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"Go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to remarry. Immediately, immediately." Ji Weiyang didn't say anything further and stuffed Zhan Yan into the Land Rover's carriage.

Zhan Yan laughed and said, teasing him like she did two days ago, "Weiyang, I'm hungry, why don't you eat first? After dinner, you can go anywhere you want. " A pair of soft arms wrapped around his neck. Zhan Yan pouted her red lips and pressed the tip of her nose against his, looking like she was acting coquettishly.

Normally, her acting so coquettishly was extremely enjoyable for Ji Weiyang. He really wanted to hold her in his palm, but today, he coldly tore off her arm from her neck. His broad hands cupped her face, forcing her to look directly at him.

This time, he would not allow her to escape. He was really going crazy. His father was pressing him to marry a woman he didn't love. Lu Manyun allowed him to bear children with other women. As for Zhan Yan, despite being in love with him, she coldly pushed him away every time he proposed a remarriage.

He only loved her, he only loved her. Why did this love seem so intolerable? Every step he took was accompanied by difficulties and dangers.

He held her face and looked deeply into her eyes, her eyes faintly shining with a wet light, "Zhan Yan, are you still going to continue escaping? You tell me? Have you ever thought about living with me for the rest of your life? "

Zhan Yan raised his eyes and looked back at her quietly. His deep and sorrowful eyes had stung her heart for some reason. "Yes." She answered very firmly.

"Then we'll get married, and we'll be together forever. Will you?" Ji Weiyang was still holding onto her face, but the strength in his palms could not help but become stronger.

Zhan Yan's coquettish smile froze on the corner of her lips. Her long eyelashes trembled a few times, and her tears blinked out. Her beautiful eyes became misty. She looked away, not daring to look at him, and said in a quivering voice, "Viyan, I'm sorry."

Sorry, ah, the words he didn't want to hear the most were just these three words. He wanted an answer, yes or no. Oh, no, there was nothing he didn't want. What he wanted in his heart was a definite answer.

"Zhan Yan, why are you sorry? What do you think? How could you let me down? " He was obviously aggressive.

Zhan Yan lowered her head and bit her lips, not saying a word. Her mind was in a mess as she kept asking herself, "What are you sorry for?"

I love you. I'm sorry, I can't bear to leave you like this.

Her silence made Ji Weiyang a little angry. He suddenly laughed mockingly at himself. So it turned out that the so-called mutual protection, the so-called lifetime, was merely a one-man show for him alone. From beginning to end, no one had given his any blessings. Even she was cowering in fear.

Grieving, he pushed the door open and got out of the car. The sound of the door closing was very loud, as if it had fallen on someone's heart. Ye Zichen sat in the car by himself and watched him walk into the mansion with a blank expression on his face.

That night, Ji Weiyang was alone in the manor's underground wine cellar. He wore a royal blue striped shirt, and his tall body leaned lazily on the wine rack. He had already lost track of how many treasures he had been drinking, but the goblet in his hand was still untouched.

He knew that the alcohol would only temporarily numb his brain, but that was good for him as long as he could numb this moment because the pain was so intense that he could barely withstand it.

However, he couldn't blame anyone, much less Zhan Yan. The cause he planted himself, this bitter fruit, was only for him to suffer.

Actually, her father was right. They had been married for three years, and if he gave her more time, they would already have a child of their own. When he could, he did not know how to cherish it. When he wanted it, he would not have the chance. This was the punishment of the heavens.

He smiled bitterly, then lifted his goblet once more. Just as he was about to drink it all, a white arm suddenly stretched out from behind him and snatched the cup from his hand. The dark red wine was poured onto his other red lips.

She drank so hard that her esophagus hurt from the burning of the liquor in her lower abdomen. She could not stop coughing a few times.

Ji Weiyang turned around and swept across Zhan Yan with an indifferent gaze, and said in a low hoarse voice, "You shouldn't have come here."

Zhan Yan imitated him, holding onto the wine cup with two of her fingers, her body lazily leaned on the wine rack, her lips forming a faint smile. The light in the wine cellar was dim, so Ji Weiyang could not really see her expression, but that smile was deeply engraved in her eyes. Her smile carried a hint of melancholy, a hint of vicissitudes, and a hint of helplessness.

She did not speak, but poured herself another glass of wine. This time, she drank it slowly and gracefully. Her snow-white skin was warm under the orange light. Her long, jet-black hair flowed down onto her chest. Her expression was indistinct in the darkness, like a fairy in the night. A trace of allure appeared out of thin air.

As she slowly drank, she saw the last of the wine in the cup come to an end. Just as she was about to pick up the bottle of wine and pour the wine again, Ji Weiyang grabbed his.

He suddenly leaned over her, his large body holding her in his arms, blocking the only light above her head. She raised her little face, her heart filled with him.

"Go out." He coldly spat out three words, and his lips stopped an inch away from her lips. The warm breath he exhaled was accompanied by a strong aroma of alcohol.

It was unknown whether it was the alcohol or not, but Zhan Yan suddenly felt her face boiling hot, and her body starting to heat up. She subconsciously pursed her lips and faintly moaned, "Hot." As she spoke, her fingers had already undone the first button on her chest.

