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"Yan Yan Yan!" Ji Weiyang desperately rushed to his side and embraced her in a hug. The lightning outside the window was still crackling and crackling, the electric light shining on the two of them was sometimes dim and sometimes bright. It was unusually eerie and ghostly.

"Yan Yan, don't be afraid. With me here, don't be afraid of anything." His palm gently caressed her hair, and his hoarse voice had a calming effect.

Zhan Yan stayed silent in his arms, then started to cry loudly.

"I'm obviously innocent. I know this is a trap, but why? Why can't I let go of this trap …"

"Yan Yan, don't think about anything, don't think about anything." Ji Weiyang's lips randomly kissed her, removing the ice-cold tears on her face. However, it was unable to calm her uneasy emotions.

"Weiyang, I'm fine. Don't bother with me. I just need some time. Can you give me some time?" Her two hands tightly grabbed onto the corner of Ji Weiyang's clothes as her body lightly trembled and curled up like a beast that was used to the darkness. Hiding in a dark corner, she felt that she was ashamed and unable to see the light of day. She couldn't even imagine how many people had actually seen such an unbearable video.

Ji Weiyang did not allow her to escape, and suddenly carried her, throwing her onto the soft bed in an overbearing manner. In the next moment, his heavy body tightly pressed onto her. Every time, she gave her time, but how long that time was, there was never a time limit. He didn't want to wait any longer, and he couldn't let her continue to be like that.

"Ji Weiyang, what are you doing?" Zhan Yan pressed both of her hands against his chest, her clear eyes brimming with mist as she looked at him uneasily.

Ji Weiyang used his hand to support her small chin, and the smile on his lips, was an emotion that she completely could not understand, "What do you think I want to do? You just want to guard you, protect you, love you... Wei Zhanyan, you don't even know how much I love you. "

The clear tears quietly rolled down Zhan Yan's pale face as the palm pressing on his chest grew weaker and weaker. "I know, I know as well."

"You don't know anything. If you do, you should trust me. I can protect you well."

Zhan Yan sobbed as she shook her head, "Sorry, Weiyang, it was my fault, I am useless. I will only cause you trouble, I will become your fatal weakness, and it is I who am not worthy of you …"

Ji Weiyang stared down at him from above and he did not say anything. Instead, he used his fingertips to slowly wipe away the tears on her face, "Yan Yan, you have already done very well. "It's not your fault. I will definitely make the person who did wrong pay the price."

"Weiyang …" Zhan Yan trembled as she called out to him. His haggard appearance made her heart ache.

Ji Weiyang lowered his head and kissed her. That delicate kiss was gentle and lingering. Zhan Yan kept crying, but she gradually calmed down in his arms. The outer coat fell off and he threw it under the bed.

Zhan Yan's shoulder chilled, and she shyly shrunk her body. "Weiyang, how, how's your throat? I'll find you some medicine. " She struggled to get up, but Ji Weiyang kept on pestering her, pressing her down on the bed once again.

"You are my medicine." He said vaguely.

"Viyan, then, how many people saw that video? How serious is it? Tell me, don't lie to me. "

Zhan Yan was not stupid, she knew that the matter was not that simple.

"It's nothing serious. With me here, I won't be able to get away."

His possession already made Zhan Yan's brain completely incapable of thinking. Helplessness, confusion, panic, they were all transformed into doubt under his gentle and fierce entanglement.

They were fighting to the death as if tomorrow was the end of the world. Outside the window, the wind howled and thunder roared. The torrential rain continued to wash over the land and the sky. However, none of this had anything to do with them.

The next day, when Zhan Yan opened her eyes, the sky was already bright. She moved her body and felt an intense pain all over her body as if she had been run over by a car.

A powerful arm was still wrapped around her waist, and Ji Weiyang's head was still buried in her shoulders, sleeping peacefully. Their bodies were still entwined, like two vines.

Zhan Yan blinked her long eyelashes, and looked at the ceiling above her in a daze. The scenes from last night once again appeared in her mind.

Helplessness, pain, crying, hugging, crazy kissing, desperate sex... Zhan Yan vexedly covered her eyes with her hands, her cheeks instantly flushed red, embarrassed to the point of wanting to find a hole to hide in. It was the first time since she had left the hospital that he had been so crazy about her.

Zhan Yan turned her back on him, and angrily ignored him. She wanted to get up and put on her clothes, but she didn't have the strength to do so. She was too lazy to even move a fingertip.

