When he woke up again, Wen Liang found himself lying on a strange big bed.

The dark gray sheets that entered the eyes, wrapped in the breath of abstinence, and there was a faint aroma of cologne on the quilt, like a sense of familiarity gushing out from the depths of memory, instantly lingering in the warm and cool whole nose......

She opened her eyes in a daze, and after carefully examining it for a minute or two, her previous memories suddenly flooded out of her blank mind.

The memory returned, and a sense of fear immediately hit Wen Liang's heart, all perceptions returned to her, and there was a heart-piercing pain in her calf.

There was a somewhat unfamiliar male voice outside the door, who was talking eloquently, saying: "Miss Wen is fine, but she is malnourished, she is a little anemic, and her nutrition can't keep up. There is no problem with more conditioning of the body bones, and when the physical condition is stable, make up for the body. The leg injury is not a big deal, and it will be fine after a few days of bed rest. It's just to try to move as little as possible these days. ”

The unfamiliar environment made Wen Liang a little uneasy, listening to what the doctor outside the door said, she quickly lifted the quilt, looked at the gauze wrapped around her calf, and frowned.

Just as she was about to get out of bed, the bedroom door was suddenly gently pushed open from the outside.

Wen Liang instantly froze all his movements at this moment, but looked in the direction of the door with some smuggling.

I saw the direction of the backlight at the door, a long and familiar figure, walking calmly and elegantly, from far to near.

The person who is extremely familiar with it, who else can there be if it is not Qi Ye?

He wore a haute couture handmade Italian suit, and the dark gray fabric made him look more and more calm. He appeared in the doorway with a blank face. The light stretched his figure a little long, and the whole person looked cold and detached. As in Wen Liang's memory, he is noble and elegant, and heroic.

"Didn't you hear the doctor say bed rest?" The man's calm voice sounded above Wen Liang's head, and he couldn't hear any emotion, so that Wen Liang couldn't tell whether this was a concern or not.

She frowned, of course she heard, not only did she hear the doctor tell her to stay in bed, but she also heard the doctor say that she had fainted due to overwork. can live like this, Wen Liang actually admires his ability to survive.

Looking around the whole room that revealed an ascetic atmosphere, no wonder the whole room was full of a familiar smell, it turned out that this was Qi Ye's place.

With the warmth of this consciousness, I was even more determined to get out of bed and leave. Ignoring the wound on her calf that had been crushed by the motorcycle, she stubbornly got up and limped in the direction of the door, passing by the man standing next to the bed, without even giving him a formal look.

However, the hatred in her eyes was gathering intensely from beginning to end, and it did not dissipate for a moment.

The woman's stubborn back finally angered Qi Ye, and before she could get close to the door, she was directly grabbed by the man's wrist.

Wen Liang turned around, a pair of beautiful eyes filled with thick anger, she looked at the man in front of her without squinting, and her voice was stiff: "Let go of me!"

She struggled desperately to shake off the man's hand, but was directly pressed by the man on the door panel behind her......