She wore a soft and soft down jacket with a very low collar. When the buttons were unbuttoned, a large area of snow-white hair could be seen on her chest. Her alcohol tolerance was shallow, and what Ji Weiyang had kept were all aged wine, she was really faint and almost drunk, his consciousness was starting to blur.

"Wei Zhanyan, you're done! Get out! " He also felt a little drunk. While he was still able to control herself, he didn't want to hurt her.

Zhan Yan raised her head and looked at him, then looked at him with a deep gaze. Her gaze was a little blurry, and after that, large teardrops started to unceasingly roll down her clear and limpid eyes.

"Vuyo, I want to be with you forever." However, I really can't marry you. The only thing I can do is to be selfish and steal a short but happy time from your side.

Ji Weiyang went silent. His hands gently wiped the tears on her cheeks, continuously wiping them. While feeling vexed, he suddenly lowered his head to grab her lips and fiercely kissed her. Their lips and tongues were entwined, and the mellow scent of alcohol became a catalyst for temptation.

His kiss was very tight, making it almost impossible for Zhan Yan to breathe. She started to struggle restlessly in his embrace, and her eyes that had been washed by tears, became very beautiful.

Zhan Yan's chest was moving up and down rapidly, her consciousness had cleared up a little, and she knew what was going to happen next. She was shy and a little afraid. But she did not push him away. She was not slow at all as she felt that the Ji Weiyang today was extremely abnormal. Something must have happened to cause him to lose control.

If there was no eternity between them, then the only thing she could grasp was every single moment of their defense.

Zhan Yan's body became weaker and weaker. Her wrist turned soft and the remaining wine in the cup dripped onto the ground. The dark cellar was filled with the fragrance of the wine, which was faint and charming.

Ji Weiyang suddenly grabbed her waist and let her sit on the stage. He stood in front of her and looked down at her.

And then, it all happened.

Zhan Yan felt that she was about to faint. She held onto his neck powerlessly with her hands, staring at him innocently with her watery eyes, when Ji Weiyang suddenly realised that the thing that was numbing the pain was not alcohol, but her, her gentle embrace and her soft body.

"Yan Yan, say that you love me?" His long, beautiful fingers curled lightly under her chin.

"I, love, you." Zhan Yan replied obediently.

"How much?" he asked again.

Zhan Yan suddenly hugged him, her head resting on his chest, her eyes were once again brimming with tears, her cherry red lips trembled slightly as she spat out a sentence, "Love more than life itself."

Ji Weiyang's heart suddenly warmed, as though he was being filled with something warm, his entire body was warm.

He lowered his head, grabbed her lips, and passionately kissed her.

After the cloud and rain, she softly fell into his embrace, letting him caress every single inch of her skin, unwilling to let go.

"I'm tired." She murmured softly.

"Mm, I'll carry you back to rest." He held her, but his head was against her heart. Zhan Yan knew that he was listening to her heart rate. Her heart was beating a little too fast, but it was still within normal limits.

"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Ji Weiyang asked.

Zhan Yan smiled warmly and shook her head, "No, I'm fine."

Ji Weiyang laughed sinisterly, then lowered his head and bit on her lips fiercely: "But I'm not good, I haven't asked for enough of you."

Zhan Yan blushed again as she punched him in her chest.

Ji Weiyang took off his shirt and wrapped it around her naked body, then carried Zhan Yan out of the wine cellar. After the sex, all the pent-up emotions seemed to have been released, and neither of them mentioned the previous incident. Ji Weiyang acted as if nothing had happened and continued to take care of her. On the other hand, Zhan Yan was so smart that she did not question her at all.

Even though they were all deceiving themselves for their own sake, Zhan Yan often thought that if she could continue deceiving others like this, deceiving herself, even if it meant deceiving herself for the rest of her life, she would still be willing.

Returning to the bedroom, Ji Weiyang immediately carried her into the bathroom. Ji Weiyang carried her into the bathtub, and the soft water ripples wrapped around each other. He gently helped her wash the sticky and turbid water off her body.

Zhan Yan only felt her entire body becoming powerless as she laid on his chest. She could only enjoy his service with a red face.

After washing his body, he began to wash her long hair. He held the soft hair in his hands like a precious gem.

During this time, the two of them barely spoke to each other, but their gazes were intertwined. This feeling was far more wonderful than communicating through words.

After taking a bath, he wrapped the big and soft towel around Zhan Yan's body and carried her back to the big bed in his bedroom.

"You must be exhausted. Just go to sleep after taking the medicine." He kissed her lightly on the forehead, then got up to pour water.

She came back very quickly, and Zhan Yan took the cup and pills from him. Zhan Yan would take a lot of medicine every day, all of them were prepared beforehand by the doctor to look like a small bag, every time she ate a bag of pills. There were many types of medicines. If one called them other people, there was definitely no way to tell the number of medicines.

Maybe it was because she was once a doctor, but Zhan Yan was very sensitive to medicine. She looked down at the assorted pills in her palm, and soon found the small white one that she had never seen before. She knew very well that it was a contraceptive pill.

Her beautiful eyes gradually lost their splendor as she raised her head to put the medicine into her mouth and gulped down the water. For some reason, the medicine today seemed to be a hundred times more bitter than usual.

But she had to eat it. She had no choice.

The two of them lay on a soft bed. Zhan Yan buried her head into the soft pillow, blinking her beautiful eyes. Ji Weiyang leaned on the headboard, drinking coffee and flipping through documents. There was only a dim yellow light inside the room, the light was hazy and ambiguous.

