "He knew this woman for a long time, which is equivalent to three years since he knew us."

...

Ji Yanzheng returned to the room with the woman in his arms.

The man's arms were solid and hot. Chu Weilan felt her body warm up quickly. She quietly hugged his neck and couldn't help but laugh secretly.
Chapter completed!