After this trip to Lanshan Cemetery, Liang Fan completely lost his heart for Cheng Yanzhi.
She knew that her feelings for him were just a reluctance to love him, and also a desire to win. But whether it was what she couldn't get or what she didn't want, it couldn't fall into Han Xu's hands easily.
For this reason, she will use all her resources to snatch Cheng Yanzhi over.
As for Zhou Jinghui, a dangerous person, she cannot touch him for the time being. The hidden dangers are too great. If she is not careful, she will leave something to say to Cheng Yanzhi.
On the way to Dai Xi's car, Liang Fan went home and huddled on the sofa to rest, and fell asleep for a while. The cemetery was so cold that she started to have a fever due to the cold, and even her breath was hot.
Zhou Jinghui knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no response at all. If he hadn't seen the traces of mud and water on her door, he would have really thought that she hadn't gone home late at night.
After ringing the doorbell twice more, he started making a voice call to the other party.
The expected waiting tone did not sound, or even any sound at all. Zhou Jinghui lowered his head to look at his phone, and saw a string of clear Chinese characters on the screen: [The other party has not added you as a friend, so voice calls are not possible.]
That woman Liang Fan deleted him.
At first, she took the initiative to find him, but now she had to throw it away after eating it. Zhou Jinghui's handsome face gradually turned gloomy. In his more than 20 years of life, he had never met a woman who made him feel frustrated.
But he doesn't have the temperament to be entangled. The matter is already here and there is no need to go any further.
Turning around to leave, Zhou Jinghui felt strangely compassionate. Although Liang Fan was a ruthless woman, she was alone at home and didn't respond. She wouldn't die there, right?
He didn't waste any more time and went straight downstairs to look for the property. It took him twenty minutes to go back and forth. The rain was so heavy that Zhou Jinghui was in an extremely bad mood. After a while, even if Liang Wei was not dead, he wanted to kill her.
The property manager opened the door for him with the key. When Zhou Jinghui walked in, he found Liang Wei huddled on the sofa. Her face was covered with an abnormal blush, which made him suspect that she was drunk. He couldn't smell it when he got closer.
Although he smelled of alcohol, he was startled by her scalding body temperature.
Cursing in a low voice, Zhou Jinghui felt that he was unlucky enough today.
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When Liang Fan regained consciousness, he was lying in the hospital, with an abnormally white ceiling in front of him.
The high fever made her throat dry. She wanted to speak, but found that her voice was hoarse: "Yes..."
She wanted to ask if there was anyone.
It was two days in the morning. Zhou Jinghui was woken up by her and slowly raised his sleepy eyes.
Liang Fan turned his head and looked at the man, but he didn't know why he was here. He was speechless for a moment, and the two of them seemed to be staring at each other.
"It's not the hospital you sent me to, is it?"
His thin lips raised in mockery, Zhou Jinghui felt angry and said unforgivingly: "If you are burned to death, I can send you directly to the crematorium."
"..."
Liang Fan didn't know why he was so violent.
But she did not ignore the key point of the matter. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "How come you have the key to my house? Did you get it secretly?"
Zhou Jinghui was not surprised at all that a heartless and ungrateful woman could be so narcissistic.
With downcast eyes, his usually scornful voice only showed amusement at this time: "I originally wanted to find my sister to be gentle, but I didn't expect to be rejected and deleted from WeChat. But I am not as cruel as my sister. I'm worried
You had an accident and went to find the property in the rain."
Word for word, Liang Fan's face turned red as he complained, and he felt ashamed.
I originally thought that if I deleted you secretly, I would no longer have contact with you, but I didn’t expect that I would be rescued by him when I had a fever. Taking a breath of air, Liang Fan forced out a fake smile and said: “I didn’t delete you on purpose. No remarks,
Deleted by mistake, deleted by mistake.”
Zhou Jinghui didn't believe it. He tilted his head to look at her, his mouth curved lazily.
Liang Fan swallowed, started to look around, and murmured: "Where did I put my phone? What a misunderstanding, I'll add it back right now."