But what was even more ambiguous was Ji Weiyang's expression and tone, "Still not sleeping? You want to continue to do bad things? " He still held the stack of financial statements in his hands, but he lowered his head, his thin, sexy lips resting just an inch away from her skin. "If Yan Yan Yan wants it, I can barely cooperate with his."

"Who asked you to force it?" Zhan Yan pushed him away playfully.

Ji Weiyang laughed and rubbed her hair lovingly, "Didn't you say you were tired? Why aren't you sleeping? "

"Waiting for you." Zhan Yan pulled at a corner of his silk pajamas with her small hand. How long will it take you to read those reports? Ji Weiyang, how much money do you want to earn? "

Ji Weiyang paused as he held onto the report with his fingertips, his gaze deep and profound. Actually, to Ji Weiyang, money was already a set of numbers, but as a man grew more mature, his control over things became stronger and stronger. Perhaps what he wanted was not money, but a type of control.

"Alright, I'm not watching anymore. I'll sleep with you." Ji Weiyang threw the financial statement to the side and laid by her side, hugging her soft body and letting her rest his head on his arm.

Zhan Yan was still unable to fall asleep, her own home had casually drawn circles on his chest, "Do you know, you haven't come back in two days?"

"Hmm, it's been too long since I left for the company. I've piled up a lot of documents, and I'll be back at your place on time every day from now on."

Zhan Yan smiled warmly and nodded in satisfaction.

"What did I do when I was gone?" Ji Weiyang asked again.

"What else can I do? Didn't the nanny report it to you?" Zhan Yan pouted slightly, carrying some dissatisfaction.

Ji Weiyang smiled warmly as he gently supported her cheeks with his palm, "I want to hear it from your own mouth."

Zhan Yan pursed her lips, contemplated for a moment, then said: "Reading, eating, sleeping, thinking of you."

This saying of 'thinking of you' was extremely enjoyable for Ji Weiyang. He lowered his head and kissed Zhan Yan's soft and moist lips, asking her how deep it was and how painful it was to be entangled. The two of them fought for a while before finally falling into a deep sleep.

At this time, on the other side of the hospital, Lu Manyun was walking on high heels along the empty corridor. The doctors in the hospital informed her that Lu Anqi's condition had worsened, and if she was unable to undergo corneal transplantation within a week, she would forever be blind.

She pushed open the door and entered the ward. This time was different than usual. There were no lights on in the house. It was pitch black. Lu Anqi hid in the corner and hugged her knees, shivering. Her small face was buried in her palms as she sobbed and trembled.

Lu Manyun stopped in front of her and called out indifferently, "Angel."

Lu Anqi finally raised her moist eyes and grabbed onto the corner of Lu Manyun's clothes, crying extremely miserably, "Mom, quickly save me, quickly save me! I don't want to be blind forever, I don't want to. "Mom, do you know how terrifying it is in the dark? I don't want it, I don't want it …"

Lu Manyun closed his eyes, and everything in front of him turned into darkness. That feeling of sinking into endless darkness, was truly terrifying. After a long while, she opened her eyes and smiled sarcastically, "So, the feeling of being blind is really bad. But, Angel, your fear and fear is not a reason to hurt others." "Looks like I am indeed a failed mother. All these years, I did not teach you well."

"Mom, what did you say?" Lu Anqi raised her tear-stricken little face, her voice trembling slightly.

Lu Manyun slowly crouched down and used a white handkerchief to wipe the tears off her face. Angel, tell Mom the truth, did you plot to kill Zhan Yan? "

"Mom, what did you say?" Lu Anqi opened his eyes wide in shock, his empty eyes were at a loss of what to do. She was as innocent as she could get, and the hands behind her back were clenched into fists.

"Mom, don't you believe me? He didn't believe me, and I don't blame him. But how can you not believe me? You are my mother, and I am your daughter. " Lu Anqi screamed in pain, she was half real and half fake, she acted extremely well.

Lu Manyun sighed heavily in frustration, she really did not know if she should still believe in her. Lu Anqi was indeed pitiful. She had been abandoned since she was young and had a good relationship with someone. Because of her, she had met with Luo Meihui's opposition, and was tricked into going abroad by that Lin beast. When Lu Manyun thought of this, he felt a heartache, because she had to take responsibility for An Qi's tragedy.

But, Lu Anqi had also almost killed her own daughter. She was the same as Ji Weiyang, she did not believe in Lu Anqi's innocence.

"Angel, I can't believe you, because you're not just my mother, and I'm not just your daughter."

"What?" Angel became even more confused.

Lu Manyun's palm lightly rested on her shoulder, but she did not plan to explain. "She just sighed lightly." Your mother's case has been decided.

Lu Anqi did not dare make a sound, but her lips were tightly pursed. Her body was trembling slightly. A suspended death sentence? Even if she didn't understand the law, she knew that this wasn't the type of case where a suspended death sentence should be so serious. Just for Wei Zhanyan, Ji Weiyang, he was really vicious. He clearly knew that it was her mother, her own mother!

"Mom, why are you saying this? I don't want to hear it. "Mom, my surname is Lu. The only mother I have ever seen in my life was you." Angel threw herself into Lu Manyun's embrace and started crying loudly again.

