President,you are sick,needs to be cured!

Wen Zhou stood in front of the door and knocked for half a day. After he didn't respond, he put his ear on the door: "Shang Jing?"

There was still no response.

After repeatedly knocking on the door, Wen Zhou was more and more uneasy when he thought of what he had heard before.

She always felt that the movement from Shang Jing's room was not so simple, and it had something to do with the needle she found on the ground.

Blame her

It's strange that she shouldn't relax at all when she first arrived at Han's house, and it's also strange that she imagined it too simple.

If Han Ziyan hadn't lived with her, and if Han Ziyan hadn't told her so much, she probably still didn't know what kind of cruel person she was facing with Shang Jing this time.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhou felt a trace of anger at the bottom of his eyes.

Since Mrs. Han let her and Shang Jing have an uneasy life in the Han family, she came to break Mrs. Han's stability.

At this time, everyone should be asleep.

Wen Zhou threw away the quilt she was wrapped in and ran downstairs. She calmly asked for a servant to find out where old lady Han lived. At the thought of Shang Jing's abnormal chest, it was difficult to calm down her anger.

She stood in front of Mrs. Han's door and began to knock hard.

Dong Dong——

Mrs. Han's sleep has always been very poor. After being disturbed by Wenzhou knocking on the door, she only felt that naoren hurt badly.

Holding her forehead, she got up from the bed and opened the door. When she saw Wen Zhou knocking at the door, she held her temper: "Miss Wen, what are you doing in my room so late?"

Wen Zhou stared at Mrs. Han's face and smiled coldly: "nothing, just can't sleep, so come and knock on the door."

Mrs. Han: "

Then, without waiting for any reaction from the other party, Wen Zhou closed the door.

Old Mrs. Han showed anger on her face. She thought that Wen Zhouzhou had left, so she went back to bed and was ready to sleep. Just after lying down for a few minutes, the knock on the door sounded again.

The noise here also woke up the people who were sleeping.

Han Ziyun came out of the room and saw Wen Zhou, who had been guarding in front of Shang Jing's door, suddenly appeared in front of Mrs. Han's door. When she was still knocking, she said, "Miss Wen, what are you doing in front of my grandmother's door?"

It's so late. I don't know if it will make everyone rest?

Wen Zhou was too lazy to care about Han Ziyun's words. She bypassed Han Ziyun and left directly.

At this time, old lady Han opened the door.

Han Ziyun walked over and noticed the action of old lady Han holding her forehead. She immediately knew that Wen Zhouzhou had made old mistakes in old man Han's popularity.

She immediately went over and helped old lady Han: "grandma, how are you?"

Old lady Han waved her hand: "it's all right."

Just a headache.

Wen Zhou tossed back and forth so much that she couldn't rest at all.

Han Ziyun helped Mrs. Han in, pressed several acupoints on Mrs. Han's forehead and said, "Wen Zhouzhou doesn't know what crazy he is. He's fooling around in the middle of the night."

Old Mrs. Han closed her eyes and the rubbed place on her forehead was immediately relieved. Recalling Wen Zhouzhou's angry eyes and her childish behavior of retaliating against the Han family, she smiled: "she's not crazy, she's just venting."

After Han Ziyun left the room, half an hour later, the knock on the door sounded again.

Old lady Han has an impulse to strangle Wen Zhou!

After all this, Wen Zhouzhou was also a little tired. She went back to Shang Jing's room and stood up. She wrapped her thin body with a quilt again. When she noticed that the sky was white, she couldn't support herself to sleep anymore.

Just as she was asleep, the door opened a crack.

Old lady Han injected him with that kind of thing in the hope of controlling him in this way, and he accepted it without resistance, also because this is the heavily guarded Han family.

Shang Jing knew that his resistance was in vain.

He was so good that it was easy to deal with the people who appeared in his room that night to inject drugs, but he didn't.

Because he knows that he can't fight so many bodyguards of the Han family alone.

Besides, Zhou Zhou is still there.

Zhou Zhou is his fatal weakness.

Old lady Han pinched Zhou Zhou, which is equivalent to pinching his life.

Shang Jing squatted down behind the door and looked at Wen Zhou who was already asleep through the weak light. A soft color appeared in her cold eyes.

Wait.

Chunyuming and ye Chudu need some time to get everything ready.

What he wants to do with Zhou Zhou is to stay at Han's house.

Thinking of Wen Zhouzhou's childish behavior in retaliation for old lady Han, his light lips raised a very shallow smile. Then, he noticed that Wen Zhouzhou's body leaning against the wall was falling towards the door.

He quickly held her tender cheek and prevented her from falling to the ground.

The palm of her hand is full of her smooth, tender and greasy skin.

Just as Shang Jing was about to straighten her body bit by bit, Wen Zhou suddenly grabbed the palm of his hand holding her cheek.

She rubbed her cheek against his palm and muttered, "I will accompany you and won't let anyone bully you."

She will do her best to protect Shang Jing.

Shang Jing's body was stiff: "

Her words, like a warm current, poured into his cold body and the position of his heart.

He will also accompany Zhou Zhou and won't let anyone bully Zhou Zhou.

As for what he is facing at present, he and Zhou Zhou are only in a passive position for the time being.

After the matter of old lady Han was completely solved, he took Zhou Zhou back to Mucheng and prepared an unprecedented wedding for her.

Wen Zhouzhou felt the cold touch on her cheeks, and the tip of her nose smelled the taste of reassurance and greed. Her mouth raised a satisfied smile, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and raised her hand to touch the back of Shang Jing's hand.

Shang Jing's eyes are more and more soft and affectionate.

early morning.

Wen Zhou's ears moved. She raised her hand and rubbed her eyes. Then she heard something coming from the room.

It must be Shang Jing waking up.

Bursts of cool wind blew through the corridor and blew her waist long hair on her cheeks. Leng Dewen subconsciously wrapped the quilt around her.

Then she felt as if her nose had been blocked.

I should have stayed outside Shangjing all night and caught a cold.

She patted some drowsy head, dispelled the sleepiness in her mind, and then wrapped her quilt and hurried back to the room. Sure enough, she saw Han Ziyan lying on the bed and sleeping with her head covered.

Wen Zhou rushed into the bathroom and washed in a hurry.

Han Ziyan heard the movement in the room, lazily got up from the bed, opened one eye, looked at Wen Zhou who was walking outside the door, and gave a thumbs up: "Miss Wen, you were very powerful last night."

It made the Han family restless.

In the face of her praise, Wen Zhou suddenly felt guilty: "... Sorry."