He stood in the darkness, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and a cold black air lingered between his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

He raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, suppressing some kind of out-of-control and discomfort.

After a few seconds, Li Xichen put down his hand and ran back almost in a blink of an eye, carefully hugging the girl who was almost covered in bruises on the ground into his arms.

When he saw her bloody feet, Li Xichen's breathing suddenly suffocated, and his pale face seemed to feel corroded by pain for a moment.

Jiang Nuan lay on his shoulder, grabbed his sleeve with both hands, cried aggrievedly, and sobbed, "...you don't listen to me..."

Li Xichen held her in his arms and walked into a hotel on the street.

Both of them were soaked and described as being embarrassed. When they heard a guest coming in at the front desk in front of the counter, they asked for their ID card.

Li Xichen glanced at her.

I don’t know what his eyes looked like, the front desk almost immediately trembled and handed over a room card, “Premier’s Suite on the top floor!”

Li Xichen carried Jiang Nuan into the elevator and pressed the top button.

The elevator rose all the way and soon reached the top floor. Li Xichen opened the door with his room card and carried the person directly into the bathroom.

He took off her wet clothes and put the person in hot water.

...

Emperor.

Top floor, President's Office.

Di Heng looked at the woman who came uninvited again and smiled, "Yirou."

Du Yiruo stood in front of the window, still in the posture that seemed to never change, with his hands in his white coat.

Her pair of dark and charming peach blossom eyes looked at the dark night outside the window, with no expression on her face.

I don’t know if I didn’t hear Di Heng’s words behind me or if I was single, I didn’t want to pay attention to them.

Sure enough, I still hold a grudge.

Di Heng smiled with his lips.

This woman is not sad when she sees ghosts, but when she meets that man, she will be able to make people beat her into pieces.

That man was really heartless. Look at how the good girl was tortured.

Di Heng walked to the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of red wine, took two more luminous cups, poured them over, and walked to the window, and handed them to Du Yiruo.

Du Yiruo looked at the wine handed to him, and took it after a while, and put it on his hand and swayed gently.

Di Heng leaned lazily in front of the window, looked at the lights of thousands of houses outside the window, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to hear my advice?"

Du Yiruo's eyes fell on his face and a charming smile appeared, "I heard that An Qiqing came to Tianjing a few days ago?"

"I've caused trouble and have been sent away now," Di Heng generously provided information, "After all, Mrs. Li grew up watching him."

Du Yiruo sneered, "I thought that woman was so resistant to being beaten, and she turned out to be an incompetent person."

This tone of regret that I feel so regretful that I can't stand it, it's really...

"Jiang Xiaonuan is unhappy, her brother is even more unhappy. Her brother is unhappy, you are even more happy. Is that what does that mean?" Di Heng stared at her.

Duiruo curled his lips and smiled, "This is a good idea."

Di Heng, “…”

She drank the wine in her hand, placed the cup on the windowsill, and turned around and walked downward.

Di Heng looked at the swaying ponytail behind her and suddenly asked, his tone was meaningful, "It's so late, where are you going?"

Duijo opened the door, "Go and look at him, so he suddenly died, and there is nothing to play with."

As the words fell, her figure disappeared.

Di Heng's eyes deepened, not knowing that he should sympathize with him...
Chapter completed!