There were guards in Anne's villa.

Because Shen Wei'an had never done anything drastic before, the guards had nothing to do with him.

But now Shen Wei'an has posed a threat to Anne's personal safety.

Shen Wei'an did not struggle or escape.

His knife fell to the ground.

There was still blood on the knife, Anne's blood.

Anne's mouth was open, unable to speak.

Lu Zeming helped her cover her abdomen, and her palms were full of blood at the moment.

He raised his head and looked at the expression on Shen Wei'an's face, his brows furrowed slightly.

He couldn't read Shen Wei'an's expression.

The maid helped Anne into the bedroom and scrambled to bandage her wounds.

The wound was bleeding too much, but fortunately, the personal doctor arrived in time to treat Anne's wound.

Anne fainted due to blood loss, and there was not a trace of blood on her face.

Late at night, Lu Zeming thought about it, and finally stayed in front of Anne's bed and didn't leave.

The maid consciously retreated, and Lu Zeming walked into the bathroom and seriously washed the blood on his body.

He changed his clothes and threw the haute couture suit he had just worn into the trash.

The suit was stained with blood.

What's more, Anne's actions just now borered him.

The servant did not bring him a suit, only a simple white shirt and trousers.

Lu Zeming's clothes were buttoned to the last one, and even the cuffs were all fastened.

The boy's hair was very short, but his eyes were a little sophisticated.

At this moment, Lu Zeming looks like he has grown up at the beginning of his youth.

Lu Zeming's eyes moved slightly, and his gaze fell on Anne's face.

Anne's brow furrowed, her face was extremely pale, and she had drips on her hands.

The doctor said that although the knife did not hit the point, it still needs to be recuperated.

Lu Zeming was bored, so he sat on the edge of Anne's bed.

He always smiles when he faces Anne on weekdays, and sometimes he has to bring a little bit of the shyness of a little brother.

Now sitting on the edge of the bed, Anne has not woken up, but Lu Zeming is unrestrained.

He pulled out his phone and didn't look at Anne again.

Slender fingers slid across the phone screen.

A little down, look at the message you just received.

All kinds of people, all kinds of news.

Lu Zeming habitually looked down.

The business has nothing to do with Lu Zeming.

All the way down, the fingers suddenly stopped.

Lu Zeming's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the red dot on the news.

It was a message from Han Zhiyan not long after he and Anne left.

Little Rabbit Zhiyan: [Brother Zeming, when will you come back? 】

Han Zhiyan on weekdays, the same as Han Zhiyan, has a very cute tone.

After sending this message, Han Zhiyan obediently did not send any more messages to Lu Zeming.

Lu Zeming looked at her news, and the corners of his mouth slowly slid a curvature.

He thought for a while and replied: [I'm sorry, I haven't replied to you, I'm busy with business. 】

The finger was on the send button, but the other party did not send the message back for a long time.

Lu Zeming glanced at his watch, and it was already twelve o'clock.

A little girl like Han Zhiyan, who pays special attention to dark circles and wrinkles, should have slept a long time ago.

He exited the dialog box and continued scrolling down, skipping one by one.

What's the use of having a lot of people send him WeChat messages? It's not that there is no one that uses it again.

He leaned back in his seat.

None of Anne's servants said they were going to prepare a bed for him.

He wasn't sleepy, but he was bored staying in the house all the time.

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