Early Saturday morning, Cong Rong really woke up in Xiao Zhengyun's bedroom. When she opened her eyes, she looked around and found that the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, which had been transparent last night, had turned black this morning, as if she had covered an entire glass room with a layer of black gauze. The whole apartment was quiet, there was no figure of Xiao Zhengyun, and there was no movement.

Cong Rong looked at the empty apartment, and her heart instantly sank to the bottom. After she sat up from the bed, she secretly glanced under the quilt, and sure enough, she was naked under the quilt, she closed her eyes instantly, and gently snapped her head, and sighed heavily. When she came to her senses, she began to regret what she had done last night.

Five minutes later, she got dressed and walked to the first floor of the apartment, and planned to take her bag and put on her shoes, and then quietly left here, but when she just walked to the last step of the revolving elevator, she met Xiao Zhengyun who had just pushed the door in, holding two takeaway coffees and holding a large brown paper bag in his hand.

"Are you awake? Then come and help me. Xiao Zhengyun said to Cong Rong, who had just woken up and walked downstairs. The man didn't look shy or embarrassed at all by last night's turmoil. His tone was relaxed and comfortable, obviously he just said it casually, but it made Cong Rong feel more cordial.

She watched as Xiao Zhengyun put the brown paper bag she was holding in her arms on the kitchen counter and took out something similar to a milk jug from it. Cong Rong walked in and saw that it was actually pancake mix.

"You're going to make a pancake?" Cong Rong looked at Xiao Zhengyun's kitchen not far away, and said a little uncalmly. Indeed, his kitchen was completely empty, except for the brown paper bag on the countertop at this time, and there was no trace of previous use.

"What, Cong Rong, don't you believe I can make muffins?" Xiao Zhengyun asked Cong Rong with a smile.

"What to do? There wasn't even a pot in the kitchen. Cong Rong showed a somewhat speechless expression.

"Don't worry, Cong Rong, look!" Xiao Zhengyun said, and took out a mini frying pan, a cooking shovel and a box of butter from the brown paper bag.

"Well, I actually bought strawberries and cream, which is good!" Cong Rong leaned over, put her hand into the brown paper bag, picked up the items inside, and then looked at Xiao Zhengyun with satisfaction and said.

Soon, the pancake was ready. Cong Rong looked at the man in front of her with a surprised face, and actually made muffins quickly within 5 minutes, and cut out the cleaned strawberries, and presented them in front of Cong Rong with cream. This skillful appearance doesn't look like he can't cook.

"I really didn't see that you still have this hand." Cong Rong and Xiao Zhengyun returned to the sofa on the second floor. She said as she ate the muffins on her plate.

"I'm actually a good cook, but I haven't cooked in years. When I used to be in Germany, I came here occasionally. Xiao Zhengyun listened to Cong Rong's words, he was a little stunned, he looked at the woman in front of him, and suddenly remembered that his ex-girlfriend Lea Huang who was far away in Germany and her new husband, who was also his best friend in Germany, Jannis Schwartz. Many, many years ago, he had made muffins for them, and now that he thought about it, it felt like a lifetime away.

"So it's because of me now, so you're going to start cooking again?" Cong Rong pretended to be calm and said, but her psychology felt very incredible. When she woke up alone just now, she saw the empty apartment, and immediately made a very negative speculation about the relationship between the two.

Because, in Cong Rong's psychology, she never could believe the fact that Xiao Zhengyun liked her. The son of a piano manufacturing king is still a person with both appearance and interior, this kind of domineering president and Mei Changsu's configuration, how can it be digested by an ordinary and ordinary girl like her. A plot like this, which only appears in TV dramas, always gives her an extremely unreliable feeling.

"Well, yes, when I saw you in my apartment last night, I suddenly felt that it was time for some breath of life." Xiao Zhengyun said to Cong Rong seriously.

"I..." Cong Rong just wanted to continue, but the phone suddenly rang, it was a WeChat call from her aunt Cong Yihan.

"Hey, Cong Rong, where are you now? Are you at home? My aunt has something urgent to tell you now, and this morning, your uncle and I received a call from Tang Song. He said, did you meet him last night and Zhao Hongguo? Cong Yihan's tone on the phone was a little anxious, but she still asked Cong Rong patiently.

"Yes, not only did I run into it, but I also scolded her, so what? Tang Song called you to sue me? Cong Rong deliberately didn't mention that she was now in a man's house, but just answered about last night's incident, and her tone was full of sarcasm.

"Tang Song just called me, saying that Zhao Hongguo suddenly fainted last night and was rushed to the hospital. Cong Rong, I called to tell you that you must go to the hospital to see her today, which is also what grandma meant. She's your real mother after all, and you have to go! After Cong Yihan listened to Cong Rong's words, she wanted to ask where she went last night, whether she spent the night with her married husband, but the words were still swallowed by herself.

"What if I don't go?" Cong Rong tried her best to control her emotions, and she said gloomily.

"If you don't go, then we won't meet in the future, this is also what grandma meant. Measure it yourself! Cong Yihan also began to get angry, and after she finished speaking, she hung up the phone in a fit of anger. This can't be blamed on Cong Yihan's anger, mainly Tang Song, who was on the phone just now, actually exaggerated that he actually saw Cong Rong and a rich second generation who was obviously a married man appear in a club at the same time, and they seemed to be close.

After Cong Yihan listened, she couldn't wait to book a plane ticket to fly to Sydney immediately, she wanted to teach this ignorant niece a lesson, but the fact is that they are now separated by a Pacific Ocean after all, in addition to being anxious, she can only pin her hopes on Zhao Hongguo first. Cong Rong is a junior for others, and a third party intervenes in this kind of thing, Zhao Hongguo will not ignore it, after all, she is Cong Rong's biological mother.

After Cong Rong was forced to hang up the phone by her aunt Cong Yihan, she began to be silent, although she tried her best to control her emotions in front of Xiao Zhengyun, but she felt extremely angry about Tang Song going to her aunt to beat her little report. Xiao Zhengyun, who was sitting on the side, watched the expression on Cong Rong's face turn from sunny to cloudy in an instant, and heard Cong Rong mention Tang Song's name when he called just now, and an ominous premonition suddenly came to his heart.

"Xiao Zhengyun, I'm afraid I'm going to go to the hospital now." Cong Rong stood up violently and said to Xiao Zhengyun.

"I'll drive you along." Xiao Zhengyun said and stood up.

They soon entered the underground garage in the apartment building, and after Xiao Zhengyun started the car, he turned his head to look at Cong Rong, who was sitting silently but frowned, he didn't say anything, just silently came to Cong Rong's side and helped her fasten her seat belt.

Twenty minutes later, their car was parked in a private hospital in Camperdown, not far from central Sydney. After getting out of the car, both of them looked preoccupied and walked to the ward area together. But what they didn't know was that what awaited them was a bloody storm.