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"Miss, can I take you to the hospital?"

The moment the words left her mouth, the other party was able to quickly hear the weakness in her voice.

"No, don't..." Chen Huan resisted, her right hand holding onto the banister as she struggled to stand.

"Miss, this won't do. How can you be like this? I must send you to the hospital!"

The man was stubborn, he grabbed Chen Huan's arm and was not prepared to let go. Chen Huan trembled as he looked up and saw an enlarged face with gold-rimmed glasses. He was a stranger, but remembered that it was very possible that he was also a resident of this floor. He waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

This is a minor ailment, she's had it for years. Now that he was acting up at this moment, he was just being narrow-minded.

He raised his head and looked at the closed door of the building. That place seemed to be throbbing with pain once again.

"You can't even stand up like this, are you really alright?" The man still had a childish face. When he spoke with Chen Huan, he reached out to touch the glasses on his nose.

"It's fine, thank you!" With much difficulty, Chen Huan managed to struggle free from his restraints. With both hands on the railings, he climbed up bit by bit. When he was about to reach his house, the man behind him followed him.

He didn't give up and stood one meter away from Chen Huan, opening his mouth wide for a few times. In the end, he didn't say anything.

Chen Huan turned his head, just in time to see him hesitating to speak. He wanted to reassure him, so he quietly removed his hand from the railing and tried to straighten his back. He completely straightened his body and staggered towards the wooden door that was a few meters away.

Chen Huan opened the door and only then did the man let out a sigh of relief and walk up the stairs. After walking a few steps, she stopped and looked down at Chen Huan: "Are you really alright?

"It's fine, go home, thank you!" The corner of Chen Huan's mouth twitched, beads of sweat quietly rolled down her forehead. It wasn't that she was fine, but that nothing would happen to her in front of this man.

"Alright then. Bye bye!" The man hesitantly continued his way up the stairs. Chen Huan stood at the door for a long time, and when she heard the sound of a wooden door closing and closed from upstairs, she reached out and pressed on the door handle.

The Zhao Zheng who said that he liked was right there. Chen Huan stared at the smoke and kept on smoking. After a long while, he still did not see anything. There was no sign of anyone entering or exiting, not even the person who went up or down the stairs appeared.

It was an old-fashioned building. Although there was very little human traffic, it was not like there was not even a shadow of a soul in sight.

Chen Huan felt a little irritable. She had a nagging feeling that it was probably because the couple in front of her was doing something big that didn't fit the rules, which was why she restrained the people inside the building.

"Soy bean curd!" She clasped her hands together and chanted the Buddhist prayer. After she finished reciting, she realized that she had said something wrong.

She raised her hand and pounded on the wooden door. Then, she turned around and placed her hand on her chest as she walked towards her room. Halfway there, he turned back and stared at the door for a long time.

After confirming that Zhao Zheng wouldn't come out from the room opposite them, she hatefully thought of a lot of ways to punish him, but she never thought of what identity she, Chen Huan, would use to punish him.

She turned over and went to bed. Because she was in a bad mood and because she wasn't feeling well, she didn't even brush her teeth or wash her face. She felt that she must be crazy, or else she would be so concerned about a man who was not a human being.

She thought that perhaps one second before she was angry at Zhao Zheng, she was still in love with him, and the next second, she would be asking questions of other women, feeling that he was a hypocrite and a cunning one. Yeah, which woman wouldn't have a grudge against a man with a loose personality like that?

It was really a water type Yang Hua, and was always used to describe women, but who would have thought that describing Zhao Zheng was just right! Thinking this way, the annoyance in her heart seemed to have lessened.

Remembering that a man and a woman in the same room at this time would most likely have too many romantic novels to play, she sat up abruptly and stared blankly at the crystal chandelier above her head.

"No, I need to go and take a look at the situation. At the critical moment, he definitely could not let Zhao Zheng be robbed by the perverted woman! At that time, if Xue Nier had used this as a reason to get sick, then she would have done some unspeakable things to Zhao Zheng … "

she muttered as she dressed quickly. It took her twenty or thirty minutes to take them off, and she managed to get them all back on her in a matter of minutes.

She trotted over to the mirror and saw that she was still beautiful in the mirror. She felt a little confident.

"Zhao Zheng, Zhao Zheng, open the door! What are you doing inside?! Zhao Zheng, quickly open the door!" He walked over, intending to kick his, but remembering that that would make him look very unladylike, he switched to a hand pat instead.

After a few continuous slaps, it was as if the person inside was dead. She refused to give up and continued to slap at the door, causing the dust on the door frame to fall and nobody inside made a sound.

A bad thought flashed through her mind, Chen Huan suddenly felt that all the flowery words she said before were just because Zhao Zheng felt that she was too foolish, too naive, and easy to deceive.

"Zhao Zheng, you despicable, shameless and vulgar big bastard. Smelly egg, I was wrong about you!"

Chen Huan turned around and left. She had originally planned to leave the place overnight, but after realizing that she really did not have much money on her, she decided to leave it for the next day.

She went back to her room, and just as the door closed with a "bang", at the corner of the stairs, the glasses man who was previously worried about Chen Huan suddenly flashed out. He stood at Chen Huan's doorstep and stared at the handle of the wooden door for a long time.

He wanted to knock on the door, but his rationality had triumphed over his emotions in the end. When he turned around to leave, Xue Nier's wooden door had just opened. Xue Nier did not appear, but her face was covered in perspiration.

The man glanced at Zhao Zheng's loose waist, and frowned. He shook his head at Zhao Zheng, who was quickly putting away the clothes on his waist, and secretly turned around to look at Chen Huan's wooden door, then turned and went upstairs.

"Hey, brother, who are you?" The bespectacled man went upstairs. Only when he was about to disappear did Zhao Zheng get his pants ready.

"Neighbor, what's wrong?" Being called over by Zhao Zheng, the bespectacled man was not as polite as his neighbor should be.

"Aooo …" Neighbors... "No, neighbor, what are you doing standing in front of our house in the middle of the night?" Zhao Zheng nodded and squinted his eyes. When he opened them again, his eyes were wide open as he stared at the man in the glasses.

"Hur hur, you even know that this door is yours!" The bespectacled man subconsciously moved closer to the frame of his glasses. He wanted to say something but swallowed his words. He waved at the closed wooden door with an impatient look on his face.

"Enough, the trouble with your family has nothing to do with me. That, yours, woman, doesn't seem too good! "