A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Huo Yan finally got in.

She moved a stool and sat properly beside the bed, her eyes swollen from crying, looking at Zhuang Zhoucheng with tears in her eyes.

"Zhuang Zhoucheng..."

Grab his quilt and carefully pull his hand.

"Sorry……"

But she still doesn't know where she went wrong!

"Don't cry, poor thing..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng clenched his palm and wiped the tears from her face.

I wanted to punish her and make her reflect on herself.

But this heart no longer belongs to him, and he can't bear to see her suffer.

"You last night..."

As soon as Huo Yan opened her mouth, tears started rolling down her cheeks, and she looked like she couldn't stop.

She was so sad, so wronged, so grief-stricken, that she didn't even finish a word. She just lay down on the edge of the bed and cried her heart out.

The people outside looked at each other in confusion. They really shouldn't have let the girl in. How could their master get a good rest if she kept crying and making such a fuss?

Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at the woman crying heartbrokenly, and his heart began to ache. It felt like someone was pulling it, and he felt a little suffocated.

He gently raised his big hand and stroked Huo Yan's hair. It was worth it to make her cry like this for him.

What more could you ask for?

"I'm a little tired. Can you sleep with me for a while?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked in a low voice.

Huo Yan slowly raised his head, breathing in and out, sobbing, tears streaming down his face, and nodded continuously.

She didn't sleep much last night and was cold all night.

Look, as long as Zhuang Zhoucheng is not by her side, she is nothing and anyone can bully her.

Huo Yan choked back tears, took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed:

"You're on IV drip, what should I do?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng pulled Huo Yan into his arms and let her lie comfortably on his chest.

Huo Yan was still sobbing, her body shaking. She couldn't suppress the huge feeling of grievance that day for a while, and it wet Zhuang Zhoucheng's chest.

Huo Yan held up his face with his hands again to prevent his tears from soaking his clothes.

Zhuang Zhoucheng had no choice but to pick the needle off the back of his hand and pull out a tissue to pass to Huo Yan.

"Don't cry, I'm here, don't cry, be obedient, okay, ok?"

Huo Yan covered her mouth with a tissue. Zhuang Zhoucheng sat up, held her in his arms, and coaxed her softly.

Her eyes were swollen from crying, her lips were dry, her face was red, and she couldn't stop sobbing. She was really pitiful.

Zhuang Zhoucheng held her face, wiped it patiently, and asked in a low voice:

"Did you meet Ji Wuwei yesterday?"

Huo Yan continued to cry, and Zhuang Zhoucheng waited for her to reply. Huo Yan kept crying, so how could she hear what he was saying?

Zhuang Zhoucheng lifted her face:

"A person made of water? Stop crying, okay?"

"You...you didn't want me last night..."

It's so pitiful that it makes people feel sad.

Zhuang Zhoucheng pinched her chin:

"Answer my question first. Did you see Ji Wuwei yesterday?"

Huo Yan nodded. "What's wrong with you? Zhuang Zhoucheng, you can't be in trouble. They all bullied me..."

"Tell me first, what did Ji Wuwei say to you and what did he do to you, okay?" Zhuang Zhoucheng lifted Huo Yan's body and said again.

"I didn't do anything... Zhuang Zhoucheng, they all bullied me. I didn't have any money... You bullied me too, not letting me get on the bus, not letting me in. I squatted outside all night, it was so cold..."

"Huo Yan!"

Talk now?

It's completely like talking at cross purposes, no one can hear what the other is saying.

He was eager to see what was in her heart, but Huo Yan was full of grievances and didn't really care about what he said.

"You're mean to me again..."

Huo Yan looked up at him, pursed her lips, tears welling up in her eyes.

Zhuang Zhoucheng sighed, "Forget it, let's talk about it later. Take a rest after crying enough."

Huo Yan looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng, his eyes red and swollen, then he lay in Zhuang Zhoucheng's arms and said softly:

"I want to go back to Kyoto. They all bully me..."

"it is good."

Zhuang Zhoucheng gently stroked her hair, feeling a bitter feeling in his heart:

"You'll be fine with me here. Get some sleep, ok?"

Huo Yan didn't respond and continued sobbing softly.

Yes, with him around, nothing would happen to her, but could he be by her side all the time?

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, are you seriously ill? You really scared me last night. I'm really worried. Please don't get sick again and don't go to the hospital again, okay? I'm scared..."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Zhuang Zhoucheng gently soothed her head. Her crying really made his heart ache.

About half an hour later, Huo Yan was still sobbing softly, but seemed to have fallen asleep. His breathing was a little heavy, and it seemed that his nose was blocked.

The time to return to Kyoto was still delayed. Zhuang Zhoucheng's condition was not serious, but it was not advisable to leave immediately.

A day later, Huo Yan caught a cold. He took some medicine and had a good sleep, but his condition did not get worse.

The two of them returned to the banker's house first. The old man looked at Huo Yan and then at the youngest.

To be honest, he was really dissatisfied with Huo Yan. He used to think that as long as the youngest was willing to get married, he would not interfere regardless of the woman's conditions.

But now...

This is just a kid, how can he hold the position of the mistress of the banker?

It's not that he's partial to anyone. Even if the eldest daughter-in-law isn't outstanding, she knows her limits. This younger daughter-in-law...

"When are you planning to have a baby?" the old man asked after taking a puff of his cigarette.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was about to speak when the old man stopped him:

"Shut up, I want to ask my daughter-in-law, when are you going to have a baby?"

Huo Yan looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng in bewilderment. The old man was irritated by Huo Yan's attitude of not answering a single question. He slammed his dragon crutch to the ground with a thud.

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? Your belly can give birth to a child, why are you looking at him?"

"I'm still in school..."

"It's not too late to go to school after you have a baby!" the old man said angrily.

"..."

Huo Yan was blocked and subconsciously looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng again, hoping that he could help her.

But Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't say anything this time. First, he would not resist the old man in front of Huo Yan. After all, the old man was the real head of the Zhuang family.

Another thing is that he also wants to have a child first.

Becoming a mother will at least give her a sense of responsibility and she won't get involved with outsiders anymore.

At the very least, you should know who to avoid.

So Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't say anything, and his gaze didn't know where to fall.

Without looking at Huo Yan, the big hand still held her hand.

"Don't go to Kyoto anymore. Just live in the capital with peace of mind. I don't mind whether you study or not. Have a child first." The old man said coldly.

"I do not want!"

Huo Yan looked up at the old man, with a fire gathering in his heart.

She shook off Zhuang Zhoucheng's hand, and regardless of whether he looked at her or not, she said seriously word by word:

"Zhuang Zhoucheng, if you want to do the same as them and force me to give birth to your child, then we will divorce and you can find someone else to bear the child..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng also stood up and looked at the old man:

"It's getting late. If nothing else, we'll leave. Take care."