Chapter 62 Secret
Called a taxi to the hotel booked in advance.

The two factory managers each lived in a single room, and the rest had double rooms.

Yang Liu and Lin Zhiyu naturally live together, Zhong Zhipeng and Liu Haiyang live together, and Liu Wenying and Li Juan can only live together.

Zhong Zhipeng pulled Liu Wenying. Although Liu Wenying was a little puzzled, she also slowed down.

Just listen to Zhong Zhipeng's instructions in a low voice: "Then Li Juan thinks highly of herself and has a bad personality, so don't be afraid of her. If she instigates you to do things, ignore her. If she bullies you, come and tell me, and I will vent your anger on you." !"

Liu Wenying's heart beat faster, she lowered her eyes to look at Zhong Zhipeng's hand holding her sleeve, and nodded in response: "Well, I see, thank you for helping me!"

Zhong Zhipeng chuckled: "We are our own people, of course I will help you and protect you!"

My own?These words made Liu Wenying blush and heartbeat more ambiguous, but before he could speak, Liu Haiyang turned his head and called Zhong Zhipeng, and Zhong Zhipeng ran over immediately with a smile on his face.

"What are you doing, you fell in love with her?" As soon as he walked over, Liu Haiyang hooked his neck, and looked back at Liu Wenying, but didn't find anything special about her.

"Go, go, don't talk nonsense! I just treat her like a younger sister. If you talk nonsense, people should ignore me." Zhong Zhipeng stretched out his hand to push Liu Haiyang, and the two entered the room laughing and closed the door.

There are two single beds in the room. Liu Haiyang threw his backpack on the bed carelessly, and the whole person also jumped on it, and lamented: "It's really hard to die by train, you hurry to wash it, I'll squint for a while wash."

Zhong Zhipeng looked at the room while packing his things. It was his first time staying in a hotel, so he couldn't help being curious.

After he came out of the shower, Liu Haiyang sat up and said seriously to Zhong Zhipeng, "I'm telling you, I want to go to the sales department, but my aunt strongly disagrees, so buddy needs your help!"

The weather was quite hot, and Zhong Zhipeng, who was sweating again just after taking a shower, sat casually on the edge of the bed and asked, "Tell me, as long as I can do something, there will be no second thoughts."

"I knew you could be relied upon."

Yang Liu put the bag away, took her clothes and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

The bathroom with mosaic tiles is quite clean. After turning on the shower, Yang Liu hasn't had such a pleasant bath for a long time.

After washing, she came out wiping her hair with the towel she brought, and asked Lin Zhiyu to take a bath, fearing that he would not need to take a shower, so she went in and demonstrated it to him.

Seeing her tirelessly explaining, Lin Zhiyu was both moved and helpless: "I'm not a child, I'll be fine if you explain it once, if you're really worried, stay and help me wash it!"

"Tch, that's a good idea." Yang Liu glared at him, turned around and left, leaving Lin Zhiyu laughing.

While Lin Zhiyu was taking a bath, she quickly entered the space, looked at the exhibition hall, and sighed when she saw these things. If she wanted to take them out and use them, she would definitely not be able to hide them from Lin Zhiyu.

The room at the end of the corridor was Lin Zhiyu's office. Yang Liu hadn't entered it yet, so she opened the door and walked in as soon as she thought about it.

The simple office is well-organized. Behind the desk is a large bookcase, which is actually full of books.

Calligraphy and paintings are hung on the wall, and a large solid wood coffee table is placed by the window. On the coffee table, there is a whole set of tea sets and incense burners; the cabinet next to it is full of various famous teas, and the other cabinet is filled with agarwood!

The entire studio is luxurious, bright, and exquisite, with a strong sense of fashion and beauty, but she did not expect Lin Zhiyu's room to be so quaint, probably this is his last insistence, this square inch truly belongs to him.

Fearing that Lin Zhiyu would not see him when he came out of the shower, Yang Liu retreated first, sat on a chair and stared at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window in a daze.

It suddenly occurred to her that this studio was not hers alone, and Lin Zhiyu paid the price of her life for her rebirth.

After Lin Zhiyu came out of the shower, Yang Liu handed over Liu Wenying to Zhong Zhipeng and went to have dinner with Lin Zhiyu alone, enjoying the world of two.

In a specialty restaurant in Guangzhou, Yang Liu ordered special dishes calmly and familiarly. After the waiter left, she met Lin Zhiyu's puzzled eyes.

"Are you wondering why I know so much?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Liu directly expressed his thoughts, so he nodded, "I felt that you were a little strange along the way. You are not curious about many things, but you are too familiar with many things you have never seen before."

Yang Liu lowered her head to cover her complicated emotions, and raised her head after a while: "I'll tell you a secret when I go back tonight, but let's enjoy this dinner for now."

As soon as the words came out, she decided to tell Lin Zhiyu the secret, but she didn't know how Lin Zhiyu would react?
Lin Zhiyu nodded, did not ask any more questions, but enjoyed dinner comfortably.

Yang Liu didn't hide anymore, and started to talk about a lot of local customs. Lin Zhiyu listened with great interest, and felt that what Liang Lanchao said was more vivid and interesting.

In the evening, Yang Liu declined everyone's travel invitations, and only said that he would go to bed early.

After closing the door, Yang Liu looked at Lin Zhiyu seriously, and said, "I have a big secret, I shouldn't tell anyone, but I want to tell you, are you afraid!"

Lin Zhiyu reached out to hold her hand, a little worried: "Is it dangerous to you?"

Seeing Yang Liu shaking his head, Lin Zhiyu heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "You are not afraid, what am I afraid of? Besides, there is something between us husband and wife that we cannot speak out. Even if it is a dangerous matter, we should bear it together."

Yang Liu smiled and said, "I'll try to see if I can take you in. If I can't, I'll have to bring your book out to you."

Just when Lin Zhiyu was in the fog, Yang Liu led him into a bright and beautiful hall.

The floor-to-ceiling glass is spotless, the floor is bright tiles, and the leather sofa is matched with a black glass coffee table.

Against the wall on the left is a row of cabinets, which contain various bags and accessories, while on the right there is a row of racks with exquisite clothing; and several models are wearing luxurious and beautiful evening gowns.

All this is like a dream.

Lin Zhiyu was so frightened that he took a long time to let out a sigh of relief, looked at Yang Liu beside him, his breath was a little unsteady: "What does this mean? Where is this? How did we get here?"

Yang Liu pulled Lin Zhiyu to the sofa and sat down. Lin Zhiyu even pressed the sofa with his hands. He didn't expect the leather sofa to be so soft. The temperature in this room is very suitable, and the whole person cools down.

"There are some things I can't explain, but I'll tell you all I know, and I just hope you'll believe what I'm saying!"

Lin Zhiyu didn't speak, and quietly listened to Yang Liu's brief talk about their life, their death and Yang Liu's rebirth.

After she finished speaking, Lin Zhiyu lowered his head deeply and fell into deep thought. After a long time, he raised his head to look at the phoenix-patterned embroidered dress in the middle and Yang Liu, his eyes filled with disbelief: "That is to say, for you This skirt gave up her own life, and I lost my life for you? Are we going to die here?"

(End of this chapter)

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