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Chapter 1289 Powerless

Qianxing felt as if she had been waiting for a century.

The more she waited, the more uneasy she became. Even though it was a public place, she was still afraid that something might happen. Thinking about how Mu Qian could gain more connections, she couldn't help but want to call Mu Qian and ask her to find a way to bring her into the store. When Zhuang Yibo's

The figure finally appeared at the door of the store.

Qianxing looked at her alone, wearing Shen Wangjin's coat. When she walked out of the door in despair, her whole body froze with fear. She then pushed the door and got out of the car, rushing straight to Zhuang Yibo, "Yibo, you

What’s wrong? Where is Shen Wangjin?”

Zhuang Yibo couldn't focus his eyes for a long time. Qianxing became anxious and suddenly pulled away the clothes she was wearing, revealing her torn and damaged shoulder corners.

Qianxing's eyes turned red instantly, and she gritted her teeth and was about to rush into the store to find Shen Wangjin, but Zhuang Yibo suddenly came to her senses and caught her.

Qianxing turned around, held Zhuang Yibo's arm and said, "He bullied you, right? Let's go to the police, and I'll accompany you to the police station -"

Zhuang Yibo looked at her stiffly for a moment, then slowly shook his head.

"Epo!"

"Let's go back." Zhuang Yibo said in a low voice, "Qianxing, let's go back."

Qianxing was still unwilling to give in. She turned around and looked at the store again, but her worries about Zhuang Yibo always prevailed. In the end, she turned around and led Zhuang Yibo to the car parked on the roadside.

Just before getting in the car, Qianxing bent down and took out his coat from the car, then took off Zhuang Yibo's coat, put his own coat on her, and then casually threw Shen Wangjin's coat into the trash can nearby.

, then he pulled Zhuang Yibo into the car.

On the third floor of the building next to him, by the window, Shen Wangjin stood there quietly, watching Zhuang Yibo get into the car with a calm expression, and then watched the car drive away slowly, and then he slowly closed the door.

Eyes, took a step back.

Behind him, assistant Shen Ruiwen supported him and said, "Mr. Shen..."

Shen Wangjin waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, then slowly retreated to the chair and sat down, closing his eyes to calm down.

Shen Ruiwen looked at his obviously unhappy expression, paused, and finally swallowed back the comforting words on his lips.

What should be said and what should be persuaded has already been said before returning to China, but the result is still like this. If you say more, what's the use?



On the way back, Zhuang Yibo leaned against Qianxing and remained silent all the way.

She didn't speak, and Qianxing couldn't say anything more. He just looked ahead with furrowed brows, thinking about countless battles between heaven and man, but he still couldn't come up with a perfect solution.

The car drove all the way into the Huo's house. Looking at the brightly lit mansion in front of him, Zhuang Yibo finally said slowly: "Qianxing, I plan to move out of the Huo's house."

Qianxing froze suddenly, then turned to look at her, "Why?"

Zhuang Yibo slowly sat up straight and said: "This is someone else's home. It's inconvenient for me to stay like this."

When Qianxing heard this, she couldn't help biting her lip, paused and then said, "Did Shen Wangjin say something to you?"

Zhuang Yibo still just shook his head.

"Yibo!" Qianxing couldn't bear it anymore after all. "No matter what he said to you, you don't have to pay attention! No matter what methods he uses, we can continue to fight him! As long as you say it, we will

We can find a solution together and we will definitely be able to solve it! No matter how good his hands and eyes are, we also have many people we can turn to. There is absolutely no reason why we should lose to him——"

"Qianxing." Zhuang Yibo just interrupted her gently and whispered: "I know you are doing it for my own good, but this matter only concerns me, there is no reason to involve other people..."

"What do you mean?" Qianxing said, "Do you even want to distance yourself from me?"

Zhuang Yibo turned his head, stretched out his hand and hugged her, "You are my best friend, but you are just a student. You have already done everything you can for me. Qianxing, I can be friends with you."

I'm very grateful... but I really don't want to involve more people, whether it's the Huo family, the Rong family, your father... they are all people who have nothing to do with me, and I don't want to make this matter worse.

It’s complicated... let me solve my own affairs, okay?"

"Then tell me, how do you plan to solve it?" Qianxing looked at her and said quietly.

Zhuang Yibo paused and said nothing.

After a long time, Qianxing finally said in a low voice: "You don't want to compromise with him, do you?"

Zhuang Yibo sat stiffly, and after a long time, he gently shook his head.

"What is that?" Qianxing asked stubbornly, "Instead of compromising with him, are you planning to risk your life?"

"Qianxing, don't ask or bother, okay?" Zhuang Yibo looked at her, "Just think of me as begging you -"

The two people just looked at each other quietly, not moving for a long time.

Until someone suddenly knocked on the window outside the car.

Mu Qian reached out and opened the car door for them. She looked at the two people in the car and said, "The car has been parked for so long and you don't get out of the car. What are you talking about?"

Even though Qianxing was heartbroken and angry, she had nowhere to vent at this moment. She sat quietly for a moment, then suddenly passed Mu Qian and got out of the car, and walked straight into the Huo family mansion.

Watching her leave, Zhuang Yibo finally got out of the car slowly, looked at Mu Qian and said, "Mrs. Huo, thank you for taking care of me during this period. Starting tomorrow, it may not be convenient for me to stay here again. Of course.

, if you don’t mind, I will still come to teach Yueyue on time."

When Mu Qian heard this, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly. After a moment, she smiled slightly and said, "Of course, it depends on whether it is convenient for you, Miss Zhuang."

Zhuang Yibo nodded slightly again and said, "Thank you."

Qianxing walked directly back to the guest room where she lived. The feeling of anger and powerlessness filled her whole body. She wanted to call Huo Jinbei to complain, but she remembered that he had to work overtime for surgery today, so in the end she could only

I endured it, sat on the bed holding the pillow, and sorted out the whole thing over and over again.

Not long after, Mu Qian knocked on the door and walked into her room. He leaned against the door and looked at her, "What should I do? Miss Zhuang said she is moving. Do you need me to keep her by force?"

"What if we keep her by force?" Qianxing said, "Free her from one level of imprisonment to another? Will she accept such a 'good intention'?"

"It's not that she doesn't accept it, I'm afraid she just doesn't dare to accept it," Mu Qian said lightly.

Qianxing didn't move, and continued after a while: "I know, on the one hand, she is afraid of implicating other people, including me, including you, on the other hand, she is afraid that Shen Wangjin... will be known by others... I understand

I know what she is thinking and what she is doing, but I am still angry - because from the beginning to the end, she is the only one who restrains her! As long as she is willing to break out of the things that restrain her, everything can be solved, but she

Why just..."

Speaking of this, Qianxing paused again.

Because she knew that if it was so easy to break out of that heavy restraint, it would not be the Zhuang Yibo she knew.

This was an unsolvable paradox. No matter how she sorted it out, she still couldn't figure it out.

When Mu Qian heard this, she seemed to have remembered something, her eyes changed slightly, and after a moment of silence, she said calmly: "Some things do seem simple to onlookers. But, as bystanders, we are powerless.
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