Although Lu Manyun did not push her away, the relationship between mother and daughter had long been divided. "A lot of things, once a crack appears, it's hard to sew." Alright, go to sleep. Don't cry anymore. People have to accept reality. Back then, when I brought you out of the orphanage, I was responsible for your life. I'll take care of you if you can't see your eyes for the rest of your life. "

Lu Anqi was also tired from crying, and she obediently let Lu Manyun carry her onto the bed. Her eyes were closed, her breathing shallow. Of course, there was no difference between opening and closing her eyes at this moment.

Although she couldn't see, her ears were exceptionally sharp. She heard Lu Manyun walking around the house, closing the curtains, tidying the cabinets, and pouring a cup of water. Then, she pushed the door and walked out.

The sickrooms and corridors during the night were abnormally quiet, to the point where Anqi could actually hear every single word Lu Manyun was making a call from the corridors.

"Weiyang, how is Zhan Yan today?"

"She's fine. She's already gone to sleep." Ji Weiyang's voice was very soft and gentle on the other end of the phone. At this moment, Zhan Yan was sleeping right beside him, with his head in his arms. As he talked on the phone, her gaze was also gently locking onto the little woman in his arms.

"Mn, you take good care of Zhan Yan. As a mother, I have never done my duty as a mother, so I can only entrust Zhan Yan to you." Lu Manyun sighed deeply.

"Don't worry, I will." Auntie, is there anything else? "If not, I'll hang up now. Yan Yan Yan is still resting." Ji Weiyang lowered his voice again.

"Alright, alright, I'll call you next time." Lu Manyun replied and quickly ended the call.

Lu Manyun once again returned to the sickroom. She turned her back to her and quietly fell asleep. However, the hand hidden under the blanket had long since clenched into a fist, and even the fingernail had sunk deep into the palm. Heh, it's really dramatic, Wei Zhanyan is actually Lu Manyun's biological daughter, isn't her daughter already dead? How come she didn't die? She died cleanly.

She thought angrily and actually fell asleep in a daze. When she woke up again, she was woken up by the sound of a phone ringing. It was already broad daylight. She couldn't see it, but she could feel the sunlight streaming in through the window.

Lu Manyun picked up the phone, quietly listened, did not say a word, and waited until the phone rang. Her expression was somewhat strange, but it was not a sorrowful expression. Instead, it was a kind of melancholy.

"Mom, I'm thirsty. Can you give me a glass of water?" Lu Anqi sat up on the bed.

"Yes." Lu Manyun responded, she poured a cup of warm water from the water bottle and passed it to her.

Angel drank some water and heard Lu Manyun say calmly, "Angel, tomorrow you can prepare for the operation, someone donated their corneas to you."

"Really?" Lu Anqi was overjoyed, his empty eyes staring widely, unable to conceal the joy in his eyes. In response to that saying, she was on the verge of despair. After sleeping for a while, someone had donated the cornea to her.

Lu Anqi fumbled her way out of the bed, and walked towards the direction of the voice, hugging Lu Manyun happily, "Mom, I'm so happy, what about you? Are you happy for me, too? "When I regain my senses, I can go back on stage. Mom, we'll be the same as before, I'll perform, you stay with me, and I'll leave you the best VIP seat every time, what do you say?"

Lu Manyun did not reply, but instead asked. "Could it be that you're not curious about who donated their corneas to you?"

Lu Anqi's voice paused for a while, and after being silent for a long while, she once again recovered her smiling face. Can't you just give the family money as gratitude? "

Perhaps, Lu Anqi was too excited, the smile on her face was growing bigger, as though something had sounded out. She suddenly grabbed Lu Manyun's hand and said, "Mom, quickly give me your phone, I want to call Weiyang, I want to tell him that I can start the operation, I'm about to recover."

Lu Manyun naturally wouldn't give her her phone, but pressed her down on the bed, "Angel, stop messing around, Weiyang has his own family, he no longer belongs to you, listen to mom, don't disturb him anymore."

She almost forgot, Wei Zhanyan was Lu Manyun's biological daughter, how could she let her ruin the happiness of her biological daughter?

"Mom, I understand. I will listen to you." Lu Anqi clenched her teeth and spat out a few words. However, she was naturally extremely resentful in her heart.

Lu Manyun nodded his head in relief, then said: "You rest first, I will go discuss the specific timing of the surgery with the doctor." After she finished speaking, she pushed open the door and left.

On the other side, Ji Weiyang also received this news. When Tang Feng called, he was in the kitchen cooking porridge for Zhan Yan.

"I say, Director Ji, in such a good time, you're not coming to work and serving women at home. Aren't you afraid that I'll swallow your assets up?" On the other side of the phone, Tang Feng mocked.

Ji Weiyang's ears were stuffed with radio headphones, and he was holding a spoon full of porridge in his hands. As long as you have the guts. " He followed with a sentence. His tone was so calm that it was seemingly emotionless, but it also carried a hint of deterrence.

Tang Feng snorted, and did not continue making fun of his.

"Let's get down to business. If you don't have anything to say, then just hang up. It's time for Yan Yan Yan to eat." Ji Weiyang said somewhat impatiently.

"Last night, Vice Dean Zhao committed suicide in the hospital and left a will to donate his cornea to Lu Anqi. She should be able to operate tomorrow."

