The meaning is already obvious.

Jiaoyang's expression remained unchanged, but the corners of his mouth hooked upward, and then he reached out and grabbed his arm, stood on tiptoe, and quickly covered his lips.

The boy first said "hmm", then pulled her over, wrapped his arms around her waist, closed his eyes, and quickly kissed her back.

Zhou Jingyao leaned on the hospital bed inconveniently, and suddenly wanted convenience, but he rang the bell, and no one came over after a long time, and he felt too embarrassed to call people.

In the end, I had to choose to get out of bed by myself, crutches, and limp to the toilet.

The teeth itched while walking: Sheng Jiaoyang's woman was really ruthless, and she didn't show any mercy at all.

As soon as I walked to the door, I found that the door was not completely closed, leaving a thin slit.

Zhou Jingyao subconsciously glanced outside, and the next second, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

At this angle, Jiaoyang turned his back to him, so he couldn't see the look on her face, and the young man hugged her obsessively and intoxicated.

Maybe it was because he found him, Sheng Jia opened his eyes, but he still held Jiaoyang, without a trace of change in movement, and looked at him defiantly.

In the evening, Zhou Jingyao looked at the door with longing eyes. According to Sheng Jiaoyang, during this time, he stayed in the hospital to "cultivate his body", which was really boring, and the only expectation was that she could come to the hospital to see herself.

As is customary, she only comes once a day, and she doesn't necessarily have the patience to stay until the end of that time.

But this time, I don't know if God saw what he was thinking, Jiaoyang actually appeared, and brought steaming porridge again.

However, to Jiaoyang's surprise, this time Zhou Jingyao was actually quiet, and it can even be said that he drank a whole bowl very obediently, and he was not as noisy as before.

After eating, Jiaoyang took back the tableware as usual and glanced at him: "I may not come in the next few days, I have a lot of things to do." ”

Zhou Jingyao also helped her collect things, and after hearing this, her movements were visible to the naked eye.

After a few seconds, I heard him say again: "Is it for that kid Sheng Jia?" ”

Jiaoyang stopped and looked at him.

She didn't answer, so Zhou Jingyao took her acquiescence and laughed meaninglessly: "Sheng Jiaoyang, I used to underestimate you." ”

She retracted her gaze flatly: "You saw it." "It's not an interrogative sentence.

Zhou Jingyao stared at her expression, how could he not find it before. No matter what happens, she always seems to stay out of the way, with a nonchalant attitude.

"You're thinking too much, though."

She explained suddenly.

Zhou Jingyao was stunned.

"I won't be coming to see you for a few days, because I really need to be busy. It's a mess out there, you know? ”

Jiaoyang looked up at him and smiled: "During the time you were injured, I helped you deal with your affairs, shouldn't you thank me?" ”

Zhou Jingyao lowered his head and was silent.

The corners of her mouth hooked: "However, our Mayor Zhou is mixed in this circle of dragons and snakes, and I haven't seen anything." Do you care so much, do you like me so much? ”

Zhou Jingyao raised his head and met her gaze.

"It's not like, it's it. Stockholm. ”

After Jiaoyang went back, Zhou Jingyao couldn't sleep all night, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Later, I finally fell asleep, but I had a dream.

In the dream, he saw Zhou Jingyao with her. And standing in the sun, together in the open, they seem to be divorced.

Strangely, he seemed to be a participant in it, and like a bystander outside of it, watching the "self" in the dream and her happening.

In the end, Zhou Jingyao saw himself walking over with difficulty, his legs had not yet been raised, and he was on crutches, so he looked a little embarrassed.

He asked her, "Will you treat me as you did to him?" ”

And she smiled, took his hand, and replied, "No." ”

After waking up from the dream, Zhou Jingyao opened his eyes and found that his cheeks were moist.

"Sheng Jiaoyang, you hateful guy."

The closer he got to the last date given by Jiaoyang, the more nervous Zhao Tianman became, for fear that something would not be done well and something would go wrong with the joint.

As long as it is past today, Jiaoyang and Zhou Zixiu will be able to divorce smoothly.

With mixed feelings, Zhao Tianman took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed Ran Yan. Then I found that my fingers were a little trembling.

But the bell rang for a long time, and I didn't see her answer.

"What's the situation with that woman?"

Zhao Tianman looked at his phone.

"What about the person who said he was going to take me to win, he wouldn't run away halfway, would he?"

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she casually tossed her phone aside.

At the same time, when Zhou Zixiu was flipping through the documents and materials given by his subordinates, he inadvertently turned to a photo of Ran Yan sandwiched inside, and thought of the bits and pieces of getting along with her, and he had mixed feelings for a while.

Thinking of the resolute words he said to her at the end, and never seeing her again, a trace of guilt rose in his heart.

But if you think about it carefully, Jiaoyang is his nominal wife, and the person who is really injured should be Jiaoyang. And the unbearable and guilty about Ran Yan should only be buried in his heart for a lifetime.

But then again, how can there be a picture of her here? Zhou Zixiu doesn't remember when he put the photo in.

While he was thinking, he accidentally opened the back of the photo, and found that there was a hard pen calligraphy written on the back: 2007, the words "Ran Yan" at the University of London.

Zhou Zixiu was stunned: Could it be that she changed her name halfway?

However, this stunned look only lasted for a few seconds, and Zhou Zixiu reacted instantly, and a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"Ran Yan, Ran Yan" ten years ago Ran Group.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zixiu instantly called the secretary in: "You transferred all the information of the Ran's Group ten years ago to me, and the news that the couple has children still alive in this world, let me find out clearly." ”

Zhou Zixiu was restless, and subconsciously called Jiaoyang, constantly praying in his heart to let her pick it up quickly.

However, no matter how many calls he called, she still didn't answer.

An hour and a half later, the truth was revealed.

Zhou Zixiu looked at the two photos on the photo, before and after plastic surgery, the eyebrows and eyes were almost completely similar, except for the eyes, one with the innocence of a little girl, while the other was like a pool of stagnant water.

Why he just didn't remember why.

Zhou Zixiu has never been so embarrassed, holding his forehead with both hands for a long time. After about ten minutes, I picked myself up again.

All thoughts are in despair, and the belief that supports him at this moment is: Disaster will not happen to his wife, since it is his fault alone, then it must not affect Jiaoyang.

Tomorrow is the finale of this plane! This plane couldn't be written because the original story line couldn't be written, so it could only be reimagined temporarily, and I was too busy to take care of the plot halfway through, so it couldn't be written, so this time was very painful. Say sorry to all the cuties!

The next plane wrote "Who is not a gangster anymore", formerly known as "The Female Gangster Leader Who Pretends to Be Weak".