"What are you doing?"

"It's so late, of course I'm going to bed."

Zhou Qichuan threw away the bath towel in his hand and got on the bed.

Song Zhiyuan quickly turned away his head and said, "If you don't want to sleep in the guest room, then I will."

With that said, she lifted the quilt to get out of bed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she sat up, a strong arm wrapped around her waist.

"Zhou Qichuan!"

Song Zhiyuan instantly became angry.

"Yeah." Zhou Qichuan felt relaxed and used the remote control to turn off the floor lamp, "Don't make trouble, go to sleep."

Song Zhiyuan struggled, "Don't touch me, dirty!"

"What's dirty?" Zhou Qichuan asked, his hoarse voice extremely calm.

Song Zhiyuan turned his head, and under the pale silvery moonlight, a pair of angry eyes stared straight at him, and sneered, "What's wrong with you, don't you know?"

"I've washed it." Zhou Qichuan's dark and bright pupils looked back at him, and he answered innocently.

Song Zhiyuan was angered by him, "Don't tell me, you don't suspect anything about yesterday's motorcycle attack and tonight's suicide?"

Zhou Qichuan frowned, "What do you suspect?"

"Ha!" This time, Song Zhiyuan laughed angrily at her.

No, I'm crying in anger.

"Go to sleep." Zhou Qichuan hugged the person and lay down directly.

"Don't touch me!" Song Zhiyuan struggled again, twisting and turning in his arms.

Zhou Qichuan's arms were like steel bars, holding on to the person with no intention of letting go. He looked at the person in his arms with dark eyes and warned in a mute voice, "If you twist again, do you want to invite me to do something else?"

"

Feeling the changes in the man's body, Song Zhiyuan instantly became honest.

After thinking for a while, she said, "I'm hot, please let go of me."

"Ha--" In the darkness, the man smiled seductively, "When I let go, can you kick me out of bed?"

Song Zhiyuan, "..."

Zhou Qichuan rubbed his chin on the top of her hair, "Don't think about it, just go to sleep."

Song Zhiyuan, "..."

…

That night, Song Zhiyuan slept peacefully. When he woke up in the morning, there was no one around him.

When we went downstairs to have breakfast, the housekeeper said that Zhou Qichuan had gone out at around seven o'clock in the morning.

Song Zhiyuan didn't ask where he went.

After breakfast, she put on beautiful makeup, picked out a T-shirt, denim shorts, and a pair of sneakers, and went directly to the hospital to see Xu Nianhe.

Didn't Xu Nianhe want to ruin her face and her job? Then she had to let her see that she was doing very well now.

If a person does too many bad things, his faults will always be exposed.

Therefore, what she has to do now is to stimulate Xu Nianhe and wait for her to reveal herself.

"Miss Xu, I see why your complexion is much worse than yesterday?"

Song Zhiyuan originally thought that Zhou Qichuan had come to the hospital early in the morning to accompany Xu Nianhe, but she did not expect that when she was approaching the door of Xu Nianhe's ward, she heard Zhou Jingyu's voice coming from inside.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Xu Nianhe's voice was angry and angry.

"Of course it does matter, because it hurts my heart when I see it."

Song Zhiyuan outside the door, "..."

"Miss Xu, you don't know that Zhou Qichuan has been married a long time ago, and his wife is Song Zhiyuan who caused you to be injured."

"so what?"

"Zhou Qichuan truly loves Song Zhiyuan. You don't know that in order to keep Song Zhiyuan's position as the HR manager of the Zhou family, Zhou Qichuan directly threatened my father with the cooperation with your Xu family."

"What?!" Xu Nianhe suddenly exclaimed.

Song Zhiyuan listened outside the door and was also surprised.

"So, I think Miss Xu's deep affection for Zhou Qichuan is like feeding the dog."

"Even if it is, does it have anything to do with you?"

"Miss Xu, don't be angry, I'm here to help you."

Song Zhiyuan reacted, strode over immediately, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Seeing Song Zhiyuan suddenly appearing, he guessed that she might have overheard what he and Xu Nianhe said, so Zhou Jingyu didn't panic at all.

The fight between him and Zhou Qichuan had already happened in the past, not to mention that Song Zhiyuan was one of the sacrificed chess pieces.

Of course he didn't take it seriously.

Xu Nianhe's face couldn't help but darken when he saw that Song Zhiyuan was dressed as innocently as if he was a freshly graduated high school student, and that he was smiling brightly and could make water flow even if he pinched her.
Chapter completed!