There was only a short period of silence on the other end of the phone while Ji Weiyang continued to scoop porridge. Zhao's death seemed to be within his expectations. He was also a prideful woman. A prolonged death would gradually lead to a life sentence, making her stay in prison for the rest of her life. It was more painful for her than killing her.

"Mm, I understand. If there's nothing else, then I'll be hanging up." Ji Weiyang said in an indifferent tone.

"We must attend the evening meeting with Vice Mayor Wu." Tang Feng reminded his, and tactfully hung up.

Ji Weiyang brought the breakfast to the dining hall. Zhan Yan was already sitting at the dining table waiting for her. She had just woken up not long ago and was wearing her pajamas.

"Yan Yan, you can start the meal now. Taste the crab yolk congee that I cooked, it's definitely not worse than what Master Tong Ji has cooked. " Ji Weiyang placed the bowl in front of Zhan Yan, and intimately brought the spoon to her lips.

Zhan Yan laughed, with a childish smile, she opened her mouth and swallowed the porridge in one gulp. The temperature was moderate, but the taste... Well, she declined to comment.

"Is it delicious?" Ji Weiyang asked eagerly.

Zhan Yan smiled warmly and nodded, "Delicious." As long as he fed it to her, even if it was poison, she would still find it delicious.

Ji Weiyang was somewhat pleased, he casually scooped a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, but in the next moment, his expression changed. He forced himself to swallow the porridge. It was simply impossible to swallow.

"Come on, don't eat. We should eat western food today. I'll go give you the bread and milk." Ji Weiyang picked up the dining plate and walked towards the kitchen, thinking to himself that Tong Ji's chef must have tricked him. After accepting that much money, he taught him to such an extent.

personally spread the strawberry jam onto his breakfast and then handed it over to Zhan Yan. She naturally enjoyed his service.

"Don't you have to go to work today?" Zhan Yan asked.

"Yes, I have a day off, but I have a party tonight." Ji Weiyang replied.

"Even if you can accompany me all day, what are we going to do today?" Zhan Yan muttered softly, her eyes converging and pondering, obviously not asking for Ji Weiyang's opinion.

Ji Weiyang smiled warmly and shook his head helplessly. He could probably imagine how this whole day would go.

After breakfast, Zhan Yan led him and sat inside the garden to bask in the sun. She lightly leaned her head against his shoulder, and enjoyed the warm morning sunlight with her lips raised slightly.

The weather in April and May, like a child's face, had changed. In the morning, it was still sunny and drizzling at noon. The entire manor was shrouded in drizzling rain; it was romantic and beautiful.

The French windows of the guest hall were slightly open, but the spring breeze that blew in was mixed with a faint smell of moisture and earth.

Zhan Yan sat on the large leather sofa in front of the window. Her delicate body was curled up into a ball as she held a thick book and read seriously and attentively.

Zhan Yan would occasionally look up and give him a faint, warm smile in return. Ji Weiyang was unable to resist the urge and pulled her into his embrace with a kiss, his lips very soft and soft, like cotton candy from a young age, soft and sweet, enough to make one addicted to it.

"Yan Yan …" He wanted to say something about her remarriage, but the words were on the tip of her tongue, so he didn't dare to. He knew that Zhan Yan was still worried, so she did not dare to push too hard.

"Hmm?" Zhan Yan gasped for breath unsteadily from his kiss, as she looked at him with her hazy eyes.

"I'm fine." He smiled faintly and shook his head.

The rain did not last long, and the afternoon sky was clear again. It was rare for a rainbow to appear. Zhan Yan pulled Ji Weiyang to the courtyard to look at the rainbow. Zhan Yan was dressed in a beautiful pink dress, her chin was slightly raised, and she was smiling as she looked at the rainbow that hung in the sky. She couldn't help but exclaim, "So beautiful."

Ji Weiyang stood beside her and smiled warmly, he turned his head and looked at her, thinking, no matter how beautiful the rainbow is, it couldn't compare to his little girl.

The two of them walked around the courtyard. Zhan Yan walked in front while her crystal high heels emitted a clear sound as they stepped on the green slate road. Ji Weiyang followed behind her the entire time, and he was always only half a step away from her.

Perhaps this was the difference between love and not love. When he walked with Li Xiaoqian, he would naturally walk in front, and subconsciously, he wanted to leave her behind. But when he walked with Zhan Yan, he would naturally walk behind her, and protect her, while following her footsteps.

The road after the rain was slippery, Ji Weiyang warned her from time to time, "Yan Yan Yan, slow down, slow down, slide on the ground, don't fall down."

For a heart attack, any injury can be fatal.

Zhan Yan suddenly stopped in her tracks, finding it funny, and looked at him helplessly, "If you're any slower, then you can only stop. Vuyo, have you noticed that you've been nagging more and more lately? "

Ji Weiyang helplessly shook his head, not everyone was worthy of him nagging like that. In other words, his nagging was only about her. This was not just nagging, but caring.

In the chilly weather after the rain, Zhan Yan's clothes were always thin. She wrapped her with her coat and carried her back to the villa.

In a blink of an eye, it was already evening. Ji Weiyang had changed into his house clothes and put on a clean and straight suit, ready to go to the feast.

