In the dark night, she cried, and the crystal tears gushed out like spring water, until the middle of the night, when she was tired of crying, she fell asleep.

Yue Lan Bar, the lights are bright.

An extremely handsome man sat alone, his slender fingers holding up the wine glass, and pouring it cup by cup.

"Look at it, it's not He Zefeng, what's wrong with him, why is he drinking so much alone."

"Why don't we go over and have a look?"

In the capital, how many people are secretly in love with He Zefeng, but these women are interested in his status and money.

He Zefeng's heart was extremely irritable, and his mind was full of Shen Wanbai's crying and reluctant appearance, and his heart tightened.

"Mr. He, what a coincidence, are you also alone, why don't we get together."

The woman beside He Zefeng seductively stroked her long wavy curly hair, as if it was intentional*.

But in He Zefeng's eyes, the women he was not interested in were like a disgusting bedbug.

"Fuck off." His voice was impatient.

The woman was taken aback at first, but apparently she didn't want to let go of such a good opportunity.

"Mr. He, don't be so fierce, I just want to make a friend with you, and besides, it's so boring for you to drink alone."

Seeing that He Zefeng was not talking, the woman began to grow bolder, and her body gradually leaned over.

However, at this time, what she didn't see was that He Zefeng's eyes were full of disgust.

He suddenly got up, and the woman threw herself into the air and almost fell.

"Mr. He, what are you?" Women are aggrieved and lovable.

He Zefeng stared at her with lowered eyes, his eyes cold.

"You're far inferior to her ......"

The woman looked at He Zefeng's back as she walked away, and saw that the fat she was about to get was gone, and she was very unwilling.

At the same time, she was also wondering, who was the "she" in He Zefeng's mouth?

The light on the second floor of the villa was still on, and He Zefeng stood in the courtyard, staring fixedly, as if he was looking at something through the light.

It was one o'clock in the morning.

He had been drinking a lot of alcohol at the bar just now, but his mind was still clear.

The warm yellow light shone on Shen Wanbai's delicate face, and her sleeping face was very quiet, maybe only when she fell asleep could she be freed from the pain.

At this moment, only a "click" was heard, and the door was gently opened.

Immediately afterwards, He Zefeng's long body appeared, and he slowly approached the bed, stood in place, and looked at it for a long time.

Shen Wanbai, you are really a stubborn woman.

"Don't, please let me go......"

The sleeping man frowned uneasily, as if he had a nightmare, and muttered.

He Zefeng's eyes flashed with distress, and he bent down to fold the quilt for her.

The next day, Shen Wanbai had a terrible headache and had no strength at all.

"Young master, it's not good, Miss Shen is sick!"

The maid looked panicked, when she went to deliver lunch just now, she found that Shen Wanbai's face was abnormal, and she reached out and touched it, almost scaring her half to death.

Hearing this, He Zefeng immediately rushed upstairs, his eyes flashing with melancholy.

"Call the doctor now!"

Shen Wanbai's disease, the originally thin body has lost weight again.

Song Meiyi heard from the eyeliner that Shen Wanbai was sick, and she was very gloating in her heart.

So she took the excuse of visiting Shen Wanbai to see He Zefeng.

She took the prepared tonic from the car and walked into the villa unhurriedly.

"Miss Song, I'm really sorry, the young master has explained, when he is away, no one is allowed to disturb Miss Shen's recuperation."

As soon as Song Meiyi heard Shen Wanbai's name, her good mood disappeared all of a sudden.

Why did Ze Feng defend her like an enemy!

"Housekeeper, then I should go upstairs to see Shen Wanbai, isn't it just right for me to take care of her when Zefeng is not there!"

The housekeeper was very embarrassed: "Miss Song, you better go back, I can't be the master!" ”

Under the stalemate between the two, Shen Wanbai's voice came from upstairs.

"What are you doing again! ＂

Upstairs, Shen Wanbai walked down the stairs slowly.

Seeing this, the housekeeper immediately ran up to support her: "Your body is just right, why did you come down!" ”

Shen Wanbai shook his head lightly: "I heard someone shouting below, so come down and take a look." ”

This move fell on Song Meiyi's eyes, and she was immediately unhappy, making her look like an outsider.

"Shen Wanbai, your methods are really getting more and more clever, do you think that if you pretend to be weak, Ze Feng will sympathize with you? No kidding, he won't like you!"

Shen Wanbai sneered in her heart, she was not rare!

"Song Meiyi, it was Mr. He who took the initiative to keep me, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can go to him yourself, what's the use of yelling at me?"

"You're brazen!"

Song Meiyi raised her hand to hit Shen Wanbai as she spoke, but was stopped by the housekeeper.

"Miss Song, please calm down."

"Calm down? You're a lackey of this woman now, and I'm the mistress here!" ”

Shen Wanbai's chest was very tight, and after standing for so long, his body was still a little unbearable, so he covered his mouth and coughed.

Song Meiyi saw her pitiful appearance, and said sarcastically: "What are you pretending, Zefeng is not here!" ”

Suddenly, there was a sudden flash of viciousness in her eyes.

If you want to pretend to be it, then go ahead and pretend!

So, she stretched out her hand and pushed forward heavily, and Shen Wanbai's body lost its center of gravity and fell directly to the ground.

At this moment, He Zefeng came back, and the moment he saw Shen Wanbai falling, he was full of anger, even more terrifying than a demon.

"Wanbai!"

Hearing the voice, Song Meiyi turned her head sharply and met He Zefeng's cannibalistic eyes unexpectedly.

Fortunately, Shen Wanbai's fall was not serious, and with the help of the housekeeper, he slowly stood up.

However, she coughed worse than she had just done, and her eyes were full of mist.

He Zefeng glared at Song Meiyi angrily: "Didn't I say that you are not allowed to step into here for half a step in the future, you are challenging my limits?" ”

Song Meiyi was nervous, panicked and shook her head repeatedly.

"Zefeng, it's not what you see, it's all Shen Wanbai who provoked her first, and I just touched her lightly, and I don't know why she fell."

What she meant was saying that Shen Wanbai was pretending, and she deliberately pretended to show He Zefeng.

But He Zefeng didn't believe Song Meiyi's words at all, so he lowered his eyes and stared at the pale person.

"Are you alright?"

Song Meiyi stared in disbelief, she said that she didn't push it, why didn't Ze Feng react at all, and she still had to care about Shen Wanbai's slut!

Shen Wanbai coughed so much that he couldn't speak at all, and the housekeeper hurriedly went to pour a glass of water.

"Miss Shen, let's drink some water first."

He Zefeng took the cup from the butler's hand and handed it to Shen Wanbai.

"Drink."