Facing her long gaze, Zhou Qichuan also shrugged his eyebrows, touched his nose, and in the next second, he snatched the mobile phone in her hand and hung up decisively.

The world is quiet!

Song Zhiyuan sneered, turned around and left directly.

Zhou Qichuan pinched her mobile phone, grinded her back tooth sockets, and followed along.

Song Zhiyuan entered the elevator, and he also followed.

"Kite ,——"

looked at the person before he spoke, Song Zhiyuan's hand reached over, blocked his mouth, and smiled indifferently, "No need to explain, I don't want to know about the past between you and Su Wanguan, and I don't need to know." ”

Zhou Qichuan grabbed her hand and held it in the palm of his hand, "Me and her, we didn't go over." ”

Song Zhiyun was light and light, and let out a faint "um".

Zhou Qichuan laughed angrily at her attitude, "Don't believe me? ”

"Faith." One word, Song Zhiyuan blurted out, "My husband's words, how can I not believe them." ”

Zhou Qichuan, "......"

At this time, the elevator reached the third floor, the door opened, Song Zhiyuan raised his legs and went out, and Zhou Qichuan followed.

Zhou Jiangyuan has already left, and the balcony has been cleaned up.

Song Zhiyuan went back to the room, came to the desk, and wanted to open the computer to look at the company's email, Zhou Qichuan came over and said, "Rub the medicine first." ”

Song Zhiyuan thought about it, this medicine really had to be rubbed, otherwise it would be herself who suffered.

"Okay." Very well-behaved, she agreed, and then came to the bed by herself, and then leaned down.

Zhou Qichuan took the medicinal oil, sat down on the edge of the bed, carefully pushed the clothes on Song Zhiyuan's back, and then gently unbuttoned her underwear.

Looking at the large piercing bruise on her back, Zhou Qichuan frowned.

After taking the medicinal oil and pouring it into the palm of his hand, and rubbing it hard, the big palm gently fell on Song Zhiyuan's back, not light or heavy, and rubbed it just right.

Song Zhiyuan lay motionless on her stomach, at first, she still felt a little pain, but slowly, the slightest pain was completely replaced by comfort.

I have to say that Zhou Qichuan's massage technique is really good, just like his work in that regard, it is a must.

Before she knew it, she was lying there and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, when Song Zhiyuan was sleeping in Zhengxiang, there was a slight coolness on his body, and then, there was a burst of irrepressible numbness.

She trembled slightly, couldn't help but let out a "hmm~" soft click, and slowly popped open her eyelids and woke up.

Looking down—

"Hmm-Zhou Qichuan-"

In the next second, the man pressed over, clasped her hands, blocked her red lips, and drowned out all her unspoken voices......

……

Zhou Qichuan did not return to the Zhou family, and was unwilling to come forward to say a word to defend the Zhou family and Zhou Jiangyuan, and let the situation deteriorate all the way.

Zhou's stock price fell as soon as the market opened every day, and the sales of all Zhou's commodities were hit like never before.

If you want to compare this incident with the incident of Zhou Zhiqing's violent attack on Su Wanguan last time, it can only be said that the incident last time was just an appetizer.

After several days in a row, Zhou Jiangyuan was anxious and exhausted, and finally he couldn't hold it anymore, fainted in the office, and was rushed to the hospital.

When he woke up in the hospital, he saw the official news released by the police, because of the suspicion of intentional murder of Liu Yanyan's mother and son, the evidence was conclusive, Zhou Jingyu was formally detained, waiting for further trial of the case.

As a result, Zhou Jiangyuan was finally completely disappointed in Zhou Jingyu.

In fact, for so many years, what kind of temperament Zhou Jingyu is, he has long known in his heart.

It's just because of the debt to Zhou Jingyu's mother in his heart that he is like a blind man, blindly spoiling and believing in Zhou Jingyu.

He always felt that as long as he cultivated well, by the time he died, Zhou Jingyu's mud would always be able to support the wall.

But now, the Zhou family is almost over, what's the use of him desperately supporting Zhou Jingyu?

"Jiang Yuan, I've been boiling this porridge for a long time, how about you try it." Su Mujun sat on the edge of the hospital bed, holding a bowl of porridge and a spoon, his face full of flattery.

After marrying into the Zhou family for so many years, although Zhou Jiangyuan has never lacked her any money to spend, in the eyes of outsiders, she is indeed Mrs. Zhou, but the affairs of the Zhou Group have never been intervened in.

Even if it is Zhou's office building, Zhou Jiangyuan rarely lets her set foot in it.

Zhou Jiangyuan raised his eyes and glanced at Su Mujun, looking at her at this time, she was suddenly not as annoying as before.

He waved his hand and said very weakly, "Call and ask Qi Chuan to come and I'll have a good talk with him." ”

Su Mujun is the best at looking at Zhou Jiangyuan's face, and his expression and eyes at the moment immediately made her feel that the day has come for the three of them to raise their eyebrows, and hurriedly, she nodded and put down the porridge bowl in her hand and said, "Jiang Yuan, don't be angry, I'll call Qichuan and ask him to come and see you." ”

As soon as the words fell, she immediately took her mobile phone and went out, and when she walked to the door, she couldn't help but smile heartily on her face.

However, when she came out of the ward and turned out Zhou Qichuan's number to dial it, she remembered that Zhou Qichuan had blocked her when she heard the prompt sound from her mobile phone.

Immediately, her face fell, and she turned to Song Zhiyuan.

Song Zhiyuan on the other end of the phone was sitting at the desk at home to deal with business when he saw Su Mujun's call.

Although Zhou Qichuan forcibly let her rest at home in the past few days, it did not affect her to read the email at home.

Zhou Jiangyuan fainted in the office and was sent to the hospital, she naturally knew that she naturally saw the notice from the police, and when Su Mujun called her at this time, she easily guessed Su Mujun's purpose.

However, this time, she didn't answer Su Mujun's call immediately, and when the phone automatically hung up, Su Mujun called for the second time, and she was connected two seconds before she had to hang up automatically.

"Song Zhiyuan, how did you do it, why did it take so long to answer my phone?" However, after one more phone call, Su Mujun couldn't restrain himself, revealed his original form again, and yelled at Song Zhiyuan.

Song Zhiyuan listened, but was happy.

She still likes Su Mujun to deal with her with her true face, and whatever thoughts and thoughts she has are clearly written on her face, not hidden in her heart.

"Mom, what's wrong?" She spoke indifferently.

"Where's Qi Chuan, where is he?" Su Mujun suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a cold voice.

"I don't know!" Song Zhiyuan told the truth.

Zhou Qichuan never asks where she wants to go when she goes out every day, and Zhou Qichuan almost never takes the initiative to tell her.

"You don't know, or don't you want to tell me?" Su Mujun's voice suddenly became colder.

Song Zhiyuan smiled faintly, "Mom, do you think I already have the ability to know Qi Chuan's whereabouts well?" Or do you think that he should report to me the day's itinerary before going out every day? ”

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