Outside the window, Zhou Han just came back and saw the intimate movements of the two, but he didn't care and walked towards the restaurant.

"Brother, are you here, have you eaten?"

"Ate outside!" Zhou Han sat next to Xia Xia, looked at the restless woman in front of him, and stroked her head with one hand distressedly, "Xia Xia, don't think too much, eat well!" ”

"Brother, Sister Qingyou knows about you and Xiao Mi, so she still lives in your house? Isn't it even more uncomfortable? ”

"yes, so what?" Xia Xia came back to her senses, why didn't she think of this!

"Look at her, I'm sorry for her, I'll do whatever she wants!" Zhou Han was helpless, "Qingyou is preparing for an art exhibition, which will be held at Tianhan Hotel next month, maybe he will stay in the hotel, which is more convenient." Zhou Yang, I'm going to work hard for you this time, I want to concentrate on helping Qingyou prepare for the exhibition! ”

"It's okay, you can take care of Sister Qingyou's affairs!"

Zhou Han turned his head to Xia Xia again and said, "You will assist Zhou Yang, there are a few cases you are following, you know better!" ”

"Well, I'll get serious!"

"Okay, brother, leave your little secretary to me first, I will take good care of her~~"

When Zhou Han got home from work, Zhang's mother immediately came over and said, "Young master, Qingyou packed up his things and left, saying that he was moving to a hotel to live..."

"Yes, she wants to hold an art exhibition, and it is more convenient to stay in a hotel!" Zhou Han dragged his tired body upstairs.

"Young Master," Zhang's mother stopped him worriedly, "Qingyou hid in the room and cried for a long time, you..."

"It's fine!" Zhou Han didn't look back, "Mom Zhang, don't worry..."

Mother Zhang sighed, the young master, who has always been high-spirited, is so worried that no one is happy, alas, I hope these young people want to drive a little...

Zhou Han went upstairs, still came to the balcony, lit a cigarette, and began to smoke, at this time he was enduring a huge conscience condemnation.

Xia Xia is the same, today I finally confided my inner feelings face-to-face with Zhou Han, and I also got Zhou Han's response, but people's hearts are long, and the happiness of the two of them is based on Xia Qingyou's pain, she felt uneasy about her conscience no matter what, and she nested in bed after eating a little dinner, Xia Qingyou, I'm sorry...

Qingyou returned to the hotel, all the thoughts about Zhou Han in the past five years came to naught, she thought that Zhou Han, who had loved her so much, would not change her mind, he would wait until the day she recovered, but people are not as good as heaven, Zhou Han just changed her mind, became so decisive, and did not give her a chance at all.

That girl named Ningxia Xia, what attracted Zhou Han? Xia Qingyou hugged his weak body and sat on the edge of the bed and sobbed softly. That terrible night five years ago resurfaced in front of her eyes, and all the hideous faces were laughing absurdly, and the laughter made her sick for a while.

"Go away! Go away! She shouted, waving her arms indiscriminately, "Don't come here! I'm not going to let you bully anymore, no! ”

The mobile phone in the bag suddenly remembered that it was Yang Yifeng, Xia Qingyou hurriedly picked it up, "Yifeng, I'm in the hotel... I'm afraid..."

"What's wrong? Qingyou, what's going on? ”

"A lot of people are coming at me, I'm afraid," Kiyoyu cried weakly.

"Don't move there, I'll come right over!" Hearing the shouting on the phone, Yang Yifeng was anxious.

Yang Yifeng soon arrived at the hotel, Qingyou curled up and sat in the corner, teary eyes, and muttering something in his mouth. Yang Yifeng was distressed for a while, when did he see Qingyou's appearance, "Qingyou, get up, it's cold on the ground!" ”

"Don't come here, don't touch me!" Qingyou punched and kicked.

"Qingyou, it's me, Yang Yifeng! It's me, you see! Yang Yifeng stepped forward and grabbed her hand, "Calm down, it's me!" ”

Qingyou blinked with tears, saw the person who came, and threw himself into Yang Yifeng's arms, "Yifeng~~~"

Yang Yifeng hugged the injured woman tightly, he could now protect her openly, "Qingyou, don't be afraid, I'm by your side, I'm here!" ”

In the past, Qingyou had Zhou Han's love and Zhou Han's protection, and without him, he could only silently bless the two, but now, Qingyou is alone, and he will protect him in the future!

Flowers, flowers, I want to dream of ~~