Lan Chuan seemed to have expected her answer, and there was not much surprise or disappointment on his face. After a pause, he said again: "Ms. Zhuang, I know that Jing Bi is so arrogant and has said something bad to Miss Zhuang. But she is actually a very simple person and has absolutely no harm to others, so Miss Zhuang--"

"Mr. Lan." Zhuang Yibo could understand what he meant. Before he could finish speaking, he interrupted him, "I had already said these things just now. I couldn't help because I didn't understand them. This has nothing to do with Miss Jing Bi. The person who happened today was her, you, and anyone else. My answer was the same."

After saying that, Zhuang Yibo did not look at him anymore, but just looked down at the fire.

Seeing this, Lan Chuan couldn't say anything more. When he turned around, he found that Shin Wangjin was walking downstairs.

"Brother Jin." Seeing him, Lan Chuan quickly shouted.

When Zhuang Yibo heard the sound, he also walked to the kitchen door and took a look. Seeing that Shen Wangjin had already gone downstairs, he couldn't help but say, "Why did you get up so early today? Don't you sleep for a while?"

Shin Wangjin waved his hand and signaled that he had enough sleep. Then he looked at Lan Chuan again and said, "Why are you here?"

Lan Chuan said: "Something I want to discuss with Brother Jin."

After hearing this, Shen Wangjin looked at him indifferently, "What's the matter? Tell me."

Lan Chuan hesitated for a moment before saying again: "Brother Jin, can you go to the study to talk?"

Seeing his appearance, Shin Wangjin nodded lightly, turned around and went upstairs again.

In the kitchen, Zhuang Yibo pinched the time to guard her soup. Seeing that the time finally came, she turned off the fire and turned around and went upstairs.

Passing by Shen Wangjin's study, Zhuang Yibo did not stop and went straight back to his room.

She had nothing else to do, so she picked up the book and sat by the window and read it.

It was late autumn, the day was short and the night was long. It was only four o'clock when Zhuang Yibo sat down. Before long, the sun was gradually falling, and only the remaining sun was dyed with the sky.

She didn't turn on the light either, and sat by the window, looking at the book in her hand in the light outside the window.

However, until Shen Wangjin pushed the door open, she had only read more than ten pages of the book in her hand.

Zhuang Yibo clearly heard the movement of him entering the door, and also caught a glimpse of his figure from the corner of his eyes, but he just pretended that he didn't notice it and still looked down on his head.

Shin Wangjin walked straight forward, came to her, and lit up the floor lamp behind her.

A little dim light suddenly became bright. Shin Wangjin glanced at the words on her page, then smiled and said, "Have you started reading a new book again?"

Zhuang Yibo slightly closed the pages of the book, looking as if he was guarding him.

The more she did this, the more Shen Wangjin came forward. Zhuang Yibo seemed a little impatient, closed the pages with a "splash" and got up and walked away.

The movement of her getting up hit Shin Wangjin's shoulder. Shin Wangjin groaned and suddenly took a step back slightly.

Zhuang Yibo changed his face instantly and quickly reached out to pull him, "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"

Shen Wangjin only responded softly, and she reached out to support her, and then lay down on her bed.

Zhuang Yibo was so anxious that he wanted to see where his chest was injured. The moment he unbuttoned his shirt, he suddenly realized something and looked up at him.

There was no pain on Shin Wangjin's face, but instead he looked at her quietly with a leisurely attitude.
Chapter completed!