"You're awake?" An evil voice came from behind him. It was still soft, but it was deadly charming. It was obvious that she had woken him up with a flip of her body.

Zhan Yan also did not answer, but he was embraced by him once again, "Come and sleep with me for a bit more." He laid his head on her shoulder, breathing evenly.

"Ji Weiyang, it's time for you to go to work, right?" Zhan Yan struggled a few times before turning around to face him. She was met with a pair of deep and smiling eyes.

His forehead was pressed against hers as the tip of his nose lightly rubbed against her cheek. He gently asked, "Yan Yan, what are you planning to do today?"

Zhan Yan's eyelashes contracted, as if she was seriously considering something. "Get up, make breakfast, read the morning paper, and then go to work. When you return from work, buy a bunch of lilies from a florist and put them in a vase.

Ji Weiyang closed his eyes lightly, and a happy smile hung on the corner of his lips. I want to get out of bed with Yan Yan, make breakfast together, read the morning newspaper together, then send you to work, pick you up from work, on my way home I passed by a florist's to buy a fresh bunch of perfume lilies, after dinner, I'll clean up the house with you, then accompany you to read books and sleep. However, not only today, but every day after that, for the rest of my life. "

He held her warm and small hand in his, and put it to his lips and kissed it gently. He looked at her and said, "Yan Yan, let's get married."

He said marry, not remarry, how he wished he could forget the pain of the past and give each other a new start.

Zhan Yan opened her eyes wide in shock. Tears gathered in each of her eyes bit by bit, moving in and out of her clear pupils until her eyelids could not bear the weight of the tears. Large droplets of water continuously rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

"Vuyo, have you really thought this through? You should know how bad my health is. I can't do anything for you except drag it down. So, do you really want to be with me? "

"Yes." "Ji Weiyang replied very straightforwardly, to the point where he did not hesitate in the slightest. Zhan Yan, you only need to do one thing for me, and that is to stay by my side. "

Zhan Yan snuggled into his chest, her arms tightly wrapped around Ji Weiyang's neck. Icy-cold tears fell onto the skin on his chest, as if they easily flowed into his heart.

This time, she wanted to grab hold of him tightly and never let go.

Zhan Yan cried for a while in his arms before she let go of him and forcefully wiped the tears off her face.

Her smile made Ji Weiyang a little puzzled, "What are you laughing at? Am I funny? "

Zhan Yan shook her head and laughed, suddenly, she thought back to the first time she had met him, and the same thing. To use the same move twice, that was indeed disgraceful.

"I'm hungry, Ji Weiyang, go make breakfast for me." She ordered boldly, imitating his tone.

Ji Weiyang suddenly let go of her and smiled sinisterly: "I only cook breakfast for my wife, do you really want to eat it?"

"A grown man is so long-winded. If you don't go, I'll do it myself." Zhan Yan pouted her lips and then acted like she was angry, wrapping herself in the quilt and preparing to get off the bed, but suddenly Ji Weiyang hugged her from behind and kissed her sensitive nape with a smile.

"Wife, if you're really too hungry, just eat me." His tone was lazy, almost like he was acting coquettishly.

"Ji Weiyang, do you think I'm a praying mantis?" Zhan Yan pushed him away angrily.

Only a female would eat a male.

Ji Weiyang laughed as he got off the bed and casually put on the shirt that was scattered on the ground. You sleep a little longer, I'll make you breakfast. "

Ji Weiyang walked into the kitchen, of course he wouldn't cook a complicated breakfast, he simply heated up the milk and bread, and just as he was about to place them on the table, a pair of soft arms suddenly wrapped around his back, pressing its soft chest against his straight back.

"Don't mess around, it might burn you." At that time, Ji Weiyang was holding a scalding milk cup.

Zhan Yan smiled and let him go, then obediently sat at the dining table and waited. Although it was simple bread and milk, and there was even a 70% ripe poached egg, this was the best breakfast that Zhan Yan had ever eaten.

Her life couldn't be considered short, but it couldn't be considered long either. Moreover, she was in such a terrible situation. They had missed too much, and she didn't want to miss any more.

After the meal, Ji Weiyang was in the kitchen washing the dishes and cleaning up the tableware. When he walked out of the kitchen, his shirt was splashed with water and his chest was wet, making him look slightly embarrassed.

Zhan Yan snorted as she put down the newspaper she was reading. She took out a clean shirt from the cloakroom and handed it over to him. Put it on, don't catch cold. I'm afraid to let you work next time. "

Ji Weiyang smiled warmly, stole a kiss from her lips, and then said in a serious tone, "A gentleman is far from the kitchen, looks like the words of the ancients still make sense."