Zhan Yan leaned on the sofa and looked at him lazily, smiling all the while with her curved eyebrows.

"What are you looking at? Do you think your husband is good-looking? " Ji Weiyang's gentle gaze fell on her as he joked and tied his tie.

Zhan Yan held her cheeks with one hand, and sized him up seriously: "Not bad, not bad, handsome and rich, that's why it is easy to provoke peaches and flowers."

Her playful tone made Ji Weiyang happy, "Didn't you just learn how to cut trees with a gardener? No matter how many peach blossoms I have, you can just cut them off."

Zhan Yan pouted, but did not reply. When he was ready to leave, she ran to the entrance and handed him her shoes. "Be careful on the road, don't drink too much. It's bad for your health." she asked gently.

"As you wish, old woman." Ji Weiyang smiled, lowered his head and lightly pecked her lips, then opened the door and left.

Because of Zhan Yan's return, this family gradually had a sense of home. The moment Ji Weiyang opened the car door, he subconsciously stopped and turned back, looking at his own home, he suddenly felt a kind of happiness he had been looking forward to for a long time. As long as he and Zhan Yan could be this happy forever, even if he didn't have any children, he did not care.

The heavens were fair. No one had no regrets in their lives. Excessive extortion was just making things difficult for oneself.

Before going out, although Zhan Yan had told him to drink less, on such occasions, the wine table had always been filled with wine. He had chosen such a method of survival, so naturally, she could not go against the rules of the game.

By the time the social meetup ended, it was already 3 in the morning. He drank quite a bit and sat at the back, tiredly resting his head against his hands.

The driver started the engine and asked, "Director Ji, are you going home or …"

Ji Weiyang lowered his head to look at his watch, and after pondering for a moment, he said indifferently, "Let's go back to the company." If he went back at this time, he would definitely disturb Zhan Yan's rest. Moreover, his entire body still reeked of alcohol.

He returned to the company early in the morning and rested in his office for the night. After dawn, he woke up early and began to process the documents he had delayed yesterday.

At eight o'clock, the office door was knocked on, and at this hour Yu Mei, the secretary, brought him coffee.

"Come in." He said without raising his head.

The door to the office was pushed open, followed by the sound of high heels on the floor. Exquisite white porcelain coffee cups were handed to him, the ground beans giving off a natural aroma.

"Thank you." He replied in an indifferent and courteous manner, his gaze remaining on the document in his hand.

However, the high heels did not follow the rhythm of her departure. She stood silently in front of his desk, and Ji Weiyang felt a gaze from above his head that was staring at him.

Ji Weiyang frowned. He naturally felt that this person was definitely not Yu Mei, because Yu Mei had followed him for many years and knew his temperament very well.

He gazed over, only to see Li Xiaoqian standing gracefully in front of him. She had faint makeup on her face, and was dressed in a business suit, looking extremely capable and capable.

"Why is it you?" he asked coldly.

"Sister Yu Mei wasn't feeling well, so she asked me to bring her some coffee." Li Xiaoqian replied in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

Ji Weiyang indifferently answered, he did not ask why she was here, because he had already noticed the name plate of an employee of the Ji's Group on her chest, and that he was holding the position of an assistant secretary.

He didn't spare her another glance as he returned his attention back to the document in his hand. He only told her lightly, "The coffee has been delivered. You can leave now."

"I …" Li Xiaoqian pursed her lips, her face somewhat pale. She didn't think that she would be so easily dismissed by Ji Weiyang. She thought that he would be curious about her appearance, but this man clearly didn't have any curiosity.

After Li Xiaoqian left, Ji Weiyang dialed Yu Mei's number.

"Director Ji." Yu Mei sounded a little guilty.

"I do not wish for this kind of thing to happen a second time. If there is a next time, you can leave the Ji's." Ji Weiyang finished his sentence and ended the call with a "pa" sound. He did not give Yu Mei any chance to explain herself.

Naturally, he did not believe that Yu Mei was sick, and so Li Xiaoqian came to deliver the coffee. The Secretary Department had more than ten assistants, and no matter how talented they were, it was not Li Xiaoqian's turn to send the cup of coffee. Clearly, she had used some sort of method, using her identity to pressure him, or bribing him with money, to persuade Yu Mei to send him some coffee.

What Cambridge's top student? His mind was full of knowledge, but he was not proficient in the ways of the world. Doing all these under Ji Weiyang's nose was so childish that it was laughable.

Ji Weiyang closed the documents and dialed the personnel department's number. The fact that Li Xiaoqian openly appeared in the secretary's office gave him a huge headache.

Very quickly, the HR manager came over, and brought Li Xiaoqian's file. Previously, a secretary was on maternity leave and the position was vacant. Li Xiaoqian had the highest education among all the candidates and had the best conditions in all aspects. Although she lacked some experience in work, she should be able to handle the job easily.

"This Li Xiaoqian came back from studying overseas, so her conditions are very good in all aspects. We are in the process of establishing an overseas branch. She is an English level 8, so she can easily translate some materials. " The HR manager explained. He didn't know why the boss would pay so much attention to a secretary's assistant.

"Yes." Ji Weiyang replied indifferently, "You find a chance and move her to a branch office. It doesn't matter if her position is slightly higher."

