But when he turned around, he looked up and saw Zhou Zeyi.
Pei Junqing sighed and then said to Zhou Zeyi: "I envy you very much. Remember to love her well."
Zhou Zeyi smiled warmly: "Definitely."
After Pei Junqing left, Zhou Zeyi looked at Qiao Mengxing with eyes so gentle that they could overflow with tears.
"You like me?" Zhou Zeyi's joy was all written on that handsome face.
Qiao Mengxing was so embarrassed that she wished she could run away.
She just used Zhou Zeyi as a backer and deliberately tricked Pei Junqing into giving up.
She scratched her head and replied to him awkwardly: "I lied to Pei Junqing just to make him give up. I don't like either you or him. I like your brother Zhou Zetian."
But very strange.
She clearly said she didn't like him, but the corners of Zhou Zeyi's mouth were still raised.
My mood seemed to be happier than before.
Qiao Mengxing: "?"
After thinking for a few seconds, she realized why.
It's because Zhou Zeyi doesn't like her either, so he won't be hurt by her words.
"Zhou Zeyi, I know you don't like me either, so let's show it off with your grandfather. It's impossible for me to go to your house and sleep in the same room with you."
Zhou Zeyi hugged her waist and asked her very seriously: "Who told you that I don't like you?"
Qiao Mengxing's eyes were surprised: "Is it possible that you like me?"
"I like it, I like it very much."
After saying that, while Qiao Mengxing wasn't paying attention, he kissed her lips again like a dragonfly.
Qiao Mengxing had no time to hide.
"I...I am your brother's girlfriend, you can't have any inappropriate thoughts about me."
Zhou Zeyi: "Before my brother died, he entrusted me to take good care of you, so besides marrying me, who else could you marry?"
Qiao Mengxing suddenly felt heavy: "Zhou Zeyi..."
"Forehead……"
Before Qiao Mengxing finished speaking, Zhou Zeyi suddenly clutched his stomach and leaned against the wall in discomfort.
Qiao Mengxing's eyes darkened and she was worried: "Zhou Zeyi, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?"
Zhou Zeyiying frowned slightly and leaned weakly in Qiao Mengxing's arms: "Mengmeng, I have stomach cancer."
"What?" Qiao Mengxing was so frightened that when she spoke again, her eyes were already filled with mist: "It's so good, why is there gastric cancer? Is it serious? Can it be cured?"
Zhou Zeyi just teased her casually and wanted to test her feelings towards him.
Unexpectedly, Qiao Mengxing's emotions got out of control for no apparent reason.
She shed tears while blaming herself: "I hurt you, so I should stick to my principles and not become a contract couple with you. Why are you and Zhou Zetian so miserable when you are such a good person?"
Zhou Zeyi wiped her tears with a handkerchief and asked her: "If I die, will you feel bad?"
"No, I don't want you to die. Zhou Zeyi, can you get treatment immediately? From now on, we will dissolve the contractual relationship as husband and wife. We are just friends. Wuwu..."
As she was talking, she suddenly squatted on the ground weakly and burst into tears.
She didn't know why, but she was very sad now.
She was so scared, and now it was too late to make amends.
Zhou Zeyi realized that his joke had gone too far, and hurriedly squatted next to Qiao Mengxing and hugged her: "Mengmeng, actually I lied to you when I said I had stomach cancer."
Qiao Mengxing was suddenly stunned.
When she looked at Zhou Zeyi, her beautiful and sweet face was still stained with tears.
"Zhou Zeyi, you don't have to comfort me like this, ugh... I don't want you to die..."
As she spoke, she suddenly threw herself into Zhou Zeyi's arms.