Zhan Yan shrugged her shoulders noncommittally, thinking that the person who wrote this book must be a man.

Ji Weiyang opened his notebook and sat in the living room to look through the documents, "Today's weather isn't good, please take a break, don't go to work."

His gaze fell directly on the computer. He didn't even look at her, but his calm voice sounded extremely domineering.

Zhan Yan lazily leaned against the window, not responding. The clouds outside the window were pressing down, making people feel depressed. On the nearby street, there were many carriages and a mediocre number of people. Those who needed to run and run for their lives would not stop because of the bad weather.

The room fell into silence, so quiet that even the sound of their breathing became exceptionally distinct. After Ji Weiyang finished flipping through a document, he subconsciously looked at Zhan Yan, "What are you thinking about?"

At that time, Zhan Yan was looking out the window in a daze, deep in thought. She hesitated for a moment, then turned around and smiled. "Am I lucky? You've given me a better life, so I don't need to think of them running around like this, ignoring the rain and wind for the sake of survival."

Zhan Yan sat by the window with her cheeks dragged, but when she looked out the window, her eyes were always filled with envy and sadness.

Ji Weiyang sighed softly as he closed the computer in his hand. He thought, perhaps that kind of life was what Zhan Yan longed for. Ordinary, mediocre, but real life.

"In the afternoon, you are alone at home. Is that okay?" He put the laptop into his handbag. Then he put on a black suit.

"Are you going out? It's raining heavily outside. " Zhan Yan worriedly came over to his side.

Ji Weiyang nodded, and laughed as he rubbed her head, "There's still a meeting in the afternoon, I need to raise you."

Zhan Yan gave a warm smile and somewhat clumsily put on his tie, then gave him a deep and affectionate kiss before he left.

Zhan Yan stood at the window and watched the black Lincoln as it slowly drove out of the district until it left her line of sight.

Only, Ji Weiyang did not go to the company for a meeting, but changed his route and went to a mental hospital.

"CEO, the afternoon meeting …" The assistant in the front passenger seat reminded them.

"Push it off." The color in Ji Weiyang's eyes was very deep, and his expression was so cold that it didn't have a trace of warmth.

It wasn't the first time Ji Weiyang came to this kind of place. It could be said that this was hell on earth. Most people had the ability to attack, and before they attacked you, they would not show any signs. Just like dogs, the real dogs that bit people would not let you see it before they bit you.

Lu Anqi was isolated locked in a small room, her body was tied up with a belt, and was strapped onto an iron bed. However, she continued to struggle, looking extremely strange and ridiculous. Such cases are not uncommon in mental hospitals, as are generally the treatment of aggressive patients.

Of course, Lu Anqi was not mentally ill. She only wanted to argue and leave the room, which was why she was tied up as if her illness had taken a turn for the worse.

When Ji Weiyang walked into the sickroom, Lu Anqi was still painfully struggling, like a silkworm chrysalis struggling in death. And his appearance, caused Lu Anqi to be shocked. She thought that she would never be able to see him again in her entire life.

"Is it really you, Venn? Am I dreaming? "

"Do you often dream of me?" Ji Weiyang coldly curled his lips.

Lu Anqi looked at him with a pitiful gaze as tears welled up in her eyes, "Weiyang, can you please let me go out? I don't want to stay here any longer. I'm really scared. "

Ji Weiyang paced around her bedside, looking down at her with a condescending gaze. His gaze was bone-chilling cold, "Being locked up in here, how can you cause trouble? If I let you out, the world would be in chaos."

"What, what did you say? I don't understand at all. " Lu Anqi's gaze flickered slightly as he avoided them.

"You don't understand?" Ji Weiyang stared at her with his sharp eyes, not letting go of even the slightest of her subtle changes in his emotions. Do you need me to remind you? Lin Shaosheng's recording. "

"What does that have to do with me!" Lu Anqi roared, her emotional reaction was too intense, causing everyone to be suspicious.

Ji Weiyang did not press on, he just stood there quietly, staring at her with his ice cold eyes, and his existence, was actually an invisible pressure.

Lu Anqi laid on the sickbed nervously, she did not even dare to breathe loudly. After a long moment of silence, Ji Weiyang finally opened her mouth once again, "Originally, I came here today to let you out, but you refused to tell me the truth. Since that's the case, then just stay here for the rest of your life."