"Alright." "Although I do not understand the reasons behind this, I naturally have no reason to carry out the boss' orders." However, there are currently no vacancies at the branch office. Without affecting the normal operation of the company, it will take at least a month for the personnel adjustment to be carried out. "

Ji Weiyang frowned, "I will only give you fifteen days, you can decide for yourself."

"This... "Fine." The HR manager nodded somewhat awkwardly.

Ji Weiyang was a typical workaholic, who forgot everything when he worked. However, even though he forgot about his lunch, he didn't forget to call Zhan Yan.

The phone in the bedroom rang for a long time before it was answered, on the other end of the phone, Zhan Yan's voice was lazy, obviously not waking up yet.

"Still sleeping?"

"It's my afternoon nap. It's already past one in the afternoon." Zhan Yan replied weakly.

Ji Weiyang glanced at the clock on the wall, and asked apologetically: "Did I disturb you?"

"No, you woke me up. People get stupid after taking too long a nap." Zhan Yan replied with a smile.

Ji Weiyang also laughed, "I actually hope that you are stupid, so that you can rely on me for everything."

"Male chauvinism." Zhan Yan pouted unhappily.

"What are you going to do this afternoon?" he asked again.

"I want to go home. Dad called in the morning and told me to go back to eat."

Ji Weiyang nodded in understanding. Ever since he was discharged, he had not regained his Wei Family. " Mn, cool down today, add an extra set of clothes when you leave, and I'll pick you up at Wei Family tonight. " He reminded them again and again patiently.

"Director Ji, you're not having any social meetups tonight?" Zhan Yan smiled playfully.

Ji Weiyang smiled, but just as he was about to answer, the door to the office was suddenly pushed open, accompanied by a clear female voice: "Director Ji, your lunch."

The voice was quickly transmitted over the phone, it was too late for Ji Weiyang to hold the receiver with his palm. His sword-like brows knitted coldly, and the gaze that fell on Li Xiaoqian's body was shockingly cold. Still, the voice was gentle.

"I don't have any social events tonight, so I'll be back with you early."

"Alright." Zhan Yan laughed faintly, her voice did not reveal anything strange.

Ji Weiyang kissed the microphone lightly, his smile so gentle that water would drip out. Then he hung up.

"What's the matter?" Ji Weiyang put down his mobile, and his cold gaze swept across Li Xiaoqian's body.

She embarrassedly grinned, feeling a bit upset in her heart. This was the first time she saw him show such a gentle expression. Unfortunately, it wasn't towards her.

"Director Ji, let me bring you lunch. It's already past one in the afternoon, so you have to take care of your body no matter how busy you are. " As Li Xiaoqian said that, she placed the boxes of food on Ji Weiyang's table.

The culinary skills of the Myriad Treasures Store's chef were both beautiful and delicious. Furthermore, they were all dishes that he loved to eat. It seemed that he had done his homework well and decided to give it his best. But unfortunately, he found the wrong person.

Ji Weiyang's deep black eyes slightly narrowed, the corner of his mouth raised into a sneer, "You work in my company, did no one ever tell you my rules?"

"What?" Li Xiaoqian had a puzzled look.

"When I work, I don't like to be disturbed. Li Xiaoqian, this is the last warning I will give you. My patience is limited. " His voice was deep and magnetic, but cold to the extreme, almost like frozen water.

He suddenly raised his arm and swept all the delicacies on the table to the ground. As the food fell to the ground, the leftover juice splashed all over the floor. Li Xiaoqian was so frightened that she retreated two steps, but the high class Chanel dress that she was wearing was not spared.

She was so upset that she froze on the spot, tightly biting her lips as she looked at him with a face full of grievance.

But Ji Weiyang had already casually flipped open the document, and didn't even bother to take a look at her. Li Xiaoqian was angry and embarrassed, she turned and walked out, but when she held the door handle, Ji Weiyang's voice suddenly came from her back. It was still cold, without any warmth.

"Wait."

Li Xiaoqian was overjoyed, she immediately turned around, thinking that he wanted to ask him to stay, "What else do you want, Director Ji?" she said coquettishly. Then, they saw Ji Weiyang gracefully get up, his expensive black leather shoes stepping over the leftover juice on the ground.

"Clean this place up. If it's still the same when I come back, then you can leave." Ji Weiyang then pushed open the door and walked out.

At the door, Yu Mei, the secretary, came over, "Director Ji."

"Inform the executives of each department to prepare for the meeting."

"Yes." Yu Mei nodded, not daring to slight him in the slightest.

At this time, in the villa, Zhan Yan lazily leaned on the sofa after hanging up the phone. On the tea table in front of her were the most recent morning newspapers and the weekly gossip. The headline of the newspaper was the CEO of Ji's, Mai Kai Er, and the news of his impending marriage to the Li family's daughter.

On the cover of the photo, there were still two people's photos. There was no need to talk about Ji Weiyang's extraordinary bearing, but the girl in the photo had a smile like a flower, looking extremely lively.

Li Xiaoqian was introduced to the magazine in great detail. She was the daughter of a high-ranking official, the daughter of a prestigious family, a top student who had graduated from a prestigious school, and a gossipmonger who had praised her. She and Third Young Master Ji were a match made in heaven.

Zhan Yan curled her lips coldly, but her pale white face didn't have much of an expression on it.

"Madam, it's time for you to take your medicine." The servant handed the pills over to Zhan Yan.

