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Chapter 247 I Will Pay What She Owes (2)
"Doctor Qin, let me take you back to Shanghai."

Qin Xiyuan in the passenger seat acted as if she had never heard of it, and muttered to herself: "What went wrong?"

Something went wrong?Uncle Jin disagrees.

Qin Xiyuan frowned in a daze, then murmured as if no one else was there: "Did it succeed or did it fail?"

Isn't it the young lady who was hypnotized?No matter how he looked at this man, he seemed to be hypnotized. Uncle Jin didn't ask, but shouted, "Doctor Qin."

Qin Xiyuan smiled, regained her senses, and said, "What she said is what I told her. Except for the last sentence, everything else is verbatim."

Uncle Jin also heard the conversation between the two people in front of him just now, and it sounded seamless.

Think about the last sentence of the young lady: love you well, treat you well.

Uncle Jin asked, "What's the last sentence?"

"Love yourself well, treat yourself well." Qin Xiyuan smiled after answering.

This is the original sentence in the hypnotism, but it has been changed. She has never even heard of such an example, let alone encounter it.Was the hypnosis a success or a failure?The genius psychiatrist is out of ideas.

Uncle Jin smiled, pleased and melancholy: "Perhaps this is the truth that Young Madam has hidden."

Qin Xiyuan shook her head, and took the words: "No, it's Jiang Xiachu's truth."

It turned out that the instructor was right, hypnotism really cannot hypnotize emotions.

So now it is not Jiang Shenxia who loves Zuocheng, but...

Qin Xiyuan took a deep breath, looked at the man and woman strolling in front of her, and shook her head helplessly: These two are clearly in love.

It turns out that the fate has not reached the depth, but the love has been overloaded, so it has reached such a situation.

Hey, this misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is really endless, it's like someone is entangled with someone in circles.

Eh!
Uncle Jin and Qin Xiyuan each sighed deeply, feeling the same way.

When we arrived at the hotel, the lights were already on, and the neon lights of the city shrouded in rain and fog were shining brightly. The night in the south of the Yangtze River was unique.

A black Haojue parked at the entrance of the Left Wing Hotel, and two rows of men in suits stood at the entrance, waiting in full force, bowing down respectfully.

The woman who came out of the car buried her head in Zuo Cheng's arms, frowned, and tugged at the hem of his clothes, obviously not used to such battles.

"gentlemen."

As soon as they stepped on the threshold, the men in the two rows bowed at ninety degrees and saluted. The woman was startled when the neat voice came out, and she quickly shrank into Zuo Cheng's arms.

Zuo Cheng walked casually, embraced the woman, and said lazily: "Are you all busy?"

After saying a word, the entire hotel lobby froze for a few seconds, and then the neatly arranged men dispersed in a rush, pretending to be doing what they should do.

Zuo Cheng narrowed his eyes, and led the woman into the elevator.The huge hotel didn't have a single guest, so it was obviously cleared.

Unexpectedly, someone who shouldn't appear appeared, and that person leaned lazily at the door, approaching slowly, with a pair of sparkling peach blossom eyes that were so seductive.

Zuo Cheng paused, followed by everyone in the hall, their eyes lit up, their hearts raised, Manager Zhang in the lobby wiped his sweat silently.

"You go up and wait for me first."

The woman in her arms frowned and raised her head, Zuo Cheng kissed her forehead, and glanced at Zuo Yu who was waiting at the side, Zuo Yu understood and immediately stepped forward.

The corner of the woman's mouth twitched, she seemed a little unhappy, but she didn't ask anything.

"Hey, I have something to do." Zuo Cheng had no choice but to kiss her lips, coaxing her.

The woman nodded, a little silently, lowered her eyes, and followed Zuo Yu into the elevator on the other side.

When Ye Zaixi walked through the crowd and approached, he only saw the corner of the woman's clothes in the elevator, and there was no one else there.

Humph, it's so fast!Ye Zaixi faced Shang Zuocheng, with a half-smile: "What? You are guilty of being a thief, you hid so quickly."

Ye Zaixi took a few steps closer to the elevator without giving up, and two men immediately blocked her.

Damn, in a society ruled by law in the 21st century, should the Zuo family be so rampant.

"Zuocheng, what do you mean?"

What's the meaning?It's not obvious, the Zuo family doesn't like giving people convenience.

Zuo Cheng raised his eyes lazily, looked over Ye Zaixi at Manager Zhang who was secretly wiping his sweat: "Forgot what I said?"

With the slow and lukewarm words, Manager Zhang in the lobby shuddered several times: Do you want to be so scary.

The superiors have explained that this master is a first-class nobleman and must not be offended. Manager Zhang really wished to offer him up as a bodhisattva.

After wiping off his sweat again, Manager Zhang teased and replied, "Mr. Ye is not a guest staying at the hotel." The big beads of sweat fell off faster than wiping off, and Manager Zhang trembled, "He is the spokesperson for the hotel's new season."

Zuo Cheng pursed his lips, his handsome side face was cold and cold, this man was not angry but mighty.

Ye Zaixi hugged her chest, cynical: "This is called the narrow road of Yuanjia, and suddenly I feel that there is a saying that makes sense." After a pause, a tantalizing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his voice was sinister, "I walked too much at night, Will hit a ghost."

It seems that someone forgot that Zuocheng bumped into someone.

Obviously, this spokesperson is here to find fault.

Immediately, the "not very busy" hall staff raised their ears one by one, looking at this scene that could not be seen for the time being.

Over there, Zuocheng is simmering slowly, calmly and elegantly.

"That's right." Zuo Cheng raised his pure black pupils and fell on Ye Zaixi, "A lingering ghost."

Ghost!Ghost!Everyone agreed.

The corner of Uncle Jin's mouth twitched: My young master, Zuo's style.

Ye Zaixi's throat was blocked, and she was angry, her eyes turned cold: "I'm afraid some people have ghosts in their hearts."

Ghost!Ghost!Manager Zhang nodded secretly while continuing to wipe his sweat.

Zuo Cheng was careless, his eyes were closed with a lazy light, like a cat at night: "If you just show your tongue, I won't accompany you."

Ye Zaixi pursed her lips, and smiled very peacefully: "Of course it's not just about showing off." She curled her lips and raised her brows, "Don't you know that I want to beat you up, it makes my hands itch."

The people at the base of the wall softened their feet and almost jumped on them. They couldn't help but glance at the person who said this, feeling novel.

This is definitely the first person who dared to openly express that he wanted to beat up Zuo Cheng, and he looked like he was not afraid of death.

Looking at Zuo Cheng again, his face was expressionless, a face that turned men and women upside down, so cold that people dare not look at it more.

"Let me meet her." Ye Zaixi went straight in, her half-curved eyes were like blades.

If he didn't see her, Ye Zaixi felt that he would definitely suffer from insomnia tonight. Maybe he wouldn't think about food and drink afterwards. It's possible that he would be thinner than a yellow flower. That damned woman always has the ability to make him worry about it.

Naturally, he would not be so stupid as to tell Zuo Cheng the above words.

(End of this chapter)