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He restrained himself from withdrawing from her body. If this really continued, it would only cause irreparable damage. How could he bear to let her get injured?

But the moment Ji Weiyang left, Zhan Yan's heart seemed to have been hollowed out. Her body curled up into a ball as she sat on the flying window in a daze. She heard the sound of running water in the bathroom, then the sound of clothes being put on, then the sound of the door slamming. He left.

Zhan Yan sat alone in front of the window and looked vacantly out of the window. Darkness enveloped the entire city and this night was very dark, also very long …

At that time, Ji Weiyang drove the Range Rover through the silent mountain roads. The midnight broadcast also broadcasted that old song, Zheng Jun's "Cinderella". The originally beautiful melody, when heard by the listeners, was inexplicably ear-piercing. He turned off the radio and ruffled his hair irritably.

Today wasn't the eighth, nor was it a special day, it was just that he missed her, wanted to hug her fragrant body, wanted to integrate with her, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this. He had to use cold water to extinguish the flames of desire, he frantically left, but did not want to hurt her again. He never thought that Ji Weiyang would also have such worries one day.

When the nanny opened the door for him, Lu Anqi was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Viyan, I was just thinking about you when you appeared in front of me. Do you think we can be considered as one?" She smiled as she threw herself into his embrace. However, the next moment, he pushed her away coldly.

"Angie, where did you go today?" What did you do? " His voice was deep and cold. Lu Anqi panicked, but pretended to be ignorant on the surface.

She laughed innocently, "What else can I do? I went shopping with a few colleagues and even bought you a suit from Armani." Then she turned to the nanny and ordered, "Mother Wu, bring the suit I bought for Weiyang over."

"Yes, miss." Mother Wu quickly brought down a beautifully wrapped box.

Lu Anqi held Ji Weiyang's arm, and said sweetly, "Weiyang, put it on for me to see, I don't know if it's appropriate or not."

Ji Weiyang pushed away the jacket that she handed to him with his arms. His eyes were heavy and cold, "Angel, acting too much will only make people disgusted. Did you go to Zhan Yan's hospital today? "

"No, I don't know which hospital she's in!" Lu Anqi rejected it quickly, but it actually made her feel guilty.

A hint of coldness was mixed on his body as he pinched her chin with two fingers. His beautiful face was filled with lies. "If it wasn't for you, how would she know about basketball, guitar, Cinderella, and four-handed combos? Does she know about prophecies?"

Lu Anqi turned her face away, her eyes rolling about. Not daring to meet his gaze, she said mockingly, "If you don't even know these things, she's not worthy enough to be your wife."

She doesn't need to know that." The temperature in Ji Weiyang's eyes instantly turned into ice. The past that belonged to him and Angie Lu had long since been left behind. Ji Weiyang was a very rational person. After finishing with Lu Anqi, he gave her a new start. What he gave her was a grand wedding, a home that belonged to them, a heart without any impurities, and a lifetime promise.