"Thank you." Zhan Yan obediently received the pills and water cup.

Just as she finished taking her medicine, the bell to her room rang. The servant walked to the profound entrance to answer the video call, then said to Zhan Yan, "Madam, it's Miss Du."

"Really? Send her in quickly." Zhan Yan quickly threw all the newspapers and magazines on the tea table under the sofa.

Du Xiaomo walked into the living room with a smile on her face, and held a bunch of paper bags in her hands. The heels of her feet were crooked, and she directly jumped onto the sofa beside Zhan Yan.

"Aiya, I'm so tired."

Zhan Yan smiled warmly as she received the fruit juice from a servant and handed it over to Du Xiaomo. The market is selling at a discount, or do you want to buy things without using money? "

"Discount your mood." Du Xiaomo's smile darkened, she casually picked up a paper bag and took out a red cheongsam from inside, gesturing towards Zhan Yan, "I think this cheongsam will look good on you, my darling, let me see it."

Zhan Yan pushed her away with a smile. "The mush died." She must have taken the wrong medicine. Don't you think it's a bit of a precaution for me to stay home all day and dress like this? "

"How can women not like beauty? You can wear it at home for your Third Young Master Ji to see. I guarantee that you will wear this dress, and when he sees you, he will want to eat you in one bite." Du Xiaomo laid her head on her shoulder and mumbled dubiously.

Zhan Yan blushed, and reached out her hand to move her head away from her shoulder. It's getting less and less serious. "

Du Xiaomo sat herself upright, uninterested she once again put the skirt back in the paper bag, and asked: "Do you have any wine?"

"You should go to the bar if you want to drink." Zhan Yan replied casually. She knew that Du Xiaomo was not in a good mood right now, and her bad mood was most likely related to her shady man. She couldn't bear to part with it. Even though she knew it was bitter wine, she still forced herself to drink it. This was love.

Du Xiaomo sat on the sofa with her body curled up, her head resting on her knees. The light in her eyes gradually faded. Although the bar was lively, the more lively the place was, the more it made her feel lonely and sad.

"What happened?" Zhan Yan asked worriedly. Seeing Du Xiaomo like this, people could not help but be worried.

Du Xiaomo laughed bitterly, "It's nothing, her wife probably knows about us. She hasn't come looking for me for quite some time. Maybe that's the end between us. "

Zhan Yan quietly listened, but did not say anything, she heard Du Xiaomo smiling bitterly, and said: "Do you think that is a good thing?"

Zhan Yan did not say a word, her clear eyes quietly staring at her.

Du Xiaomo opened her beautiful eyes wide, and tears began to pour down her cheeks, "This way, no matter what happens, it will be the best for me. But, Zhan Yan, tell me, why does my heart hurt so much?"

Zhan Yan embraced her and comforted her soundlessly.

Du Xiaomo was a very strong person. She quickly wiped her tears away and once again put on a smile. Alright, let's not talk about me anymore. But you, aren't you bored staying in the villa all day? I really plan to have Ji Weiyang raise him for the rest of her life. "

Zhan Yan shrugged helplessly, and pointed to her own weak heart, "Given my current condition, I can't run, I can't jump, I can only stay in the house."

"That's true. It's a matter of course for men to raise women. Have you arranged for your remarriage? Even if we have to raise him, we have to let him raise us properly and legitimately. " Du Xiaomo said again as she picked up the juice and casually bit the straw.

Zhan Yan, who was by her side, remained silent. I have never planned to remarry him. "

"What?" Du Xiaomo was shocked, "Zhan Yan, have you lost your mind in a hospital? Do you know that news is spreading outside?" Du Xiaomo stopped midsentence.

However, Zhan Yan laughed unconcernedly, and continued to speak, "I know that the people outside are spreading the news of the marriage engagement between the Ji Family and the Li Clan, so let them be."

"Zhan Yan, what exactly are you thinking?" Du Xiaomo asked, puzzled.

Zhan Yan lightly shook her head and laughed, "I don't know either. There are many things that I haven't thought over clearly yet." Her mind was in a mess, and she needed time to figure out where she was going. However, one thing was certain, she wouldn't be so selfish as to let his life hold regrets.

The phone on the table suddenly rang. It was Lu Ruping who called to urge her to go back and eat.

"Do I have to go home for dinner and come with me?" After hanging up the phone, Zhan Yan asked Du Xiaomo who was at her side.

"Forget it, you know I hate sitting with elders the most. I'm extremely restrained. I'll be leaving first. " Du Xiaomo stood up and walked out.

"Your things." Zhan Yan reminded them.

"For you." Du Xiaomo casually said.

The driver drove Zhan Yan to the Wei Family Villa. Zhan Yan pushed open the door and walked in, only to discover that the atmosphere in the hall was a bit off.

"Yan Yan is back." Lu Ruping smiled as she walked over, and secretly gave her a glance.

On the sofa in the living room, Wei Jingnian sat there with a cold expression.

"Dad." Zhan Yan walked over and called out gently.

"Where's Ji Weiyang? Why didn't he come back with you? " Wei Jingnian asked.

"Oh, Vayon's busy." Zhan Yan replied with a faint smile.

Wei Jingnian threw the magazine in his hand onto the ground. He bellowed, "What is he busy with? Is that all? "