Doomsday: Don't bother me with salted fish

Meng Zhuoyi dressed up specially, her hair was rolled up, revealing her white and slender neck, her neckline was slightly open, revealing her delicate collarbone, her lips were painted with a lipstick she found somewhere, and she looked very good.

The belt of the windbreaker is very tight, which sets off the waist that is full of grip.

Meng Zhuoyi looked up at Zhou You'an: "I heard that you were injured, are you feeling better now? I was supposed to come to see you two days ago, but I'm afraid it will affect your rest."

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine." Zhou Youan said, "Also, I'm sorry that there is no news about Gao Kun. Has he troubled you recently?"

"No, I haven't seen him. Thank you for helping me. If it weren't for you, I might not be able to live. Thank you very much."

"You don't have to be polite. You can live with peace of mind in the future. Don't lose the vigilance you should have. After all, Gao Kun just hid and didn't die."

Meng Zhuoyi nodded, staring fixedly at Zhou You'an: "If I am in danger, can I still come to you?"

"You can find any of us."

"Can't I find you?" Meng Zhuoyi asked.

Zhou You'an was silent for a while, then said in a serious tone: "You can take it as me being passionate, Meng Zhuoyi, I don't like you, I have someone I like."

He was not stupid, so he naturally understood what it meant for Meng Zhuoyi to come to him again and again.

But he didn't want Meng Zhuoyi to be misunderstood, let alone Jian Yue, so he had to speak clearly, even if it was a bit hurtful.

Meng Zhuoyi's expression changed: "Do you think I'm not clean? I don't want to be like this, neither do I!..."

Meng Zhuoyi suddenly became hysterical, feeling a little out of control.

"Meng Zhuoyi, calm down, that's not what I meant!" Zhou Youan raised his voice.

"No, that's what you mean! You think I'm dirty, look down on me, all of you are laughing at me, don't think I don't know!"

Agitated, Meng Zhuoyi's voice was very loud, startling everyone not far away.

Jian Yue was surprised: "What's the matter?"

She didn't think Zhou Youan was someone who would insult women.

"I'll go and have a look."

Tan Qian said that after all, she was fairly familiar with Meng Zhuoyi, and she could guess a thing or two about Meng Zhuoyi's thoughts.

It may be that the confession was rejected, couldn't bear it, and broke down.

"Go."

Jian Yue doesn't like to meddle in other things, especially things that seem to be about the relationship between a man and a woman.

Tan Zhewen hesitated for a while, and planned to go, but Xu Suya grabbed his wrist as soon as he took a step.

"What are you going to do?" Xu Suya said in a low voice.

From the perspective of her past, the woman was obviously entangled with Zhou You'an, and there was no guarantee that she would not be able to divert the target if she hooked up with her. After all, her son was not very smart and soft-hearted, so it was fine for Tan Qian to watch.

"I'm afraid she will go crazy and bully my sister." Tan Zhewen explained.

Xu Suya laughed: "Your sister is better than you now, so worry about yourself."

Before, because of Tan Qian's young age, she was very worried, but after knowing Tan Qian's ability, she felt much more at ease.

Tan Zhewen curled his lips and looked not far away.

Meng Zhuoyi had changed from weeping softly to howling loudly, squatting on the ground crying heartbreakingly.

Zhou Youan stood there at a loss, he just wanted to refuse, but Meng Zhuoyi had such a big reaction. Seeing Tan Qian was like seeing a savior, and said in a low voice, "Good sister, help me quickly."

Tan Qian gave Zhou Youan an angry look, which actually made people cry. With such a straight temper, how can she chase after Sister Yue?